Andy Biersack fanfiction - Accidents Happen *COMPLETED* （≧∇≦）

Chapter 9 - A Test on Life

--This is also from Andy's perspective--

I flopped on the couch, studying the picture of the small boy that Tessa had stashed away in her wallet. He had dark hair and bright blue eyes, just like mine. Eyes like mine. Hair like mine. I knew it was impossible, but my imagination was running away with me. "Andy!" CC shouted. "You have to meet with the manager today, get a move on." I jumped, remembering. I was going to try to talk my manager out of the whole lyricist thing, I knew Tessa couldn't handle it and I didn't want to hurt her anymore. She left me for a reason, and I couldn't come crawling back to her begging for forgivness. But that's what I'm doing right now, isn't it? Not for long. Soon, I'll be out of her life and she can live happily ever after. "Okay CC, tone down the parental guidance. I'm headed out right now." I grabbed the keys to my car and headed out.

"I can't work with her!" I shouted at John, our manager. "Why not!?" He retaliated. "She's a great lyricist, and fairly expensive! We can't just fire her because you don't like her." I paced back and forth, biting ky lip. "It's not that John, she and I go far back. That's all I'm going to say, okay?" John heaved a sigh. "What do the rest of the guys think of her?" Well, other than CC, they all know, so it's safe to say they agree, right? "They support me in the descision." I said. John sighed again. "Alright, we'll drop her contract. But those last three songs better be good." He said, filling out a notice. "Here, stop by her office and give her this." John handed me the notice he just filled out. "The adress is on there." I nodded. So, is that all then? Is it just 'give her this paper and she's gone?' "Thank's John." I said, pushing away my thoughts and heading back to the car.

Her office is small, about half the size of the warehouse. 'L.C. Bouldar Music Managment' was written in large black letters above the door. I pushed my way in and leaned over the front desk. "Where is the office of Tessa Bluins?" I asked politely. "On who's authority?" She asked. Shit. Her abusive ex boufriend? No..."Her, uhm, fiance." I stuttered. The woman gave me a puzzled look. Her fiance must visit her often enough that they know what he look's like. I'm screwed. To my surprise, the reciprocist slowly said, "Floor 3, office C24." I mentally sighed in releif. "Okay, thanks." I said, clutching onto the papers and heading into the elevator.

*knock knock*

"Come in!" Tessa called from inside her office. I opened the door, and she looked up at me with a fearful expression. "A-Uhm, A-Andy?" She stuttered. "Uh, hey...I have your release papers." I said, and she seemed to relax at this. "Oh. I have to sign a couple things, you can wait...uhm...on the couch." She said. I nodded and handed her the papers. The only pictures she had in her office were of the blue eyed boy, and one of me. Why would she have that there? I pulled the picture out of my pocket. "You dropped this yesterday." I said, tossing the photograph onto her desk. She looked up from her writing and her face paled a signifigant amount. She coughed lightly and said, "Oh, thanks." I needed to know. "Is he your son?" I pressed, trying not to appear too suspicious. "Yeah." She said quietly. "Oh. You and your fiance's?" I asked. She knew I was suspicious now. "Yeah." She said. "He looks like a sweetie. What's his name?" I asked. She signed a little and then said, "Uhm, Michael."

--Flashback--

I snuggled Tessa up on the couch, playing with her hair. "If you had a baby, what would you name it?" She asked sweetly. "Hmmm..." I thought for a moment. "Lena if it were a girl, and Michael if it were a boy." I finally answered. She smiled.

--End--

Finally, I had it in me to ask. "How old is he?" Tessa's face was beyond pale, and although I didn't want ti make her uncomfortable I had to know. I knew she was done signing things, but she was avoiding eye contact. "He's four...I mean, he's uhm..." She didn't say anything, but she looked up at me with teary eyes. "Four..." I quietly whispered. My eyes locked with hers, I thought about what this meant. He's mine, Tessa had my baby. I fucked up worse than worse, I ruined her life. "He's mine..." I finally said. She nodded, the tears finally spilling. "Yeah...he's yours..." She said. "Oh my god, Tessa...I'm sorry for everything, okay? I left you with a baby and I wasn't there for you or anything just...here. Take this whole thing." I handed her my wallet. "Please Tessa, take it. It's less than what I should be giving you, I'm sorry, and not just for this, for-for everything okay? I should never have hurt you." She pushed away my wallet. "No, Andy...I can't accept this..." She said. "You can! Look what I've done! This isn't even half of what I owe you! Take it, okay?" I pushed the wallet back at her and she glared at me.

"Do you want to meet him?"