Soul Mate

Chapter 11

Andy's P.O.V.

"Black Veil Brides to the stage." I get up from my seat in our dressing room and head towards the stage. "You ready to crush this show?" Taylor says coming up behind me. I nod. I didn't want things to get weird with Taylor knowing that my wrist was pink, but when she saw it she insisted I would find my soul mate tonight. She is definitely adamant about it, and while meeting the person I was destined to be with would be awesome, I also wouldn't be upset if I missed her and got to crawl into bed with Taylor tonight. "Let's do this!" Sandra yells getting pumped for her entrance. We throw back our traditional pre-show shot and the lights go down. Sandra goes first, causing the crowd to scream. The guys follow, and I'm about to go when Taylor grabs me and says, "it was fun while it lasted" before walking away. What the fuck is she talking about? I don't have time to think, I have to go, and so I run on stage.

Lilly's P.O.V.

When they opened the door an hour ago I anticipated being able to sit down in a comfy chair, or at least any chair, but no. There was no chairs, just a big empty floor except the stage and all the people running straight for it. I unwillingly became one of those running people when Vivi and Jenny both grabbed me and made a mad dash for the stage. Vivi stopped when we reached the wall of people, but Jenny laughed before pulling us through the people to the front. "Sorry, we are on a mission to find a soul mate!" And those words were all it took for people to move, finding the person you were destined to be with was a serious thing that nobody took lightly, I just wish it wasn't at my expense. I didn't want to be here as it is and yet they are using me to get up front. "Jenny that was dope." Vivi exclaimed when we reached the guard rail dividing the crowd from the stage. Yea, '"dope" I think as I am crushed by a bunch of strangers. We stood there for an hour, Jenny and Vivi excitedly talking about the bands and me just praying for this nightmare to end. Then it happened. The lights went out and the screaming about blew out my ears. "This record is for the outcast..." said a scratchy voice over the loud speaker. Once Jenny's cousin got to the drums more screaming happened. I had to cover my ears, but that did nothing to drown out the drums and other instruments when they ran out and began playing. I begin digging in my purse for the ear plugs I knew I packed, and when I do I stop. My wrist, which I can barely see in the dark, is no longer pink. In fact, there is a name inside of it, which means it's red, and my soul mate is here. Why? I really hope this Andrew Biersack person is here to babysit a sibling like me. "Are you okay?" Jenny yells in my ear to be heard over the music. I just look at her and show her my wrist. "Holy shit! No fucking way! Vivi!" Jenny yells shaking my sister and having her look at me. My sisters face goes from annoyed to shocked to excited in a matter of seconds. "Oh my God Lilly! I can't believe this!" Vivi shouts before hugging me. I don't understand what they are so happy about, I'm never gonna find him. Just then the song ends and the lead singer speaks, "What's up New York!" he is met with a chorus of screams that makes me cover my ears again. When I look back up at him, I must admit, he isn't bad looking. Might look even better if he wasn't covered in all that black gunk they call war paint. Just then he looks shocked, looking at his wrist, before yelling into the mic, "Holy shit! My soul mate is in this room!" The whole place cheers. "Is there a Lillian Gutierrez in the building tonight?" he yells into the microphone and my entire body goes stiff. NO.