*Andy's POV*
"Hurry up," I say to Ashley as we walk out the bathroom, "The fans are waiting for us, we can't disappoint them!"
"I'm coming Andy, I'm coming!" Ashley shouts back to me, "They'll forgive me for peeing... well... they have to!"
I walk on stage with Ashley and Jinxx, Jake, and CC are standing there looking at us like we're crazy. "There you guys are, what took so long? The fans are waiting!" Jinxx says to us.
"I'm sorry, I had to pee, fans don't need to see me with wet pants, so I thought I should just pee." Ashley replies.
"Show with the Buiscits!"
We start our first song and breeze though it like it was nothing. Just before our second song though, a girl in the crowd with dark hair in a homemade Black Veil Brides shirt and a women in a Led Zepplin shirt start a verbal argument. The girl starts to cry so I bring her up on stage with us. The parental figure storms off. After a group hug we shift our second song to Devil's Chior and at the end of it, I hug the girl again before she steps back down to being part of the crowd.
Our last song finishes, after our 'one more song' and we step off stage and head back stage. I look at the guys as we all plop down on chairs. "I hope she's okay, she seemed to be pretty beaten down..." I say to the guys, "Do you guys think she'll be okay?"
"She's a fan of us, she'll be strong, if not she'll move along, she should be fine" CC says to me showing himself sort of double-checking his thoughts.
"What if that's her mom, what if she's going to go home and get hit or something, what if it's not okay?" I reply to him, "I always worry about my fans... You know this CC."
Instead of keeping our conversation going, we changed our conversation to something more 'non-sad'. We sit there and talk for like an hour before we decide to move our shirtless tired butts to the tour bus to call it a night.
The stairs down to the back exit were seemingly long as we walked down them. Directly at the base of the stairs was the door to the outside. Ashley opens the door in front of us and the cool night hits our faces. I step out second and hear sobbing to my left.
I step forward a step to let everyone else out and I pause. Crouched behind an old rusty dumpster sat the girl, balling her eyes out. I stood unable to move as the rest of the band started towards the bus. They stop and look back at me noticing I'm looking at something.
They trace my eyes across the alley towards the back of the dumpster and stand frozen just like I do. I watch as she hold something up to her wrist and drops it to the dirt a few times. She rips open a notebook and writes somethink but in a fit of rag she stabs the notebook with the thing from the dirt, tearing it practically in two.
She drops the blade after that but ends up picking it up only to drop it again. She looks down at her notebook and rips her bracelets off and throw them into he bag. With fear and Anger in her eyes she reached for it one more time.
I charge over towards her but I couldn't move fast enough. The blade digs into he wrist almost a whole centimeter as she pulls it acrossed her wrist twice.
I hear the pop of her vein just as I reach her and she takes the first swipe. She seemed instantly out of it and dazed by the pain. I grab her just in time for her to fall into my arms.
Blood's dripping from her wrist everywhere. I grab my bandana from my pocket and tye it tightly around her wrist. "We need to get her to the hospital... NOW!" I shout to the guys.
They rush over to me to pick her up with me just as another fan walks by.
"What happened?!?!" Shouted the fan in disbelief.
"I couldnt stop her... where's the closest hospital?! She's losing blood really fast! She cut her vein." I explain have frantic.
The fan hurries us to her mom's van where we pile into the back and the fan sits shotgun. When we first got in it was silent, but she changed that. "HOSPITAL NOW!" She shouts at her mom, "QUICK! So my name is Mindy, isn't that the fan you guys brought on stage with you guys? What happened? Will she be okay?"
"Well Mindy, I don't know if she will be okay, but she is that same fan. I found her behind that dumpster. I tried to stop her but I couldn't run fast enough, I got to her just as she made the first cut... and by the time I reached for the blade, the second one was made... I really hope she's okay." I reply to her holding the girl's head up on my chest with one hand and holding her wrist with my other.
"I'm sorry Andy... I thought she'd be okay... I really didn't expect this..." CC says to me sort of feeling guilty, "if I knew I wouldn't of reensured she'd be okay..."
"CC, don't shoot yourself down because of this, it was a mistake anyone could make," Jinxx said as a reply.
After an about 5 minute drive we pull into the parking lot of the hospital. I grab her and slowly pull her out of the car with the assist of Ashley and we carry her towards the automatic doors still covered in blood.
From the first second they saw us, the nurses were over with us, helping her. They took her back while I stepped up to the computer to tell them what happen.
"So who is that girl and what happened?" The Nurse said to me as I sort of just stared blankly at the computer.
"Huh? Oh... wait, what? Nevermind, nevermind." I start to say realizing she was talking to me. "I don't know the girl's name, she was at my concert. She and some lady in the crowd, I'm guessing maybe her mom, got in a verbal arguement and I had her come on stage for a song than she went back to the crowd. Well after the show me and the guys here going to head to the bus and I hear sobbing behind this dumpster. It was her. I tried-" I start to tear up as I hit this part, becoming unable to speak too clearly. "I ran as-I just-I couldn't help her. She sliced her arm with a razor blade. I wasn't fast enough, or maybe it just didn't hit me quick enough that-that what I saw was happening-that she was going to-to slice her arm..."
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Andy's Little Angel
FanfictionShe listened to music, it was her only escape. She loved 3 bands, one was by fate. She found their lovely music, just before it was too late. So here it is, according to date. She had no hope, so she carved away. She had tears that fell, nearly ever...