Beautiful Pain (An Andy Biersack Love Story) {1} [Completed]

Chapter 78: The Nights That I Keep Holding Back The Tears

Chapter 78: The Nights That I Keep Holding Back The Tears

Andy's POV

I cried until my eyes dried out. I sat on the floor, wrapped in my mom's arms, until my legs were cramping. Brielle's parents finally returned to the room, their eyes red and their noses sniffling.

"Do you want to go see her?" Brielle's mom asked and I nodded. I lifted myself to my feet and left the room, my parents trailing behind me. We got to Brielle's room and it felt like my knees were going to give out. I gripped onto the wall, staring at the ground.

"We're going to wait out here," my mom said. I nodded and put my hand on the door handle. I was terrified of what I was going to see on the other side. I took a deep breath and pushed down on the door handle, the heavy wooden door popping open. The door felt like it was 100 pounds as I walked through the doorway. 

I stood on the other side of the door, my eyes locking on Brielle's figure laying on the hospital bed. The door shut behind me, echoing in the silent room. Everything looked mostly the same, except for a few key changes. There were no more monitors or wires. Brielle no longer was attached to a ventilator. I stepped up to her bedside and a breath caught in my throat. The room felt so peaceful, as weird as that is to say. 

I sat in a chair next to her bed, not sure how much longer I could stay standing. I grabbed her hand, getting startled at how cold her skin felt. I looked at her beautiful face, running my fingers through her blonde hair. She looked pretty much the same, except her skin was starting to lose color from the lack of blood circulating through her body.

I felt my thighs becoming wet from the tears falling from my face. I guess I still had more tears to cry. I licked my lips, trying to figure out what to say. She looked like she was just sleeping. Like she would wake up any minute. She didn't look dead.

"Wake up," I whispered, looking at her closed eyes, hoping they would open. "Wake up," I repeated, a little louder. "WAKE UP!" I screamed, dropping her hand and tugging on my hair. I stomped my feet, sobs escaping my throat again. "FUCK!" I screamed, tired of this emotional rollercoaster I was strapped to.

"This isn't fair," I said, looking at my beautiful wife. "This isn't fucking fair," I repeated, shaking my head. I looked and noticed her arm was hanging limply off of the bed from when I dropped her hand. I picked her hand back up and held it up to my face. 

"This wasn't supposed to happen. We were supposed to go home. We were supposed to grow old together. We were supposed to raise our daughter together. How am I going to raise her by myself? I have no fucking idea how to be a father. You were so perfect, such an angel, why did this have to happen to you? Why couldn't this have happened to me? I'm the asshole. I deserve this, not you," I ranted. I looked down at my feet and bit on my lip until I tasted blood.

"I don't know how to be a father, but damnit, I'm going to try my best. I promise. Thank you so much for our beautiful daughter. I love you so much Brielle. I will always love you," I said, looking back at her face. I sat with her for a little longer before I decided to leave. I stood up and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tightly. I knew this was the last time I would be able to hold her in my arms. I set her body back down and kissed her ice cold lips. I walked out of the room, my parents leaning against the wall.

"We're going to go pay our respects," my mom said, gesturing to Brielle's room.

"I'm going to go back to the room," I said, my voice raw from the crying. They nodded as they walked into the room. I walked back to the room I was in previously. Sienna was sitting in a chair, curled up into Sterling's side. Brielle's parents were across the room, holding each other.

"I want to go see her," Sienna told Sterling and he nodded. They left the room as I sat in one of their chairs. I decided to send a text to my band since they had no idea what was happening.

Andy~ Brielle died in childbirth. Daughter is in the NICU. I'll be in Ohio for a while. I'll send funeral details when we have them.

After I got confirmation that it was sent, I turned off my phone, not wanting to hear the sympathy right now.

Sienna's POV

I waited outside of Brielle's door for Andy's parents to come out of the room. I was only waiting for a moment when they walked out. Andy's dad held the door open for me and I thanked him, walking in. I started crying at the sight of Brielle's body. I sat next to her bed and grabbed her hand as Sterling stood behind me, rubbing my shoulders.

"You bitch," I laughed, wiping my nose with my shirt. "You just had to go first, didn't you? If you didn't want to be my maid of honor, you could've said so, you didn't have to die," I said. I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face.

"I'm not going to break my promise. I'll take care of Andy, I'll treat your daughter as if she was my own. I can hold the fort down, we'll be okay. Andy will be okay. I love you so much. Thank you for being an amazing best friend," I said, hugging her cold, lifeless body.

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