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

Chapter 80: I Pray That You're Happy Now

Chapter 80: I Pray That You're Happy Now

Andy's POV

I woke up the next morning and stared at the ceiling for probably 30 minutes. It still didn't feel real that my wife was dead. It still felt like a horrible nightmare. Part of me was hoping I would wake up in the hospital, next to Brielle's sleeping body.

I looked over at the bag of Brielle's belongings and bit my lip. I opened the bag and felt around until I felt the hard object I was looking for. I pulled out her wedding ring and looked at it. I twisted it in the sunlight, watching the diamonds sparkle. She didn't take this off once from the moment I put it on her finger on our wedding day. I would always catch her admiring it with a small smile on her face. I put the ring on my nightstand, watching as it laid there sadly. It shouldn't be sitting on a nightstand, it should be hugging her finger.

I reached back into the bag and pulled out the necklace I had given her for Christmas. I twirled the 'mama' pendant in my fingers, swiping away a tear. I pulled out my phone and turned it on. It started buzzing with notifications but I swiped them away. I went back to the website I had bought this for her on and ordered a charm that had an 'M' on it, for our Madi. I placed the necklace down next to her ring.

I reached back into the bag and pulled out her shirt. I put it to my face, inhaling her scent. I missed her sweet scent so bad. Whenever I was having a bad day, I would bury my face in her hair or her shoulder, inhaling her intoxicating aroma. It would always calm me down, put a smile on my face, no matter what was going on.

I laid her shirt on my chest and stared back up at the ceiling. This is such bullshit. I shouldn't have to be grieving like this. Brielle and I should be at home, still preparing for our daughter's arrival. Our daughter shouldn't be in the NICU. This shouldn't be happening.

I got out of bed and pulled on a clean pair of clothes, slipping my phone into my pocket. I ran a brush through my hair and splashed water on my face. I left the bedroom and went downstairs, picking up the keys to my rental car.

"Good morning, Andy. Can we talk to you?" my mom asked. I nodded and followed her into the living room where my dad was sitting.

"What's up?" I asked. "I'm about to go visit Madi."

"About that, your father and I were wondering if you're ready to be a parent," my mom said.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"You just went through a huge tragedy Andy, and your daughter is so sick. Being a parent is hard enough when the baby is born full term. Madi could have different life long conditions due to her being born so early. Being a parent is hard, Andy. You're all alone out there in LA. You're always gone on tour."

"Where are you going with this?" I asked, feeling my blood start to boil.

"Have you considered putting Madi up for adoption?"

"WHAT?" I screamed, standing up.

"Andy," my dad warned like I was 16.

"Madi is all I have left of Brielle. There's no way I'm just going to give her to some random family! She is the only thing I have left to live for. She's so much more important than the band. If this is the end of BVB, then so be it. I have Sienna and Alice who would be willing to help. I can figure it out, I always do." I ranted and then stormed out of the house before they could stop me. I got in the car and drove to the hospital. My heart dropped at seeing the building where my entire world crumbled.

I got out and walked in, going straight to the NICU. I put on the smock and walked in, sitting next to her bassinet. I asked the nurse to help me get her out. I held her close to me, stroking her arm with my finger.