The Mortician's Daughter ~An Andy Biersack Love Story~

Chapter 1:The Same Routine

~Rose's POV~
Here I am at another funeral, I am here not because a family member died, but because I am the Mortician's daughter. I have to go to a funeral about every week. If people would stop dying my life would be a lot easier to say the least.
My name is Rose. I am 18 and people think I am a freak because I'm the mortician's daughter. I wear black ALL the time so I guess that doesn't help my case.
My dad always makes me help with the funerals I don't understand why he won't let me be a normal teenager. I guess I could never be normal now I have been having to help with funerals as long as I could remember. I guess it kind of scarred me for life.
At least there is someone here to help me. My dad recently hired help, and may I say myself he is easy on the eyes. His name is Andy Biersack. He pretty much just helps my dad around the parlor and we may or may not flirt back and forth. He is 24, but age doesn't matter, well to my dad Andy is just an emo that loves to be around dead bodies. Andy to me is WAY much more.

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Sorry that was short! The next chapter will have far more action I promise!