Erroneous (Andy Biersack)

Chapter Sixteen

~Ashley Purdy~

"What? What happened? Ashley, please tell me he's okay. What happened?" Jade asked frantically through the phone.
"He was drunk as hell and some guy said something he didn't like apparently. They got into a fight. Both of them were arrested. They're at the police station. They guys and I are about to leave the bar now," I replied.
She exhaled, obviously annoyed, "Okay, I'll be there soon."
"Chico Police Station."
"Thanks. Bye."
"Bye princess."

~Jade Aslenna Simms~
-Thirty Minutes Later-

I walked in the police station in my BMTH hoodie, Ashley's black sweats, my gray Uggs with my hair styled in a messy bun. My mascara created a dark shadow under my eyes from being smeared and I had on my glasses, having already taken my contacts out. I saw Ashley and Jinxx in the lobby thing of the station. I shoved my cigarettes into my bag and approached the boys. I was beyond pissed at Andy. This was a waste of my time. I shouldn't even be here. This whole thing was so childish and immature. I cannot believe he was stupid enough to get in a fight with someone, especially to throw the first punch. I mean, the boy was an idiot.
"Okay, who's paying the bail?" Ashley asked.
"I am," I said immediately. "But his stupid ass is sure as hell paying me back."
I walked to the desk and the woman looked up at me expectantly.
"I'm here to bail Andy Biersack."
"$2,000."
"His ass is so dead," I muttered pulling out my checkbook. I wrote the woman a check and she nodded at a cop.
My blue eyes soon met Andy's own as the cop drug him to me.
He was already talking when he got to me, apologizing. I just turned my back and proceeded to walk out the station. He followed behind, silent, knowing that was what was best for him at the moment.
I got in my car and Andy ducked into the passenger's side.
"Jade-"
"Save it Andy," I cut him off. "By the way, you owe me two thousand dollars. I'm going to need it fast, too."
He sighed, "Babe, please, just list-"
"Andy, shut up. I don't want to hear it. My opinion on this whole thing is that it was immature, like middle school immature. You're twenty-four. Grow up," I grumbled, cutting him off again.
"Jade, he was talking about you. He made me mad. How could you not expect me not to hit him?" he asked me.
That interested me, causing me to ask, "Me? How the hell does he even know me?"
"Told me his girlfriend was a fan and he took her to a concert. Then, he started saying how hot the merch girl was. He was just saying nasty and really fucking dirty things about you. I hit him Jade. I was not listening to him say stupid shit like that. I warned him, babe. I told him I was going to knock all the teeth out of his mouth if he didn't stop talking. He laughed and thought I was kidding so I punched him in the jaw. I wasn't going to listen to him talk that way about you. I love you," he told me.
"That was smart, Andy," I laughed. "Telling me you love me at the end of your little speech."
He smiled, "Does that mean you're not mad at me?"
"No," I replied quickly.
"Babe," he whined.
I didn't respond for a few minutes but, finally said, "Why didn't you just walk away?"
Andy shook his head, "I was drunker than CC, Jade, and that says a lot."
I stayed quiet and pulled into the parking lot the bus was sitting in. There weren't any hotels in the area and the driver had to stop for the night, so this is where we stayed. I got out of the car and Andy followed me in the bus. Ashley and CC made it back faster than us and were already in bed.
I got on the bus and checked the time. It was two fifteen. I sighed and walked to the back of the bus. Juliet was laying there sleeping. I shook her shoulders.
"Juliet, we have to go, c'mon," I whispered.
She groaned and got up, yawning. She groggily slid on her shoes and stood up. My sister left a sloppy kiss on Andy's lips when she walked past him, too tired to even say goodbye. Andy of course didn't protest. She walked to the car and slid in the passenger's seat. I got in and started to drive. She turned on the radio and furrowed her eyebrows, "Jade?"
"Hm?" I asked, sleepiness haunting my voice.
She sighed, "I need to know what's going on."
"W-what?" I asked. "What's going on with what?"
"Andy..." she trailed off.
I bit my lip and my sister continued, "He's just been acting weird. I don't get that lovey feeling when I kiss him anymore. His eyes don't have that brightness to them when he looks at me like they used to. He just...I don't know."
"Maybe he's just going through something," I suggested.
"Or cheating," she mumbled.
"Juliet, I really don't think that's the case."
"I do."
I sighed and stopped at a stop sign. Juliet seemed in deep thought. She waited about two minutes before finally asking me, "Who's he cheating with Jade? I know you know. You get all nervous and shaky and shit whenever his name escapes my lips."
"Juliet, he's not cheating. I'm sure the boys would've let it slip by now," I assured her. This whole conversation was many more lies to add to my list.
She sighed and I pulled into the airport. She got out when I stopped, slamming my door and mumbling an 'I love you.' I just sighed and threw my head back. My phone rang seconds later. It was Andy. I picked up, "Hello?"
"Hey gorgeous, are you on your way back?"
"Leaving now," I mumbled, starting to drive again.
He sighed, "I'm sorry."
"You told me."
"I know, but I feel like you didn't hear me."
"Of course I heard you Andrew, you told me at least thirty times."
"Jade-"
"I love you."
I could hear his sigh of relief as I said that.
"I'll be back soon, Andy," I continued before he could speak. "But you need to get some sleep."
"No," he replied, "I'm not sleeping until you get back safely. Plus, I couldn't sleep without you drooling on my chest anyways, honey. And, on top of that, my face really fucking hurts, and before you can say some smart remark about how I deserve it-"
"I'm not, I'm not," I laughed.
He sighed, "I love you, Jade."
"I love you."
"Oh, shit! I forgot to tell you babe! Guess what!" Andy practically screamed in my ear.
"What Andy?" I groaned.
He huffed, "You have to guess."
"Are you four?" I asked disbelievingly.
"No," he pouted.
"Okay, whatever, so what's so important you felt it necessary to scream in my ear about?" I asked, groggily. It was almost three o'clock.
"WE GET TWO WHOLE FUCKING MOTHS OFF TOUR, BABY!" he yelled.
I laughed, "Babe, that's amazing."
"I know," he said, lowering his voice. "We get to spend two whole weeks...at my house, by ourselves, all alone."
I smiled, "I know."
For the next few minutes I listened to Andy talking about me meeting his whole family and all the things we'd do at home. He was like a little boy on Christmas Eve; so excited.
I pulled into the parking lot where the bus was and Andy walked outside. He had a big smile on his face and he had is phone pressed to his ear.
"I see you. You look really beautiful," he whispered.
I smiled and Andy walked down off the bus and opened my door before I could even get the chance to. He was smiling like a lunatic. I guess having a whole two months together made him happy. It makes me happy. Just being around him, regardless of whatever he does, can give me that feeling. The feeling like I was drunk, but sober at the same time. He just...I've never wanted anything more in my life than I want Andy. He is my life. I love him so much. I hope he knows that.
"Let's get some sleep," Andy told me, lifting me out of the car and holding me bridal style. He carried me into the bus and sat me on the sofa. I took my shoes and glasses off. Then, I crawled into Andy's bunk, on top of him. That's how we slept in the bunk; me half on top of him and half on the bunk. It left more room. I smiled to myself.
I was extremely excited to get off the little bunk and into Andy's bed, that we both fit in without laying on top of each other. I felt Andy kiss the top of my head before drifting to sleep.