wild and running || a.b. (series on hold)

Chapter 3

It's like a chunk of your soul was ripped away by the person you love and trust the most.. you start remembering the talks about what your life together was going to be like.. that future is ruined; all the happy moments you knew you were going to have for the rest of your life have been snuffed out at once. You wonder what it was you ever did on weekends before you met this person, because they aren't going to be there with you anymore, and the loneliness becomes absolutely crushing. You physically feel broken, and can't figure out even where all the pieces of you are, never mind putting them back together. What's wrong with you? Why aren't you good enough? Are you unlovable? Can everyone else see that you're shattered? Why did this person have to be the one to teach you what being broken felt like? If they weren't happy, why did they torture you with happy talks and laughter? Why would anyone do this to another person? How did you not see the signs? ...and on, and on it goes...

I put the pen down and sigh just as Marie texts me, *Going out tonight, you should come :)*

*where?*

*The Red Rose, be there at eight. Wear a dress ;)*

*Alright*

Oh gosh... I don't really go out often. I did a lot a few years back, but I've sort of found my escape more in writing than partying. I get up from my desk and pad over to my closet. I only have two dresses. I only have to decide between white and maroon. Maroon of course. I tend to like darker colors, always have. I slip on the dress, it took a whole lot longer than it should have. Either the dress shrunk or I'm getting curvier... I add light curls to my hair and do winged liner with a smokey eye. I slip on my favorite pair of black, sky high heels. I'm a bit nervous. I don't to bars and clubs very often. I'm only 19 so I can't go to the 21+ bars, and I'm partially glad for that. Close to eight, I get in my car and drive downtown to The Red Rose. I grab my purse and walk inside. The first person I see in Marie, she's dressed in a blue beaded dress that fits her form perfectly, and beside her is William with his arm around her waist. A simple gesture that probably means a lot more to her than he thinks. Around them is a large group of people, some that I know and some that I don't. I head towards Marie because she's always the first person I go to in any situation really...

"Hey." I say loud enough to the extent that she can hear me over the loud music, "Hey!" She said hugging me and Willian turns around. I haven't seen him in months, he's still as charming as he was, possibly more. Not to my surprise, he still has those eyebrows... Someone needs to fix them. "Ivory!" He says hugging me along with Marie. "William!" I giggle mocking his excitement. "Congratulations!" I say as Marie walks away to join another girl who also has just arrived. He smile, "Thank you. I've been waiting for that very day for what seems like forever," What seems like forever... I nod in agreement. "To see Marie walk down the aisle in a white dress... To kiss her and have her as my wife. A permenant promise to be by her side forever... To have and to hold." He says and looks at me as I listen carefully. It's almost as if I can feel the emotion he radiates. "We can start a family. A little Marie running across the house and giggling as I tickle her" he says with a chuckle. He goes on about his thoughts and I notice his eyes getting glossy, but I don't say a word about it.

After my conversation with William, I stand around the group and get bored. I began to walk around the bar and admire the decorations. Everything is so vintage, and I'm in love with it. As I admire everything, my eyes meet a pair of bright blue ones. I immediately recognize them, how could I not??We make eye contact for a few seconds and his focus changes to the company seated next to him. There are four other men, dressed just like him. He takes a sip of his drink and dismisses himself from the table. In the midst of this, I realize that I've been standing there, frozen. I'm such an idiot. He walks up to me, and as he does I see that he is wearing boots, tight, black jeans ripped at the knee, a ripped Ramones muscle shirt, and a leather jacket.

"You're the girl from my literature class, aren't you?" He asks, his voice is deep and raspy, and I seem to love the sound. "Um... Yeah." I nervously respond. Why is he talking to me? Is he going to hurt me? Is he going to cuss me out? "Are those your friends?" He asks, lifting his chin in the direction behind me. I look over to the place he gestured to and see Marie looking at me. I'm never going to hear the end of this... "Yeah." I respond shortly. "Mhm... I saw you earlier.." I nod in response, unsure of what to say. Was he looking at me? The thought made me blush. He smiles and chuckles lightly. "What?" I ask nervously. Did I screw up already? "You're just... Awkward." He says slowly. "Oh... Sorry." I say apologetically. He seemed to not hear me. "Name?" He asks. "Ivory Woods." I say holding my hand out politely, "Andy Biersack..." He says looking at my hand, ignoring the gesture. Ouch. "Ivory!!" I hear my name being called behind me. I look once more at Andy and begin to turn around when he lightly catches my shoulder, causing me to flinch. He quickly pulled his hand away. "Wait..." He begins, "I'm new to the university, so Monday can you show me around?" He asks while I sit there in shock, staring into his eyes. Is he really asking me? Me out of all people? He seems so high up in social ranking, what is he doing talking to me? Me?! "Please?" He says, snapping me out of my head. "Um... Sure." I say and quickly walk away. I silently thank Marie for calling my name.

When I turned around he was back at the table, looking at me already. He gave a small, shy smile, and I returned it. He has a drink in his hand, he must be older than 21. I turn back to Marie just as his eyes flicker towards me one more time. His eyes! Ugh... I'm a sucker for blue eyes. Something about them just reminds me of an angel. I tend to write about angels a lot... Both times I've seen him he's worn an article of clothing that has covered his arms. I can only see the small trails of ink spreading across his hand and along his neck. He seems very frail, yet very muscular. I'm still trying to figure out his personality. Should I stay away from him? I take a quick glance back at the table to see him laughing loudly with all of his... Friends? I guess friends, what else would they be? I'm interrupted from my thoughts when Marie walks up to me and looks where I'm looking.

"Who is that?" She asks hitting me lightly on the shoulder. "Just a guy I take Literature with. He asked me to show him around campus Monday because he just joined the university." She laughs, crinkling up her nose, a trait that she hates but everyone seems to love, ironic really... "Ah! Strictly business." She says with a wink, "Whats his name?" "Andy." "He doesn't really seem like your type, except that you two dress sort of similarly." I nod. I've always dressed darkly. I'm not one for bright colors. "He kind of scares me." I stay whilst trying not to laugh. "Yeah.." She says dragging out the word. "He scares me a bit too. "Oh--he's looking at you." I stiffen up and she shoves me playfully. "C'mon!" She says with a laugh, "You haven't dated anyone since Clay all those years ago..." Her smile fades as each word slips off of her tongue, in realization of what she just said. I sigh and look down at my feet, remembering all of the happy memories I had with him, the six months of my life when I was actually happy.

"Exactly..." Is all I can say. "I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought that up." She says apologetically. "It's alright... Don't worry about it." She takes a casual, sneaky glance in Andy's direction again, then back to me. "What were you thinking wearing that dress? I think he's drooling." I begin to laugh and cover my face in embarrassment, "Marie!" I screech hitting her on the shoulder. She begins laughing and throws her hands up, "Hey! That's all on you, I'm just speaking the truth. Somehow you're as skinny as a toothpick, but you have curves that so many girls would kill to have." I look up at her, still laughing, and shake my head. We laugh for the whole night...

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