The Mortician's Daughter: An Andy Biersack love story

Chapter 7: Soothing a Broken Heart

~*Juliet*~

My eyelids fluttered open... Shocked, I sat up, holding sheets to my, obviously naked body. I looked beside me, to see Ash. I put a hand to my forehead "Shit, shit shi-" my cussing was interrupted by Jinxx throwing a pillow onto the bed "Ash, dude shut the fuck up..." He grumbled. I stood up, dragging the covers with me, I yelped as I saw Ash, lying there... in his birthday suit. I widened my eyes, then everything came back to me...

Andy had cheated. I had gotten revenge. He had seen and wandered off somewhere. I grimaced and sat on the edge of ash's bed, he mumbled and sighed contentedly. I glared at him, prodding his stomach. He grumbled, opening one eye before nuzzling his face into my back "hey there." he whispered against the skin. I shuffled away. He frowned "Oh... Shit... was... what happened some way to get back at Andy?" He whispered, I nodded. He glared at me "It feels so nice to be used by people, youd think id be used to it by now." He growled, pushing me away. "No wonder Andy cheated, youre clearly a self concieted bitch." I gasped and slapped the smug smile off his face. I stood up, pulling on my clothes from last night. "If im such a bitch, why was you so eager to have sex with me?" He looked up at me, lost for words.

The door swung open violently, revealing a very messed up looking Andy, He glared venomously at Ash and I, then turned to me. I gulped, I hadnt thought my plan through... "Juliet, can we talk outside?" He whispered, so as not to wake anyone else up. I nodded and stepped outside.

He looked at me like I was a stranger "I know what I did was wrong. But it was nothing in comparison to what you did... Juliet?" he said, his voice raising with every word. I whispered "yes?" He gulped, blinking back tears... he NEVER cried... "We're through, I cant stand seeing you after what you've done... When we get back home I expect you to have moved out by the end of the week... Im sorry." I nodded, it was to be expected.

~*Andy*~

Juliet stood there, arms folded over her chest, I stood aside, letting her leave. My heart cracked a little more with every step she took toward the door. It was Scout all over again.

I walked like a dying man, into the room climbing onto my bunk. Ash popped up over the edge of the bunk, he started to speak, I cut him off with a raised hand "Save it for someone who cares Ash." I muttered, rolling over to face the wall. I fell asleep, images of Faythe, and my lips still tingling as I fell into a restless sleep.

~*Faythe*~

I was woken up the next morning by a kiss being planted on my mouth, I woke up, grinning, expecting to see Andy, but, when I opened my eyes, I saw Chris looming over me, I rolled over, muffling my groan in my pillow. He pushed himself onto the bunk. I shuffled until I was pressed up against the wall. He reached over, his arms encircling my waist. The door gently swung open, Adrian muttered, glaring at Chris like he wanted to kill him, I looked at him, sending a "help me" glance. He smiled, "Hey Chris, wanna come to the store?" Chris shook his head "nah man, id rather stay here." My eyes widened, I hid in the sheets. Adrian left, some help he was...

Chris grabbed the back of my hair, ragging my head up, he scrutinised my face, eyes falling on my lips, well, more accurately, my swollen lips. He glared, ragging my hair again, silent tears streamed down my face, "Who the fuck have you been kissing you dirty bitch?" he hissed, I grimaced as my scalp burned, a trickle of blood ran down behind my left ear. I shook my head "No one, I swear!" I whimpered, he grinned, "seeing as youre such a dirty whore, you wont mind if I do this..." he slid his hand up my shorts, stroking my inner thigh, I cringed, trying to push away from him... but I was already at the wall... he pinned my arms up against it and began to tug them off, I whimpered, crying for real.

I heard a soft knock on the bus door. I saw a chance, I bit down on the hand Chris had placed over my mouth and shouted as loudly as I could "HELP!" Chris swore as the door was pulled open, Andy ragged Chris away from me, punching him in the mouth. He threw me a look to see if I was okay, I nodded and he carried on dragging Chris out of the bus "You motherfucking bastard! YOU wont lay a hand on her EVER again, you hear me?!" I heard him shout.

I cried into my pillow, realising that, if Andy hadnt been here... I would have been the victim of rape... I guess he was my own fallen Angel... I smiled, and sat up as I felt myself gathered into strong arms and held against a chest, I breathed in, smelling the smell of mint, cigarettes and a trace of alcohol. I looked up and saw Andy gazing down on me, I nuzzled my face into his chest and let myself be comforted. He sighed and sat down, with me still curled up in his arms.

He placed a finger under my chin, looking into my eyes, I stared into his, getting lost... He smiled and I grinned back, muttering "Thankyou" he shrugged "no problem..." he hesitated. "Boyfriend?" I shook my head, whispering "ex boyfriend..." he looked into my eyes again. Pain flickered across his face, "Why is everything so fucked up?" he whispered, it was my turn to tilt his head toward me, I kissed him lightly, he deepened it, turning it from a comforting gesture into a makeout session, I pulled away, leaving him dazed "Was that so messed up?" I mumbled, he shook his head, capturing my mouth again. I melted into his embrace, getting lost in the moment.

He tangled his hands into my hair, keeping me from pulling away again. Everything melted away, my worries, what had happened, Chris. There was nothing but his lips on mine and the way he made me feel...

~*Andy*~

She kissed me again and once again I thought about how long I had waited for this moment. She sighed against my lips and I smiled, deepening the kiss... I wanted so much more in that moment, but I couldnt.. she wasnt old enough... I settled for kissing her, I had just saved her from Christofer Drew, as if I needed more of a reason to hate the bastard, I cut off from that train of thought and concentrated on her, it wasnt hard, she ran her hands through my hair, I relinquished hers and ran my hands down to capture her waist and bring her closer, hip to hip.

She smiled again and bit my lip slightly, I gasped and she chuckled. A shiver ran down my back, I pushed my hands up under her vest, running my hands up her back. She pushed even closer to me, encircling my waist with her legs, I felt her heavy breaths, I suddenly gathered my senses, it was like I had been drenched in cold water. I pulled away gently, her face lined with confusion.

"You're too young" I muttered and hurt crossed her face, "Not that I dont want to, but after what you nearly went through, I dont want to hurt you." I blurted, She nodded, righted herself and curled up on my lap again, like a cat, I grinned and stroked her hair as she drifted, when I thought she was asleep, I kissed her cheek. "I love you Faythe..."

~*Faythe*~

The last words I heard before I fell asleep were "I love you Faythe..." I smiled, not sure if I had imagined it or not, but still... a girl could dream...