Saviour { Andy Biersack X Reader}

36X

My Chemical Romance.
Mama-
"So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die, and return from the ashes you call."

"You made my baby feel this way. I don't like you, you don't look the type that I trust." Mom said pointing her gun to Andy who was at my door, who knows how he got there. "I don't want to see my baby suffer because of you. Her friend died and you weren't at the funeral to be with her to comfort her." Mom hands started to shake as she walked closer to Andy.

I walked closer to mom to take the gun out of her hand but she turned around and pointed the gun back at me. "Mom, this isn't you. Plea-"
"No! Stop (y/n)." She yelled. "I already singed the divorce papers and a restraining order for you and your father so he doesn't get near you. This is it. You fix your life from now on. You chose this life." And mom pointed the gun to her mouth, shooting herself before I could save her.

A loud thump was heard as she fell to the ground. Blood all over the floor, coming out of mom's mouth, blood blood blood. Everything was dark red. Then black.

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I slowly opened my eyes and blinking a couple times adjusting my eye sight since everything was blurry. I smiled when I saw Andy was beside me holding my hand. "Look alive, sunshine." Andy said. I was about to punch his arm for using that reference when it clicked where I was. A hospital. Then memories of mom shooting herself flooded my mind.
"Where's mom?" I asked in the edge of crying.
"Shhh~ I know it hurts. You're strong remember. Don't cry-- no more crying." Andy said playing with my hair. "Your mom is... dead." Andy said, but being strong as he said is hard. I sobbed and Andy just hugged me. I sobbed harder as every second passed, holding Andy tighter.

First (f/n), then dad, now my mom. They all left me, my only real family left me. I tried to calm down and after a while I did. "(Y/n), the doctors saw you had scars and your mom said you cut. Is that true?" Andy asked. I nodded slowly not looking at him. "Why? You have Brandon, Josh, the band, me. Why didn't you talk to one of us?" He asked at the edge of crying.
"I'm sorry Andy. I'm not strong like you say I should be. It's hard for a person like me. My best friend died, my dad cheated and left. I wanted all the pain to leave." I explained, this time looking deep into his eyes so he understand I'm serious. "What else did the doctors say?"
"You have depression and you need a therapist. I promise you, I know a great one that actually helps."
"No Andy. I don't want one, I don't need one."
"Yes you do (y/n). She's really helpfully I swear. Give her a try." He said smiling tighten my hand. "Since you're nineteen you have to live like an adult but, your high school said they'll give you a late scholarship money, just enough for a year though. That's great isn't it?" Andy said grinning. Maybe all bad does go to sunshine.

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Later at night Andy dropped me home. "Andy, I don't want to go inside that house. I can't enter." I said as my stomach did a weird flip.
"I understand. Want me to get you clothes so you can at the hotel with me. We'll think of something later." Andy shrugged.
"Yes, please." I said handing him the house keys. He went inside the house and came back with my school bag. He put it in the back seat and we drove off.
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I blinked a couple times getting used to the light going through the red curtains. I looked around and didn't see Andy anywhere. I stood up from bed and walked to the refrigerator because I was starving. Empty. I walked to the table and a dish covered in a silver top was planned there. Next to it was a note. I opened the dish and saw steam coming out of hot pancakes. I started to eat while reading the note.

Dear (y/n),
Went off back to your place to get all your important stuff. You're moving to LA with the band.
-Andy xox

With that small note I choked on a piece of pancake. I'm... moving? I got my phone and dialed up Andy.
"Morning sunshine."
"What the hell, Andy?! Why didn't you-" I said jumping up from my seat.
"Shh~ I said I'll think of something."
"But we need to talk first."
"Why? You can work in LA. You don't have to worry of education. The boys and I can pay your rent in the meantime. Nothing to worry."
"Andy, you have a great point but I don't know this is too fast. My mom just died, Andy."
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"It's okay. Just... I'll stay there for a week and see if I like it." I said rubbing my forehead.
"Yes! I knew you'll agree. Be there in a bit!" Andy said hanging up. I sat back down and ate my pancakes.

This is just a new chapter in my life. A new episode. I need to get use to it, that's all.

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Sorry I'm so late D:

Chapter to: Dalleekah (my mom:))

Omfg people who know and watched pinof7 can we take a moment for how happier Dan is now and the all the amazing puns Phil made "nose pressure" This year has topped all the other years in my opinion.

Bye lovies