The Only One (Andy Biersack LS) EDITING

~The only one~ {Andy Biersack love story}

Here I am all excited that I finally came up with the title for my story. I know a lot of people have written love stories of Andy and a girl, but I might do one on all of the boys. I don't know yet. Just comment witch one you really want and the name that's on there the most I will make a story of. Andy is 19 and Madison is 18. I will include the other band members somewhere in the story a few times but mostly Madison and Andy. With a few different characters too. -Maddie

Andy's P.O.V

I sat on the leather couch in the bus while we were headed to L.A. It was going to be fun. Partying, clubs, shopping for new clothes. We're going to have a blast. But right now I couldn't think about that. I pulled out a pencil and paper and started to write a new song... [: Don't kill me if this is to new and I'm not going to write down the lyrics. Because I know you all will know the lyrics ]: I wrote at the top "Nobody's Hero" and started writing down the list. Once I was done I showed the guys and they smiled. "This is fucking awesome man!" CC shouted. Ashley patted me on the back, "It rocks." "Really cool Andy," Jinxx said. Jake agreed. "I was bored and decided to write a new song for our new album," I said. "Well let practice it then!" CC yelled plopping himself down on his drummers seat. I smirked shaking my head. I grabbed the mic as Ashley, Jake, and Jinxx grabbed their guitars. They started playing and after a minute or so I started singing. When we were done we all smiled. "That sounded great guys," I said still smiling. They nodded in agreement putting their things down and walking off. I followed behind them. The bus stopped and we were in L.A. We all walked off the bus. "FREEDOM," CC yelled kissing the ground like they do in movies. We chuckled shaking our heads. We walked off and grabbed our luggage and headed towards the hotel.

~2 hours later~

I plopped down on my bed and sighed with relief as I felt all the stress flow away. I honestly don't know why I had stress. But it felt good to be be in bed. I curled up under the covers and once my head hit the pillow I felt sleep wash over me.

Madison's P.O.V

I woke up in the middle of the night to a loud crash. I got up slowly and walked downstairs to see what/who made the crashing sound. I saw someone move from the side and stand in front of me. It was a black figure. I screamed. The figure slapped me in the face and punched me in the ribs to where I fell over. I felt really dizzy. I felt somethings sharp and cried out in pain pulling it out of my side. It wasn't in there deep but it was in there good. I slowly got up and turned on the lights to see my dad standing there in front of me drunk. "You selfish bitch," he mumbled. I looked at him confused. "You think you could get away with all the shit you have done to me?!" he yelled. He kicked me in the ribs. I held my side in pain. Tears weld up in my eyes. Your probably wondering why he was doing this to me. Well my dad's an alcoholic and he comes back drunk from the bar every night. "Go up to your room bitch," he spat. I moved slowly up to my room. Once I got there I slammed the door shut and locked it. I heard footsteps rushing up the stairs. *BANG BANG BANG BANG* He was knocking on my door, "Come out you slut! Don't you slam the door ever again! You here me you whore??!!" he screamed. I got up and and moved my bed and furniture to the door with all the strength I had so he couldn't get in. I went into my bathroom and closed the door. I cried. I cried for an hour straight. I got up and got a knife out of my drawer and stood up againstthe wall with it close to my pale skin. I slid it across my skin. I didn't go to deep, I knew it could kill me. I cut a second one then a third. I stopped for a second watching the blood trickle down onto the white tile floor. I cut the a fourth one and slid down the wall enjoying the pain it brought. This was my second time doing this. Somehow I didn't regret it. I cut 4 more and the stopped. I still sat there watching the blood slowly make it's way to the floor. I then got up and grabbed a suitcase and started throwing things in it. I threw my makeup, bathroom supplies, clothes, anything I could fit in there. I then opened my window and threw it out. I was 5'6 so I was really tall. I jumped down and started running with my suitcase rolling behind me. I didn't know where but I ran.

Hope you guys like it. I know I didn't describe Madison because I wanted you to have the joy of imagining her in your own way. Comment and vote! Love you chickadees. -Maddie