Band One Shots (Request)

When Lights Die (Andy x Ricky)

This oneshot was requested by Desingedtokill
Bands - We Came As Romans and Motionless In White
Pairing - Andy Glass X Ricky Horror

Ricky POV

The place was filed with people and unfamiliar faces. I wasn't really one to socialise with other people apart from my band mates. It makes me feel uneasy about talking to others as you never know what people are like behind innocent faces.

I had lost all of my band mates in the crowd. I began to feel uneasy as I was in the centre of the crowd filled with strangers.

I looked around at my surroundings. People were in small groups scattered around, half of them looked like they didn't want to be there ha, guess that makes more than one.

As I looked around I felt eyes on me. Slowly turning around I noticed a man in the distance looking in my direction. I couldn't really grasp is features apart from he looked like a had a healthy build and shortish hair but I couldn't really capture anything else. But something about him drew me to him.

I looked as he had a playful smirk on his face before he slowly turned around and began to walk away. I don't know what it was but something urged me to continue walking and follow him. Without realising, I had already began to move following him.

I pushed passed crowds and curtains that got in the way to follow him but I lost him. I felt a sigh of frustration wash over me. I don't know why I wanted to follow him but something was telling me to.

"Looking for me?" I jumped at the voice and turned around to see the person from before. Not going to lie he was attractive. His golden orbs locked with my eyes and I felt hypnotised, it's like I couldn't move like I had melted under his spell, left vulnerable and a slave to whatever he pleases.

"Dance with me" he said with a playful smirk. His fingers intwined with mine while his other hand rested on my hip. We began to move around the room in circles my eyes stayed locked on his and he pulled me closer.

His hand traveled down from my hand to my wrist and he breathed in as if he was inhaling my sent. I let out a high pitch yelp as he dug his nails into my wrist. My breathing became ragged and shaky as I looked to see blood dripping down my arm from where his nails were digging in.

I looked down at the floor and my blood began to drop onto the floor making a thick, cringing sound as it did causing chills to run down my spine and my body to tremble in fear.
I looked up at him as he had a smirk on his face "you look so pretty when in fear" he whispered leaning closer to me tracing his finger around the veins and arteries on my neck.

With his hand he harshly grabbed my neck. I couldn't breathe, I breathed out struggling to catch my breath "so pretty" he whispered again.
"But you'll look prettier on the floor painted in blood" he whispered before he opened his mouth biting onto my neck.

I felt a sharp pain in my neck.

I sharply opened my eyes throwing myself forward, banging my head in the process "ah fuck!" I called out and placed my hand over my head. I looked around at my surroundings realising I was in my bunk.

I breathed out in relief. I climbed out my bunk searching for clothes "stupid fucking dream" I muttered to myself as I put some shoes on. Maybe it would be best if I got some air before I decide to go back to bed.

Grabbing my Hoodie I zipped it up before placing beanie on and walking out the door.

My face was welcomed by the cold wind as I stepped outside. I kept my head down and hands in my pockets as I walked through the cold.