Andy's POV
I was so mad at Jinxx for two reasons. One being he called Amber my "death wish of a girlfriend", and two being he was right. The fucker always was. I was walking to his room, actually willing to listen and not be the stubborn bastard I usually was. I knocked timidly on the door three times, and waited for the door to open. I heard some shuffling and a few footsteps before the door opened, revealing Jinxx with a knowing smirk on his face. "I've been expecting you, Mr. Biersack." He said dramatically, that stupid smirk never leaving his face. "Yeah, yeah, you were right and I was wrong, I'm a stubborn idiot, let's just get this over with." I said, not really in the mood to put up with his smart ass comments I knew he was dying to say. "Alright, fine, come in." He said and stepped aside so I could walk in. This is only the second time that I knew of where he let anyone in his room besides himself. His room was creepy, but in a good way. The walls were painted black, and he had various posters practically covering them. The ones I saw by first glance were Avenged Sevenfold, Escape The Fate, Three Days Grace, and AC/DC. His room was mainly lit by lava lamps and strobe lights he had hanging around. "So, what do you plan to do if Jake finds out, and don't even try to tell me he won't, because it's a possibility." Jinxx said once he closed the door and turned to look at me. "To be honest, there really isn't anything for him to find out about." I said to Jinxx, looking him in the eyes. He thought for a moment before answering. "Hmm, I guess you're right, but what do you plan to do if it turns into something more?" He asked me. I wasn't prepared for that question. The thought never crossed my mind of Amber and I actually being in a relationship. "That, I know for sure, won't happen. Shouldn't I be this horrible addition to humanity in her mind?" I answered his question with a question, mainly because I didn't have an answer. "Oh, it can happen." He said. I raised my eyebrows curiously, silently telling him to explain further. "Well, when people are kidnapped, if they are held hostage for a long enough time or the conditions are right, they have a chance of developing something called Stockholm Syndrome. It's basically where being kept away from everything fucks with your brain and makes you see your kidnapper, the one you should hate, as a loving person. You want to be with your kidnapper, romantically or sexually or both." He explained. I didn't say anything. I couldn't find words to express what I was feeling at this moment. This small piece of information, this little thing that shouldn't matter, changes absolutely everything.
YOU ARE READING
Kidnapped By Andy Biersack
FanficMy friends and I always told stories about what it would be like to get kidnapped by our favorite people. The only thing is, none of us ever thought it would happen. And now that it has, I've never been more scared Cover made by the lovely @TooTallT...