A Black Veiled Bride (An Andy Biersack Fan-Fic)

Chapter 7: Andy's P.O.V

I looked around and sighed. Oh shit...I don't know what they heard, but by the look on Ashley's face, I'm in trouble. No, scratch that...we were in trouble. I squeezed her hand and tightened my grip, but not tight enough to hurt her.

Ashley tapped his foot and looked at Constance, "Were you hurt?"

With that question, I felt her body tense up and her grip got tighter with the tension in her muscles. I looked at her and as my eyes found her standing behind me, she had her eyes locked on the floor. I stepped closer to her and whispered, "I could tell him that you don't have to answer that..."

She glanced up at me and nodded. I knew what she was feeling. I stepped away and looked Ashley in the eyes and said, "She doesn't have to answer that."

As soon as that sentence left my mouth, Hannah pushed through Jinxx, Jake, and CC and grabbed the bottom of my shirt that I had given Constance to wear. She ripped it up just far enough to expose her bruised stomach.

When she pulled the shirt up, I clenched my eyes shut and everybody gasped. I opened my eyes again and looked around as everyone had sadness in their eyes and horror in their face. I reached over and smacked her hands away and watched the shirt fall down in place. I looked at her and asked, "Did you really have to do that?"

She glared at me, then looked at Constance and said, "When exactly were you planning on telling me that you didn't just fall?"

Constance looked up at Hannah and said, quietly, "I wasn't...you know why? Because I knew you'd act like this!" She held tighter to my hand and dragged me off of the bus and out into the dark parking lot.

We got to a spot far enough away from the tour bus, she dropped my hand, and plopped down on the blacktop. She put her head in her hands and started taking slow, deep, calming breaths, "I need to do something to forget about what just happened." She shook her head and stood up.

I thought about it and looked around. The dark sky twinkled with thousands of stars that resembled diamonds in the sky. The few street lights lit made it light enough to see three feet in front of you and I was standing two feet from her. The tall, red, brick building looked black in the moonlight that crawled across Constance's face. The moonlight shined on her face and made her bright eyes sparkle, but I couldn't quite remember the bright color as it was too dark to see. What color were her eyes again? Brown...green...bright color...bright color...blue! They are the same color as mine, blue!

I grabbed her hand and smiled, "Follow me!" I walked through the dark lot and around the corner. Her hand in mine, we walked down the street to the coffee shop.

She sighed and asked, "Where exactly are you taking me?"

Dragging her into the coffee shop and sitting her at a table, I smile and sit down, "We are making small talk."

She smiled, but that smile was sad and I frowned. She placed a hand over mine, "What do you want to know?"

I smiled, "Where is your favorite place to go at..." I looked at my phone, "3 o'clock in the morning?" I smirked as her eyes got wide.

She laughed and shook her head, "Lets go out to a club and dance! I'll have fun and get my mind off of what just happened."

I chuckled, "It's a date!"

~~~~~~*A Few Hours Later*~~~~~~

Wobbling out of the club, Constance is attached to my shoulder trying to stay up as I have no trouble walking. I had a few drinks, but managed to stay mostly sober enough to take her back to the tour bus. My hand was gently, but protectively placed around her waist and her head was rested on my side. She was groaning at her churning stomach as I walked her up the beaten and broken sidewalk to the nearest bench.