I yawned as I woke up. I sat up and coughed when I smelled smoke. I looked towards the window and went to it and saw Andy smoking {there's a porch kind of thing and he was sitting on the ground}. "Andy?"
He jumped and looked at me, angry. "What the hell do you want, bitch?!"
I growled and grabbed his cigarette and threw it. "Don't you dare fucking yell at me!"
"Don't argue with me! I'm the reason why you have a roof under your stupid fucking head! I could've let you rot in an adoption center, but I convicted my parents to let you stay! God I wish you died with your family!!!"
I felt my heart shatter. I ran back inside the room and grabbed my phone and a jacket then put it on with shoes and left the house, quickly and quietly. I kept replaying what he said in my head. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and heard a car honking and next thing I knew there was blood and my vision blurred. 'I love you, Andy.'
*3 months later**
~Andy's P.O.V.~
I buried my head in my arms and cried again. 'Dammit!' It's all my fucking fault. (Y/n)'s now in a coma and could die at any moment. I looked at her and held her hand tightly. "Please don't leave me. Please."
Her finger twitched a little and she woke up. "W-What happened?"
"(Y/n)! You were in a coma for 3 months." I hugged her. "(Y/n) I-I love you.",I admitted.
"Who are you?"
"What are you talking about? It's me Andy.",I said pulling away and look into her eyes. "Come on, (Y/n) you know who I am."
"I-I'm sorry I d-don't remember who you are."
My eyes watered. The person I love doesn't even know my name.
"Are you ok, um Andy? "
"Y-Yeah. I'm going to get a doctor." I left to find a doctor. I even found one and told him that (Y/n)'s awake then left the hospital. 'Why the fuck is this happening?!'
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Never Forget (15! Andy Biersack X Reader)
Hayran KurguI'M WORKING ON A SEQUEL TO REBEL LOVE SONG! THIS IS JUST A SIDE PROJECT! {}=Stuff you are explaining to the crowd. It's kinda hard to explain. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi there. I'm (Y/n) (L/n). I'm friends Andy Biersack. I live with him and his p...