Fallen Angel ( Andy Biersack Kidnap story)

Chapter 2

"Hi Sweetie." Mum smiled."I've got a banging headache...I shouldn't still be getting these...It's since..."

"I know mum, I know. It's not your fault dad left...It's mine." I said the last bit in a quite voice but mum still heard me

"Don't say that sweetie its never your fault, Your father was a outgoing young man with a reputation for being a playboy anyway. I was a stupid fourteen year old girl with her first love that I thought would last forever. Are you being careful? I know what boys these days are like Jewls, all of them are mini versions of your dad."

"Mum! Yes I'm being careful." Lie. I didn't need to be. As if me, Julliet 'Scars' Simms, Would get any action.

"Sorry hun, Just don't want you to end up like me, I had a 4 year old at your age. University was never an option!"

I groaned "I know mum, I was that child."

"Ah crap, Hunny could ya go to the shop and grab me a pack of ciggys? Te-"

"I know 10 Richmond." I said with a forced grin, rushing out before she could ask me to get her some vodka again.

You see the thing with my mum is that , when she drinks, she has blackouts and gets, well, violent. She never remembers what she's done, so I cover my cuts, bruises and scars with concealer and foundation. Thinking back to it I had my 'make-up' on last night so it can't have been the scars Andy was staring at. I shrugged and walked around the corner...Slap band into Eli Toro, the most popular boy in our neighbourhood.

"Hey Jewly," a nickname that I hate, Eli has been wanted to get with me since year 7 when we first met and I wasn't as, scene, but I never let him get close, I never wanted him, he was to stereo typical American 'Jock' for me...Not emo enough.

His fingers snapping in front of my face brought me out of my thoughts. I looked up through the curtains of his hair to see him smirking at me with his eyebrows raised.

"So how about that date, You know the one you" He stabbed an accusatory finger in my direction "Never let us have?"

"The answer is the same as normal Eli...N-O" I smirked putting on my fake sassy persona, This is why none of the girls like me, and why none of the boys (except Eli) will even come close to me, that and my tendency to wear things that are...Different. " I don't like you Eli...Never have and never will, why don't you just go and chase one of the school sluts or something I'm sure they'd be more than happy to do all of the things you want me to do do and far more."

"Why? Because I'm hot...And you know it baby." He grinned, The idiot he was , took it as a compliment and tried to squeeze my bum, I was (luckily, or I'd have been cleaning myself for weeks from that pig touching me anywhere let alone there) to fast for him and slapped his hand away just in time.

I, as usual, grew tired of this little game and tried to walk past him quickly. However he, as usual, took this opportunity to bump my arm. Trust me to choose today of all days not to wear my waterproof foundation.

"Whoa jewly babes why the makeup? I thought you didn't like all of the fakes and that?" I watched him slowly thinking of a lie in my head...To late. He roughly grabbed my arm, licked his finger (EWWW! STD MUCH) and rubbed my arms until the faint outlines of many scars showed through. You could probably only see them if you looked closely, sadly for me he did.

"Shit Juliet." He whispered. A cruel smirk twisted his lips before he looked me in the eye. "Jewly," Back to the nickname it is then, May I also add the fact that he had both of my arms now in a handcuff like fashion, I was about to kick him where the sun don't shine but his next words froze me into place. " I've tried with you jewly I really have but you always rejected me. Constantly and I can't have that. I want you J not anyone else and I will do anything to make you mine J anything. You see a girl like you would more than likely want a new slate at The London College of music, Would you not? What a coincidence  that I'll be there with you, Hey? I'm gonna make you a deal. I won't tell anybody about these," He motioned to my scars with a smirk on his face " I f you be my bird. Deal?"