The Saviour (An Andy Biersack Love Story)

Chapter 2

I was sitting in my last class, History. 5 minutes. 5 minutes until I'm done. Only 5 minutes until I'm free. I groaned as those five minutes felt like 5 years.The bell rang. I was done senior year. I would be 18 in two days then I can leave everything behind. My mom, my annoying sister, and this horrible town. I relaxed and started to drive home. My mom was at the door. "I have some news..." She said. It looked like she was going to cry. I stared at her. "What?" I said in a concerned tone. She was never upset so I actually felt bad for her. "Your sister...she died. In a car crash heading to work on Route 13." She choked out. I was shocked. I never loved her...but I would always be upset if she died. And the last thing I called her was a slut? I felt so bad. I started to tear up. For the first time ever, my mom hugged me. I hugged her back. It felt so nice to feel her love. I still won't forgive her for never taking pride in me but I'm her only kid now. I will definitely treat her with SOME respect. "Her funeral is next week. Now, how about we go out for food, you look horribly skinny." I nodded and wiped my tears up. "Sounds great mom." I said with a smile. We were actually bonding!
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When we got back I went straight to bed. It was a LONG day just as expected.