Starting Over (An Andy Biersack Love Story ){sequal To Secrets}

Chapter 16: You Dont Need To Remind Me

Alice's P.O.V
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We stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity while Jinxx, CC, Andy, Ashley, Jake, and the others were in the kitchen. Juliet broke the silence.

"What does he even see in you?" She hissed at me. "You look like a fat, ugly slut that can't even keep a guy for three seconds." Juliet was starting to get on my nerves. I mean, she seemed like such a great person, but she was the one who ruined my childhood memories, broke into my new home, and is trying to break me apart from someone I just now started to like. What was her problem?

I sighed and thought over her words. I'm fat. I'm ugly. I look slut-ish. What am I?

"Listen," I said softly, "I know I am fat. I know I am ugly. I know I probably look like a slut, because I don't even remember how many guys I have dated before. But, you don't have to remind me," I retorted, feeling the tears come to my eyes.

"But you should be reminded every day," Juliet said, letting an unknown innocence pass through her voice. "You should know how much of a slut you were. You practically stole Andy's heart from me. You were so rude to me, and you didn't even respect him. You were leading him on." She stood up, walking to where she was right in front of me. "You were such a bitch that you had Andy wrapped around your little finger. I pity you." She stuck two fingers under my chin and lifted it up until I was looking straight into her eyes. "You shouldn't have lived in that crash; you should have died along with everyone's heart of who you've become."

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Juliet left, being threatened to never come back here again. She wasn't going to get charged for entering in on our property, but she was going to go to jail the next time she even tries to come near our house again.

I was currently in the bathroom in my bedroom at around 12 P.M. It was the only part where everything was still safe and not ripped to pieces. I guess it was pretty sad with me in here. Every time I looked in the mirror, I picked out every piece of fat that hung from my skin. Was I really that fat? Andy and the others kept telling me that I lost a lot of weight from losing so much blood and for not eating properly for the whole month.

I guess it was a lie.

I stooped over the toilet with my hair tied back into a ponytail, ready to purge out any food I'd consumed from the day. I knew this was going to be tricky, but I looked on YouTube on how to do it. Shove two fingers or the whole hand in the mouth, and if that doesn't work, get a toothbrush. After finishing purging, brush the teeth, clean the air with an air freshener, and pop a mint into the mouth. And make sure the toilet is clean afterwards.

I really didn't want to do this. It sounded terrible to vomit ... Forcefully.

But I deserve this.

Before I could shove my fingers to the back of my throat, a know from my bedroom door caught me from ear-shot. I quickly scrambled from the floor and shut the toilet lid before walking out of the bathroom. I hurriedly closed the door behind me and scurried over to the door before opening it.

"Hey," Andy greeted. He was wearing Batman pajama bottoms and a plain W.A.S.P. tee. His blonde hair was the most that caught my attention. I wasn't going to say he looked best with black hair, but wow. I would have never guessed Andy was blonde.

"Hey." I greeted back. "Can't sleep?" He nodded. I sighed before cracking the door open wide enough for hi to slide past.

I closed the door behind him and came over to the edge of my bed where he was sitting on. I plopped down next to him and smiled at him as he looked at me.

"Can't sleep either?" He asked me. I shook my head before I remembered something.

"Weren't you suppose to go to the drug store today and get your medication?" I asked, sternly giving him a look. He shrugged sheepishly before laying his back on my comforter.

"I'm not going to take fucking medication, Alice," he groaned. "You only take medication if you need it," he explained. I sighed and laid down next to him.

"And you do need it," I pushed, "because you need to sleep and that medication will help." He closed his eyes and groaned very loudly.

"But I don't want to!" He whined. I giggled, something I start to do more and more of. We just pretty much laid there. I stared up at the ceiling while Andy played with my lanky hair. It was very long by now, and I didn't really want to cut it. I loved it.

"Hey Alice?"

"Hm?"

"What were you and Juliet talking about when I wasn't in the room earlier?" I did my best to keep in any sob that would escape my mouth. What was I suppose to do? Lie? Well, I know I can't tell him the truth.

"You stole him away from me." Juliet's voice rang through my head. "You're a fat, ugly slut."

"We just talked about me ... I guess..." I'm really not good at this blocking thing.

"And what were these words that were said about you?" He asked, pushing me over the edge of insanity.

"Just some advice on never to turn into someone I'm not," I answered. And through the whole time of these answers, I didn't lie about a single thing.