Complete Opposite: an andy biersack fanfic

chapter 29: Complicated

(EMILY'S POV)

I see Andy walk right through the door and stare at me. He shuts the door, and vengence builds up inside me. Why is he here? He should have forgotten about me already.

"What do you want?" I state. I made it sound quite clearly so he would understand with that thick skull he has. "I-I uh, I need to talk to you." He finally answers. "About what? Havent you done enough to prove your point?" I say turning around and getting my things together. I put my phone in my back pocket and I face him again.

"That's not true." He says looking down. I don't feel sorry for him one bit. He did what he did and that's that. "Then what is true?" He looks up at me after I say this. I make my way over to the side of the room, about to grab my jacket. But he comes over and holds me against the bare wall next to me. His hands on my wrists holding me down.

"What are you waiting for?" I sneer at him. I see his eyes fill with tears and he softens up a bit. He looks away again. But not loosing up his grip even a tiny bit. Instead, he grabbed my wrists tighter. He's starting to hurt me, but I'll wait for what he has to say. IF he has anything to say.

I try to move since he's not doing anything, just holding me back. I try to move my hands and arms away from the wall, but nothing helps. "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to let me go?" I state still trying to get him off. He looks at me once more. "I love you, Emily."

His voice sends chills to my body. But not once did I show it. "Bullshit." I sneer at him once more. "If you loved me, you wouldn't have do it."

He holds me back tighter and tighter untin I can't feel my fingers. Then suddenly, he finally lets go. He goes over to the other wall and punches it. Like how he did the last time this happened. "Do you really think I would do this to you?" He turns back around and his voice is now angry.

"Well if this is the second time, then yes. Especially with my best friend." I state again.

"How long have we been together?"

"Long enough."

"So you would know how much you mean to me."

"From what you have done to me! That seems like a whole lot of shit!"

"So what if it's shit!"

"It's important, Andy! You fucked up two times! And have ruined my life two times!"

"I didn't mean them!"

"I can understand the first one because you were fucking drunk enough to not know anything. But you wern't drunk this time."

He goes quiet. But won't take his eyes off of me. He opens his mouth as to say something, but I cut him off.

"Do what I told you to do and forget about me, ok? It's better off like this. Us without each other. Don't think I'll forgive you, because I won't. Enjoy your life with Cali. Seems like it's better that way then you trying to fight for my forgiveness."

I grab my jacket and leave with that being my final word.

I start to walk towards my tour bus, but I start to feel tears form up in my eyes. I turn the corner, and I see the rest of the band standing against the wall. I stop and look at them, and I look behind me. I see Andy turn the corner. I look at everyone, and they look at me. I take one last look at Andy, and my eyes blur up with tears.

I turn around and run back to the bus. Tears flowing like a river. I never felt this bad in my whole life.

I make it to the bus, and I get to my bunk. I sit down, and I hold my face. Everything I said, everything that just happened. Is unforgettable. I can't believe all that happened. I felt Andy's pain with that last look. I felt that he is dying inside. And so am I. 

I curl up into a ball and close the curtain. I don't want anyone to see me like this.

I get back up, and I remembered I have an interview with Bryan Stars soon. I go to the bathroom and wipe all the makeup that smeared off. I redo my liners and applyed the gold eyeshadow again. I calm down, and I stop crying. I fix my hair and I put lipgloss on. I have to make myself look presentable enough.

***

Bryan comes into the tour bus and hugs me. Let's get started. We sit down on the couch, and the camera starts rolling across from us.

bryan: What's up guys. I'm here with the one, the only, Emily McCown.

me: Hey guys.

bryan: You nervous?

me: Not really. I trust you.

bryan: That's a good thing. So should we get into the questions?

me: Let's do this

bryan: Ok, question one, does it feel good to be a new pop star?

me: It feels amazing. When you're up on stage, it's a feeling you don't forget.

byran: I bet it is. Next question. How do you feel about recording every few days?

me: Awesome.

We just laugh that one off. He just starts to ask me other questions and I answer. But he gets to one question that is hard for me to answer.

"This is kind of a serious question. But we want to know if you still love Andy Biersaack?"

My smile fades, and I studder.

"Well, uh, I-I don't think so. I mean he fucked up my life and I will forever hate him for that." I have to lie, well. Is it a lie? I don't know what to say about this.

A few more questions later, we end it.

I hug bryan good-bye and they leave. Jess ica comes up to me, and asks me, "Black Veil Brides are about to perform. Do you want to go?" I look at her, and shake my head no.

(ANDY'S POV)

I look at myself in the mirror, and I see a dick. But I can't complain now. I need to do the show.

We get up on stage, and the whole crowd goes crazy. Like how it did when Emily was up here.

***

We finish the show, and we get back to the bus. Was she there? Does she actually forgive me? So many questions running through my head. I don't know what to do.