Adopted by BVB

Chapter 38

The silence echoed across the party. All eyes fixated on me. Waiting for an answer. Andy's looked up at me pleadingly. I smiled and nodded. There was a massive cheer as Andy took my hand and placed the ring on my finger. Andy stood up and hugged me tightly.
He let me go but kept hold of my waist and kissed me gently.
"You can add Biersack to your family names now." Andy said quietly.
"I sure can." I replied with a  laugh. I stood up on my tiptoes and tucked his long black hair behind his ear.
"Do you want to play something?" Andy asked.
"On my own?" I replied.
"I think you would be great. You played with us. I'm sure you can do anything." Andy answered.
"I can't." I said as I shook my head.
"You can because you're up first." Andy replied nodding towards the stage.
"I need my guitar and I'm only playing one song." I stated.
"They're in your wardrobe." Andy replied. I kissed him one more time before running inside and up the stairs to my bedroom. I opened up my wardrobe and sitting right at the back were my two guitars. I ran my hands over my clothes until I stopped at a short plaid dress that I haven't worn. I took it out and grabbed a pair of studded high heels. I went back into my bedroom and placed the outfit on my bed. I pulled off my jeans and band tee and left them on the floor. I picked up the dress and pulled it over my head. I went into my bathroom and touched up my makeup as well as putting two small streaks of war paint on my cheek. I went back into my wardrobe and grabbed my guitar before grabbing my heels and running downstairs. As soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs I put down my guitar and put on my heels. I barged my way through the party and pulled myself up onto the stage. I stood in front of the microphone. I pulled the strap over my head.
"Andy asked me to play a song. I'm not very confident on my own but I hope you like it. My boys don't really do this song anymore. It's called the Mortician's daughter." I said calmly but inside it felt like I was on fire. Everyone cheered as I put my capo on the 2nd fret and pressed my fingers into a D chord. I gripped my pick and took a deep breath as I started to play.