Sweet Blasphemy (An Andrew Biersack Story) *WATTYS 2014*

Sweet Blasphemy 16

Back to Envy's POV! :D 

COMENT! => do you want the next to be Andy or Envy? 

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It was twenty to twelve when we left the restaurant. I reluctantly let Ash pay for me and Eppi.

Eppi had fallen asleep around ten on CC’s lap. She had loved tonight and I was positive it would be one of her favorite memories.

I carried her back to Ash’s car and held her on my lap as we drove back to the bus with the others following us.

“Have fun tonight?” Ash broke the silence as we drove back.

I nodded sleepily

“I saw how Andy looked at you.” He smirked. “We showed him huh?”

“Yeah, I guess we did.” I smiled up at him.

We pulled up next to the bus and Ash helped me out of the car.

CC opened the bus and bowed as I stepped on earning a giggle from me.

When we were all on the bus the guys took their seats on the sofas.

“Well, I don’t know about you guys but I’m going to sleep.” I whispered while yawning. Difficult thing to do.

“Ok Hun.” Ash smiled.  “You want help?”

“Please.”

He followed me into the bunk area and I lay Eppi in our bunks. She can sleep in the dress, I wasn’t gonna wake her up.

Ash helped me out of the dress without any comments; thank brides, I’m too tired to retaliate.

“Night EN.” He smiled and hugged me after I came out of the bathroom.

“Night Ash.” I whispered and climbed in next to Eppi.

Ashley went back out to the guys.

“Mummy…” Eppi stirred.

“Yeah baby?” I whispered to her closing the curtain across our bunk.

“Can you swing to me?...” she yawned and rubbed her eyes with her little balled up fists.

“Sure baby.” I smiled.

I let her snuggle into me and get comfortable. I hugged her close to me. My baby. My butterfly.

I began the song I had sung to her since birth.

“I open my lungs dear. I sing this song at funerals, no rush. These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.”

Eppi yawned again and snuggled into me.

“A baby boy you’ve held so tightly. This pain it visits all most nightly.” I felt tears come to my eyes. This song always made me think about my dad. “Missing hotel beds I feel your touch.” I took a deep breath to hold back my tears. “I will await dear. A patience of eternity, my crush. A universal still, no rust.”

I looked down at her curled up in my arms. “No dust will ever grow on this frame a million years; I will say your name.”

I pushed a strand of hair from her face and hugged her. “I love you more then I can ever scream.” I took a deep breath to control my tears and Eppi bet me to the next line.

“Booked owur fights thos yeers ago. I said I love you as I wheft you.” She sang sleepily.

I joined her. “Regrets still haunt my hollow head. I promised you and now I’m home again. Again.”

She let me continue. I smiled on at her. “I sit here and smile dear. I smile because I think of you; I blush. These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss. A fuss is made of miles and travels. The roadways are but stones and gravel. A bleeding heart can conquer every crutch.” I nearly choked on the last part as I though of Andy.

Eppi sang quietly along. “Booked our flights those years ago I said I loved you as I left you. Regrets still haunt your saddened head but I promise you I will see you.”

Eppi’s eyes drooped and her breathing slowed.

I whispered the last part of the song to her. “Booked our flight those years ago I said I loved you as I left you. Regrets no longer in my head I promised you and now I’m home again…”

I didn’t stop the tears this time because I knew she was asleep now. “Again…again…I’m home again.”

I silently cried to myself cradling my baby. I missed Dad, I missed Andy, I missed everything. Why had been such a stupid, stupid person and kissed him that drunken night? Why did I go home? I wouldn’t have gotten evicted, I wouldn’t have gotten pregnant…what am I saying?

I looked down at Eppi again, taking in all her features. She had my rounded face and a button nose which was starting to grow to look a lot like mine. She had Andy’s beautiful eyes and perfect pink lips. No; I don’t ever regret her. Even if I did….NO! I love my baby and nothing will ever change that.

I lay down still cradling Eppi in my arms. I fell asleep after a while. I was wary; I swear I heard someone at the door of the bunks. Well, it sounded like breathing and I can tell you it wasn’t me or Eponine.

And I’m saying it because I can; I love my DAUGHTER!