A/N Since you guys didnt seem to read my authors note in the previous chapter, here's an epilogue. no sequel for you guys :P
                               tbh no one wants one :(
                              *Vic's POV*
                              Two Years Later
                              It's been a while since Quinn's death. Nothing has really been the same ever since. Andy didn't really perform as much, and he was always gloomy. We sent Kellin to a psychiatric hospital and he's been even more depressed ever since. The guilt of murdering his friend must be a lot to take in. Especially because he doesn't remember doing it. 
                              Andy and Juliet were very upset and angry with Kellin. Andy almost beat him to death. Luckily I was there to stop him in time before he did permanent damage. I tried explaining to them both that he didn't mean to and his depression took over him. Our friendship is still sitting on a thin line though. I just wish he would forgive us. 
                              Today, is the anniversary of Quinn's death. Andy, Juliet, and I are all going to visit her grave. I wish she was still here. 
                              I sit patiently on my patio, waiting for Andy and Juliet to pick me up. Every time I see them, I'm always nervous that I'll say something wrong and completely abolish our friendship. 
                              "Hey Vic," I heard an emotionless voice say. I look up from the ground and see Andy standing in front of me. His hands were in his pocket and he gave me a broken smile. He looked absolutely horrible. I stood up, my legs trembling. 
                              "H-Hi Andy," I stuttered. He removed his hand from his pocket and patted me on my shoulders. I winced a little bit, worried he might hurt me like he did to Kellin. 
                              "Let's go, yeah?" he said softly, his voice embedded with pain. I nodded lightly and followed him to his car. I climbed into the backseat and sat in the middle seat. 
                              "Hello Victor," a feminine voice sneered. I looked at the passenger seat and saw Juliet there. 
                              "Hi Juliet," I said as nicely as possible. She did bother as to look back, instead she just hummed a reply. Andy started the car and the ride to the cemetery was an uncomfortably silent one. The tension in the car was so thick you could practically feel it. When we arrived at the parking lot I practically darted out of the car. I slowly made my way to her grave with Andy and Juliet trailing behind me. 
                              I've been here so many times in the past two years, I practically memorized the route to her grave. I stood in front of it. More guilt rushed over me as soon as I read her tombstone. 
                              Quinn Biersack
                              2000 - 2016
                              She was a wonderful girl, beloved by all. She will be missed dearly. 
                              I heard crying from behind me and I turn around to see Juliet sobbing in Andy's arms. 
                              "Look Juliet I'm really really really sorry," I pleaded. But she just sobbed harder. 
                              "Vic, you know what? It's fine. I mean it's not okay, but I understand. I realize now that Kellin was upset and he is mentally ill. I'm trying to forgive him, but forgetting will take a while," he reasoned. I nodded and smiled. 
                              "Thanks Andy, you're the best," I added. 
                              "I'm going to go visit Kellin now, I'll catch you guys later," I added. He nodded and that was my cue to leave. 
                              ***
                              "Kellin come out please," I asked, knocking on his door one more time. 
                              "No," I heard him mumble from the other side of the door. 
                                      
                                   
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Adopted By Andy Biersack and Juliet Simms
Fanfiction"Ew look it's the depressed emo cutter" is something Quinn heard everyday, she was abused and ran away and was now in an adoption centre, when she gets adopted by her idols, will she get over depression and self harm? Will she find true love? Does s...
 
                                               
                                                  