The Wrong Number (a bvb fan fiction)

Chapter 1

My phone starts ringing and I don't look at the number because I think it's my mom. "What do you want mom?" I said.

"Um who is this and whoever it is I'm not your mother." I stopped walking dead in my tracks.

"Is this Andy Biersack? Because if it is all I have to say is you are awesome and I love you and the rest of Black Veil Brides you guys saved my life. My name is Catarina, but you could call me Cat." I said excitedly.

"So you're a fan? Well it's always nice to have the opportunity to speak to someone in our army. And yes, this is Andy." I automatically smiled.

"So how did you get this number? No one knows this number but my mom and a few friends." I asked.

"I dialed the wrong one by accident. I was trying to call a school to ask when I could perform."

Being the idiot I am I don't ask him what school. "That's cool. What songs are you gonna do?"

"We're doing New Religion, Set The World On Fire, Fallen Angels, Love Isn't Always Fair, God Bless You, Rebel Love Song, Saviour, The Legacy, Die For You, Ritual and Youth & Whiskey. So basically the album Set The World On Fire. And we might do Knives & Pens and Mortician's Daughter." he said

"That's awesome! Saviour actually saved me. Whenever I felt like crap I would listen to that song to make me feel better." I said walking up the steps to my door.

"Wow, really? At least-" he said getting cut off by me getting yelled at.

"WHERE WERE YOU YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HERE 30 MINUTES AGO!" my mother said. "You stupid bitch do you want me to get your father?"

"Mom please." I said on the verge of tears and Andy still on the phone. "Mom I missed the bus and I almost got punched in the face by a group of jocks don't get dad please." I begged.

"Cat what happened? What's going on?" Andy said concerned

"Who are you talking to on the phone Catherine. Is it the leader of the band you love? What is it? Black Veil Brides? What kind of fucking name is that? Oh wait I know, a gay one. They're fucking gay Catherine why are you so obsessed?"

That was it, I was done. She went to far this time. "You bitch they are not gay and I am obsessed with them because they saved my fucking life. But of course you wouldn't fucking care whether or not I died, would you? Of course not because you want me dead any fucking way!" I ran up the stairs with tears in my eyes. Andy was still on the phone and he heard the whole thing. "Andy I am so sorry you had to hear that... This happens all the time if I'm late to get home... I was just at my friend Maya's house with my friend Faith. We all love you guys."

"It's fine. But she didn't call you by your name, she called you Catherine. Why did she call you that?" he asked.

"Because Catarina means Catherine. Catarina is an Italian name." I replied.

"Oh, that's cool and it's also nice to know you have friends that like us as well. I wish we could come meet you guys. Maybe one day if you guys are lucky you can meet us."

"In this lifetime? Don't think so. My mom would never let me unless I ran away which at this point I'm thinking of doing so." I said grabbing the razor from my drawer quietly. I've only ever done this once and I never thought I would do it again.

"By the way, how old are you and your friends? Depending on that you will get out faster. Maybe you can room with one of them." he said.

I gasped from the pain of the three long lines on each of my arms. "We're all around 17. I'm the oldest out of the three I turned 16 two weeks ago. They don't turn 17 for another few months. I also have another friend who loves you guys. Her name is Vanessa she is a week younger than me." I said trying to mask the pain I felt.

"Cool. But I heard you gasp right before you spoke. Are you ok?" he asked. Damn it didn't work.

"Yeah I'm fine my wrist hurts I sprained it a week ago. I can't really do anything with it at the moment and it bothers me." I lied. I just don't want him to worry. He has enough to deal with because of tour and everything.

"How did you sprain it?" damn I don't know how to answer that one. You can sprain your wrist by skateboarding right? No that's a lame excuse. I know.

"Gymnastics. Maya, Faith, and I were doing backyard gymnastics and I fell off the pyramid." I lied again. I hope this works.

"Sounds like that hurt. Well I gotta go rehearse for that concert in a few days. Call me if anything happens, bye Catarina." he said.

"Bye Andy it was nice talking to you. Talk to you soon I guess, bye." I said then hung up.

This weekend is gonna be fun. If you think getting yelled at is fun.