Adopted by Andy Biersack

Chapter 8

Andy's POV

Hazel is not going to school today. And I need to make sure she is safe. She doesn't come out of her room a lot.

Today I have to go to the studio and I am taking Hazel with. When I tried waking her up the first time she was a little mean. So I am waiting.

"Hazel, I'm leaving to go to the studios and I need you to come with."
"Fine, I'll get up." She said rudely.
"What is making you mad." I asked.
"Yesterday. It was a hard day."
"Not just hard for you, for all of us. It was terrifying."
"I'll get ready." She said, a little nicer and I left her room.

After the studio she will be going to Jake's house. She seems to talk to him about a lot and I think this is something that she might talk about with him.

I made her eggs and we got in the car and left.

"How long will we be there." She asked.
"2 hours maybe, then your going to Jake's for the night."
"Ok." She said. "But I didn't. Bring clothes."
"He'll come to our house after wards and then he'll take you to his house."
"Ok."

When we got to the studio we were the first one there.
"I am going to sit in this chair and when people come in I'm going to say, 'I've been expecting you'."
"Ok, but what is wrong your acting weird."
"Nothing, just the normal." She said.
"You don't-" she cut me off. She turned the chair around and I realized they were coming. I sat in a different chair and watched them come in.
"I've been expecting you." She said. As they came in.

We talked and started to work on our music. She explored the studio room, and just watched some TV.

"Hazel, time to go." I said.

She nodded and walked to the car. I told Jake to talk to her about anything that might be a problem then went to the car.

We drove home and Jake waited inside. She ran in the house and got her stuff and headed to Jake.
"I'm ready to go." She said.
"Ok, well I guess we are going now."
"Bye." I said.
"Bye." She said and gave me and Juliet a hug.

Hazel's POV

When I got in the car, I looked around his car and then seen him coming. He got in and started to drive to his house.

"How have you been." He asked.
"Good."
"Good, is there anything bothering you. You sound like your hiding something." He asked.
"No, I'm good." I know he's trying to get me to tell the truth. It's not hard to tell when they want the truth.

He acted like it was fine and when he got home he made me sit on the couch and talk.

"Somethings wrong."
"No."
"Yes, your lying."
"No, I'm not."
"You don't get nearly hurting yourself really bad, to being fine in one day."
"YES I CAN!" I said.

I ran up the stairs and looked around for a room and went in. I locked it and heard Jake at the door. This was his room.
"Hazel, let me in."
"No." I said.
I looked around the room to find anything sharp but I didn't find anything, but I looked in a drawer and found broken glass.

(Trigger warning)

"Hazel, listen to me. You always tell me what's wrong, I get this is more than normal and everything about yesterday but you should really talk."
"I don't want to." I said crying. I made about 3 then stopped.
"Your not okay." He said.

I paused for a moment then opened the door.
"Now you can talk if you want."
"What happened? Your arm."
"It's fine now."
"No it's not, you don't understand. You should stop that." He said walking to me.

He picked me up and carried me to his bed.
"You need to tell the truth, what you were going to do yesterday was not good and not telling the truth isn't good. You texted me in the middle of the night last night."
"I am having trouble with myself, and the other people, that's all." I said.
"Like what is it about yourself."
"Just what people say and I think about it and I agree with it. I am better when I eat though. At first the home work and me falling asleep and not eating was normal. People noticed and made fun of it and I continued with what has been happening. Andy worries so I eat but otherwise I don't."
"You can't do that. I won't let you, your very beautiful you don't need to do it."
"Fine..." I said.

I stayed laying down, and just fell asleep.

Jake's POV

I stayed next to her to make sure she wouldn't wake up and do anything bad.

As soon as she woke up I made her give me anything that was sharp. She didn't give me blades but I am going to keep an eye out on that.

"Let's get something to eat." I said.
"Okay..."
"What do you want to do when I make the food."
"Play guitar." She said.
"Ok, just be careful, you can go on any of them."
"Okay." She said.

She played for like a half hour than came to eat. We both played guitar for a little bit than I showed her the room she was going to stay in. She stayed in her room for an hour than came by me.

"Hey." I said.
She looked at me sadly.
"I'm very sorry about what happened yesterday. I made you do something you didn't need to do and I made Andy and Juliet find a way to stop it before it was the last I could handle. I've been stupid. I said a week and only gave them a half."
"Well they still stopped you." I told her. I walked to her and hugged her.
"You helped too." She said.
"Yes, but you need to be careful. I don't want to have you do anything bad to yourself, how come you brought this up." I said.
"You understand a lot, and Andy does too. What I just did make me think of yesterday. But why does it seem hard to tell him."
"Your nervous. You have known about him for so long that now you live with him, it's more difficult for you sense he knows you personally. Then if you didn't live with him it would seem a little easier sense you would be seeing him like once."
"And also the way he would react." She said.

We walked down stairs and decided to watch TV. She's kind of quiet after what happened. I kind of figured that.

I asked if she was hungry but she said no. She won't look at me right now.

"Look at me." I said for the fifth time.
"Fine!"
"Why won't you look at me. You still aren't."
"I don't need to."
"Whatever, I'll make you go to bed early if you don't listen."
"WHAT!" She said staring at me.
"What is the matter?"
"Nothing." She said nicer.
"Stand up."
"What? Why."
"Just listen."

She stood up, but her hand was in her pocket. I looked at her.

"There's nothing there." She said.
"Are you sure."
"Yes."
"Give me the blade."
"I don't have one."
"Give it to me." I said.
She took it out and handed it to me. I know she's hiding another one somewhere but I would need to find it.

We watched TV for a while then I took her up stairs. She seemed very tired.

"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm tired." She said.
I laid next to her and she came closer to me.
"Why do you do this?" I said pointing to her arm.
"I don't know, people. They make me mad, or stressed, sad, depression. A lot of times I have done it because of myself."
"I want you to stop, Andy doesn't want you to do that. He gets worried over that a lot and then thinks too much. No one wants you doing that."
"Okay... But what should I do then."
"Talk to someone, like we are right now. They would like to hear what you need to say."
"I could try it."
"That's good." I said.

When she fell asleep I waited a little bit then headed to my room. I hope she will talk to someone.