Mr Biersack

Fuck My Life

I was forced out of the room so they could preserve my fathers body until the funeral. I couldn't go home, there was too many bad memories and when Natalie and I are in horrible moods and we clash, it's the worst.

The nurse picked me up and took me out the room. He didn't want to cause a sene by getting security.

I decided that work was the best place for me at the moment. As long as my uncle doesn't know that my dad's dead I'll be good. Work will get my mind off of things.

I drove to work, thinking about all the good times I had when my parents when together. I pulled up at the Studio car park. Mr Biersack's car was sitting there.
How long had I been at the hospital?
I jumped out of the car and went in.
"Are you even supposed to be working today?" The receptionist asked.
"I need to." I replied.
Then I walked in, my uncle laughing at something.
I saw Kyle lying on the floor nearly peeing himself, I nearly fell over him.
I look to see what their all laughing at, CC, Ash and Mr Biersack were humping the pillows from the chair in sync singing "do your balls hang low"
Wow that's fucking hilarious! I seriously don't understand guys' humour. Honestly. Bet you my dad would laugh at this.
Mr Biersack's eyes widened when he saw me and he stopped, his cheeks went bright red. My uncle turned to look at me.
"What are you doing? You're not supposed to be working today." He said.
"Well I've got nothing better to do, and I can see neither do you." I replied crossing my arms.
"Oh look at her, miss sassy." Ash laughed.
I shot him a look "grow up."

"Go home." My uncle said "I'm not paying you for over time."
"I'm not asking you to." I said before sitting down. "Just call me if you need me."
I put earbuds in and I zoned out. I was just starring into space. Well when I say into space I mean into Mr Biersack's starry, icy blue eyes. I wasn't thinking about him I was just sort of in a daze looking at him.
How perfectly shaped his lips were, how gorgeous his eyes were and how manly he looked. He's good looking for a teacher but he isn't my type. Kyle is my type. He's adorable, funny and weird. It's just amazing!
I hadn't even noticed Mr Biersack staring back until Kyle waved his hand in front of my face.
"Emu! Stop eyeing Andy up!" He hissed in my ear.
"Oh are you jealous?" I teased, he blushed.
Wait what?
"And I'm not eyeing him up, I was daydreaming."
"About what? Sucking his dick? Bet he's tiny." Kyle said back.
"Yup you're definitely jealous." I said smirking.
Kyle does put my mind at ease.
"And what if I am?" He asked
"Kylie!" I gasped "are you admitting you like me?"
"No I'm just saying, to see what you would do." He said. "Your not my type."
My heart dropped.
Then why was he getting all embarrassed. Maybe he has a girlfriend! What if I've just humiliated myself in front of him!

I was snapped out my thoughts when Ashley ripped my earbuds out and said "why are you listening to that shit when you can listen to us."
I glared at him and then he went back to play. But just before they could the receptionist rushed in, looked at me and said "someone's smashing your car windows and slashing your tires."
I got up and growled. I knew exactly who she was talking about.
My uncle was up before me.
"Sit down it's only a couple of assholes from school it's fine." I said.
But it was too late.

Ricky and Mike were attacking my car.
"FUCK OFF!" My uncle yelled "DO YOU WANT ME TO DO THAT TO YOU!" He walked right up to Ricky and grabbed the golf club off him and threatened to hit him with it. Ricky shat himself and bolted, Mike following after.
I sighed "I don't have the fucking money for a new car!"
My uncle sighed "you know I work late today why don't you call Lena and get a lift off of her."
"Em not happening. She's a crazy driver and her road rage is URGH!" I replied.
"Kyle doesn't drive either and I don't have money for a cab or a bus. I'm fucking stranded."
"You could walk." Kyle said.
"Yeah my house is miles away from here." I snapped.
"I could give you a lift." Mr Biersack said.
No! Not happening!
"I don't want to bother you." I said.
"It's fine. I'm not in any rush to get home." He replied.
"I don't blame you mate." Jeremy said.
Mr Biersack shot him a look as if to say "shut up."
"Yeah I want you to get home safe." My uncle said "please."
"Fine." I replied, glaring daggers at Kyle who was standing behind everyone, pointing at Mr Biersack and I while humping the air and pretending to snog.
"We're leaving in an hour." Mr Biersack said, quickly looking behind at Kyle who stopped and pretended to yawn, stretching his arms out and when Mr Biersack turned his back again Kyle continued to make inappropriate gestures.
God how Lena would love to be in this situation.
Great now I have to get in a car with a teacher! FUCK MY LIFE.