18 (An Andy Biersack fanfic) *ON HIATUS*

Chapter Thirteen

A/N: Lmao what's updating every week??? Haha. Happy late Fourth of July my fellow Americans.
Also, trigger warning, so be prepared or skip over it. I'll give a warning beforehand.

"After my father became the governor, he ruled with an iron fist. He didn't want anymore outbreaks to happen, because at the time, every other day there would be uprisings from certain C.O.s who would get carried away with their powers and try to become thieves. Didn't turn out well for them in the end, though. They were eventually caught by volunteer police force that my father found who shared the same views as him. For a while, C.O.s just kept to themselves. No one knows, not even me, what happens to the ones that get caught and sent to the Capitol." Andy took a breath and looked at Madeline. She was listening intently.

"My father, every night, would tell me how much of a disappointment I was."

"What about your mother?" Madeline asked cautiously.

"She died when I was born... So, on top of 'killing my mother', I gave my father yet another reason to hate me."

"I'm so sorry, Andy..." She laid her head on his shoulder and sighed, hugging his arm.

Andy shrugged.

"I didn't know her, so I don't really have feelings about it... Anyways, after a while, my father suggested I make an institute for C.O.s and that he would fund it if I found them when they first emerged and taught them how to behave in society. I think he trusted me enough to know that I wanted a safe society as well, so teaching young C.O.s would be a good idea, and it was. I met you." Andy smiled and watched Madeline blush, kissing the top of her head.

"The thing I find most unnerving is that every year he comes to the institution and picks one random C.O. to go back to the Capitol with him. He never tells me why. In the beginning, I tried so hard to fight him so he wouldn't do that. He could've only had bad intentions. It was no use. With the help of the police and soldiers, I was no match, regardless of my powers. You see, I try to use my powers as little as I can. I feel like an intruder when I use them to control someone... Especially on the ones I love."

Madeline nodded. She could see why he felt that way. Any other person wouldn't want some random guy prodding through their mind and private thoughts, and the fact that he just admitted he still loved his father, even after all he's done to him, just showed how mature and a good guy he is.

"The BIA gave me a reason to keep going on. I could help people who were afraid of themselves, like I was, and tell them that it'll be alright. All I ever wanted to do with my life was help people. Before I knew about my powers, I wanted to be a social worker, a type of superhero," he chuckled. "But instead, I got something bigger. I got a change to help save the outcasts of the Continent, and it gives me pride every day to know that I make a difference."

"In my first year as a Condemned One, I was beyond depressed... I felt like I was such a disappointment to everything. I supposedly killed my mother by being born, I became the thing my dad hated most, and I was abused because of all of it. I hated myself. Even before I gained my powers, I was always different. You can probably image it now, huh? The people in the Capitol all dressed up fancy and prestigious while I walked around with all black attire and ripped skinny jeans."

Madeline smiled slightly.

"Yeah, I can definitely see that. People must've looked at you like you were crazy."

"Oh, they did, trust me. They all thought I was the next spawn of Satan or something," Andy chuckled lightly.

"Well, I can confirm you're not," Madeline leaned up and kissed Andy gently.