Hey, it's Sky, I've been best friends with Andrew Dennis Biersack for a while and trust me, it hasn't been easy. Of course, there are the thirteen-year-olds who "totally ship us!" and there's all the internet drama. Then there's fangirls and fanboys...
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Andy's POV:
Skyler had been gone for a full two weeks now and I was beginning to worry, she didn't answer my texts or my calls. I hadn't heard her voice in so long and I refused to forget what she sounded like so I spent sleepless nights watching videos on my phone of us messing around on tour, or YouTube videos with her in the background. Missing Sky was always the worst, no girlfriend has ever like Skyler not being there. This time, it was the most painful loss, all I had was my old t-shirt that had her perfume on it and her bed. I felt as if parts of her lingered with me, wether it be in pictures or her hypnotic sent. She was always there, haunting me. No matter what I did she would appear in my mind. It killed me. All that was keeping me alive was my antidepressants, and my photo album. I would sit up, late at night tracing the outline of her face in pictures with my fingers. Every morning I would wake up and pray that her name appeared on my phone, only the band, maybe my parents. I didn't care for those notifications and countless texts. All I wanted was to hear Skylers sickly sweet British accent once more. Every day, promising myself that she would answer, telling myself bitter lies. I knew deep down she wasn't coming home, not anytime soon anyway... CC and Jinxx would come and visit me, clean up the empty bottles of beer, make sure I'm okay and leave. Leaving me in absolute silence. I didn't want to watch TV, I didn't want to play video games, I just wanted to have her back. Have her in my arms. "Andy! Stop drinking it isn't helping," CC whined, staring at all the bottles in the trash can. "We are trying to help, do you need anymore pills?" Jinxx looked through kitchen drawers. They were all gone, I had taken them all, maybe three or four at once, "Andy this is dangerous." "Ashley got bailed out yesterday," "Jake has gone to Germany," "My sister got engaged" I didn't care at all, nothing could make me happier right now. I just stared at the black Tv screen with a half empty beer bottle in me hand. I took a swig. "I got a text from Skyler this morning-" CC said, picking up more rubbish in the kitchen counters. I froze "yeah, she's got a job out of town." "Anything else?" I turned around, CC was looking at me, shocked. This was this first time I had talked to them in a while. "Well, she was the one who bailed out Ashley, but she has a boyfriend. His name is Bobby or something, she lives with him now I guess," "I need some smokes," I growled, I got up and put on some dirty sweat-pants off of the floor and the T-shirt that smelt of Sky. I knew exactly where she was. Half an hour or so later, I was at the gas station outside of town, gripping the wheel of my car and glaring in at the window. Was I ready? I got out of the car, stormed into the store and picked up a bottle of brown liquor. Slamming the glass bottle down onto the counter and waiting for the cashier. Out came my brown haired beauty from the door behind the counter. My best friend. "Andy!" She stuttered, looking down at the floor. "Skyler, where have you been? I've been worried sick!" I spat, walking around the counter to hug her. "I'm sorry Andy, I just..." She began crying and pulled me close. This felt good, feeling her once again. I could her heartbeat on my skin, just the sound of her breathing comforted me. I am pretty sure she is my soulmate.
