This Skeleton Boy -Andy Biersack-

Chapter Five:"Just Tonight"

Note:As you can tell from the title, something exciting is bound to happen! But I won't tell you what :) The outfit in the sidebar is what Ruthy is wearing. Oh, not to sound rude but there's A LOT of cursing, so if you don't like that then don't read it XDD

"But Just Tonight I won't leave

I'll lie & you'll believe

Just Tonight I will see

It's all because of me"

      It took me until 7:30 to realize that I didn't know where Andy's house was. I also didn't have his number so I was completely fucked. Not to mention I was freezing my ass off from the wind blowing through the holes in my sweater. Luckily, I was smart enough to remember the name of the street I was attacked on & walked back there, keeping my distance from park: A.K.A The Rape Dungeon. Not soon enough, I came to a house & of course, that damn black, Cadillac Eldorado was in the driveway. Imagines of the car, & Andy's emotionless face stained my brain.

What am I doing? After all the Hell he put me through, am I really doing this? I was about to make my escape, until-

    "Ruthy?" Damn, so close. Andy was standing in the doorway looking as gorgeous as ever. Er, I mean, aw forget it. I smiled poorly & walked up the steps, right into Andy's embrace. His arms were around my waist just as they were this afternoon &....that night.  That night, came flooding back like a tidal wave. I pulled away, unable to meet his beautiful blue-eyed gaze.He didn't say anything nor did he look my way. Without a word, we walked into his house. It looked nice, despite the fact there were papers & other things scattered all over the floor.

    "I- I didn't have time to clean up." Andy ran a nervous hand through his hair, causing a mass to fall, like a black veil covering half of his face.

    "Andy, I'm not interested in your messy house," I said, crossing my arms, "I'm interested in what you wanted to tell me. After all, that's why I'm here isn't it?" He arched an eyebrow & grinned. What was so funny? I'm being serious, damn it! I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

     "Fine, if you won't tell me then I'll leave." Shoving past him, I reached for the doorknob. In a flash, he gripped my wrist & spun me around, pinning me against the wall. Andy leaned in & pressed his forehead against mine. When I met his eyes, I saw something flash in them, something wild & determined. Automatically, as if I had been doing it all my life, I found myself straining up towards him, wrapping my arms around his neck as his arms slipped around my waist, pulling me against him. The feel of his body against mine made me dizzy, & I had to cling to him to keep from swaying more than I already was.

He grinned at me, something like triumph, smiling in his playful gaze. "Do you really think I'm going to let you leave?" He asked teasingly.

“No.” I whispered, surprised.

"At least, not without a kiss goodnight anyway." He was serious now, but his playful gaze was still there. I blushed, suddenly embarrassed. I had no choice, right? Right? God, I don't know anymore.

   Andy leaned in, & then he was kissing me, hard. His mouth explored mine ravenously, like he was searching for something—but I didn’t know what. He tasted like whiskey & cigarettes, & his kiss was nearly overwhelming. His hands ran up my back, pressing against my shoulder blades, pressing me even closer to him before they moved up along my shoulders, my neck, & into my hair. After all this time, I could hardly believe this was happening. Could hardly believe that I was kissing Andy—the boy who broke my heart after one night of making love. When he finally pulled back, he did so slowly, keeping our mouths in contact of each other as long as he could before retreating enough to look into my eyes.