To Die For (Sequel To Lost It All) {5} [COMPLETED]

Chapter 131

Chapter 131

Andy's POV

*Six Months Later*

"Hun! I'm home!" I called, closing the door with my foot, my hands filled with grocery bags. "Jessica?" I questioned. She's been really sick lately as a result of her cancer and is too weak to walk so she hasn't walked in quite a while. I've had to help feed her since she lost the ability to do that as well. Her speech has started to slur slightly but I'm still able to understand her. I knew the end was near, but I wasn't ready. I wasn't ready to be alone again. I couldn't. I kept her wishes and didn't take her to the hospital as I saw her health deteriorating. Since she couldn't get out of bed, I expected at least a hello, but the house was silent. My heart skipped a beat and I dropped the groceries, running into our bedroom to see her laying in bed, body limp.

"Jessica!" I exclaimed, running to her side of the bed. I put my ear to her mouth and heard very shallow, slow breathing. "Jessica, Jessica baby, wake up." I said, shaking her, tears filling my eyes. She turned her head and barley opened her eyes. "Jessica, oh my god." I said, hugging her.

"A-Andeeee." She said, licking her lips. Her voice was so weak.

"Yes honey?"

"I lu you." She said.

"I'm going to call 911." I said, grabbing my phone but she reached out and grabbed my arm with a weak grip.

"No." She said, shaking her head. "Just let me go." She said, a single tear rolling down her cheek. "I'm ready."

"Wait, let me call your kids." I said, picking my phone up again.

"Andy, it hurts."

"I'm not ready Jessica."

"Yes you are. I lu you Andy. I will always lu you." She said. I leaned down and kissed her. She gave me a weak kiss back and I held her hand as she closed her eyes.

"I love you too Jessica." I said as I watched her chest move up and down two more times before it stopped. I sat and looked at her for about five minutes, waiting for another breath to go through her body. I couldn't believe she was gone. She's not, it's impossible.  I let go of her hand and it hung off the bed limply. I sat on the ground and cried for another five minutes, not knowing what to do now.

I picked up my phone and called Brandon.

"Dad?"

"J-Jessica died." I sobbed.

"Oh my god dad, I'm so sorry." He said.

"I-I don't know what to do. Should I call her kids or 911 first?"

"Call her kids and see what they want. They may want to see their mother not in a hospital setting. I know mom would have wanted to die at home and I would've felt better with her dying in her own bed."

"Okay."

"Do you need me to come over?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll be right over." He said and hung up. I decided to call Taylor first. I pressed his contact and put the phone to my ear. After a few rings, he answered.

"Hey Andy." I sniffed and cleared my throat, trying my best to not sound like I was crying.

"Hey, uh, your mom passed."

"Oh my god, seriously."

"Yeah. I was wondering if you guys wanted to see her before I call 911 or after they take her." I said and he sighed. I heard him sniff and I knew he was crying.

"I guess I want to see her before you call 911." He said, his voice cracking. "Oh my god, have you told Amanda yet?"

"No, I figured I should call you first."

"Yeah, good call." He said. We were both thinking the same thing, Amanda was going to freak out. "I don't trust her to drive so I'm going to go pick her up and tell her in the car."

"Sounds good, I'll see you in a few."

"Alright bye."

"Bye." I said as I heard my front door close.

"Dad!"

"In here!" I called, scooting myself to the wall and leaning against it. Brandon walked in and sat down next to me.

"Hey." He said.

"How the fuck does this happen to me? How do I outlive two wives. How does my world come crashing down around me twice. How do I have such bad fucking luck? Why can't I ever just be fucking happy?"

"Dad, it's okay. You've got a family, and now a step family, here to support you and be around you. You're not alone." He said, squeezing my hand.

"Thanks Brandon." I said with a slight smile. Suddenly, I heard the front door open again and heard a bloody murder screech echo throughout the house.

"Andy!" Taylor called.

"Can you go get them?" I asked Brandon and he nodded. He stood up and walked out of the room. I moved Jessica's hand that was hanging off the bed back onto the bed to make her look more peaceful. Brandon led a sobbing Amanda and a puffy eyed Taylor into the room where they laid their eyes on their dead mother.

"Oh my god." Taylor said.

"MOMMY!" Amanda screamed, dropping to her knees.

"I got her." Brandon said to Taylor, allowing him to come to Jessica's side. He stroked her hair and grabbed her hand.

"I love you mom." I heard him say through Amanda's sobs. I wiped away the tears that were falling from my eyes, looking down at the ground. I saw a pair of legs in front of me and looked up to see they belonged to Taylor. He got on his knees and bit his lip.

"Andy, thank you for everything. Thank you for giving my mom a second chance at love and thank you for taking care of her these last fifteen years or so that you guys have been married, and even before that. I'm so grateful that you came into our lives and I hope we don't stop talking just because our connection is gone. I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to been my mom's husband and you've been the best step dad I could ever ask for. Thank you so much Andy, I love you."

"I love you too Taylor." I said, wiping my eyes. "You're my family now, you can't get rid of me." I said and we both chuckled.

"Good." He said. Amanda eventually calmed down and went to see her mom, talking to her for a bit before I was able to call 911. 

"911, what's your emergency?" The dispatcher asked.

"My name is Andrew Biersack and my wife, Jessica Biersack just died." I said, my voice cracking.

"How did she die, Mr. Biersack?" She asked.

"She had Glioblastoma."

"I'll send a crew over right away." She said and I thanked her, giving my address. I hung up and the four of us sat and waited until I heard a knock on the door. Taylor went to get answer it and the paramedics followed him back in. They moved Jessica onto the gurney and loaded her into the ambulance. 

Well, time to make funeral arrangements.

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