Beastly || Andy Biersack

Twenty Seven ♡

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Andrew ticked his jaw and held his eyes focused on me. I could hear a growl rumbling inside of him. I quickly looked from him to the staircase and swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat. Taking a deep breath, I got up and ran to the staircase.

Before I even reached the bottom step he was in front of me. I collided with his chest and fell back onto the floor, banging my head against it. Andrew stared down at me with a hungry gaze and his mouth hung open. He took a step forward and I scrambled back. My heart was beating outside of my chest at this point.

"Long time no see." Andrew growled.

I stayed silent. My eyes frantically looked around for something near me— a knife, a trophy, anything that could hit him. Andrew tilted his head to the side, baring his fangs at me as he whispered, "I can smell that blood from miles away darling. You have no idea how hard Andy had to push me down and prevent me from not coming out and ripping your throat out."

I continued to scramble backwards until I felt something cold touch my hand. Stopping myself, I felt around it and made it out to be the TV remote. Carefully I slid it into my hand, keeping it behind me as I watched Andrew get into a crouching position.

"Now, it's time to eat." Andrew snarled.

"Eat this you ass." I shouted. Grabbing the remote firmly, I whipped t at his face. It didn't take long for him to catch it with ease. He held it up with one hand, his eyes focused on the remote, as he asked me, "Did you really think that would work, darling?"

"No, but this might." His eyes flicked over to me and watched as my foot collided hard with his face. A straight shot to the nose. Andrew fell back and clutched at his nose as he yelled out a few curse words. I quickly scrambled to my feet and dashed past him, taking the stairs two at a time as I went up.

"You fucking bitch!" He called after me.

I got to the last step and slammed the door shut behind me. Quickly thinking, I dragged a chair over and propped it underneath the door handle. I heard Andrew stomping up the steps and quickly ran down the hall. I stopped at the front door and patted my pockets.

Where the fuck are my keys? I thought to myself. Just then I heard a big crash and spun around to reveal the door swung open. Andrew stepped out and looked around, and I quickly dashed up the staircase. I heard him yell after me and follow with his heavy foot steps.

I skidded to a stop in his room and shut the door. The door let out a soft click! as I locked it, and I quickly shoved one of his small tables underneath the knob. I could hear him stomping down the hall. What was I supposed to do? If I stayed here, I'd be his dinner.

Then I saw the window. I quickly ran to it and pried it open. It took all my strength to get this window open considering how old and worn out it must have been. I slid it up just enough for me to slide under. Slipping out onto the small roof, I pushed it down with all my might just as the bedroom door swung open, hitting hard against the wall.

Quickly I pressed my body against the wall, not wanting to be seen by him. I shimmied my body slowly across the roof, getting farther and farther from the window. I could hear him throwing things and yelling, "Where are you!"

I leaned forward. The drop wasn't very high, however to me it was awful because of my horrible fear of heights. I took a deep breath and glanced back at the window. Then, a loud roar sounded, and that's when I shut my eyes and jumped. It was a quick fall and a hard land on my feet, causing me to tumble a bit.