Kissing Fading Scars (FanFiction)

Chapter 28:One And Lonely (Part 2)

Kissing Fading Scars (Spencer Smith/Panic! At The Disco FanFiction)

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Chapter 28:One And Lonely (Part 2)

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*Andromeda's P.O.V.*

Spencer and I flopped down on our bed, exhaused from what happened early today. We went walking through Vegas to see what sights they had before he left for tour. I kicked off my gray Toms and unzipped my jacket, throwing it on the back of a chair. Spencer did the same thing, but unbuttoned a few buttons on his flannel shirt. His hair was slightly messed up from where he took off his hoodie and fell on the bed. "I'm really gonna miss you, baby." I whispered, looking at Spencer's adorable face. Spencer kissed me softly before replying, "I'm going to miss you too, babe." and kissing me again.

I loosely snaked my arms around Spencer's neck, pulling him down on top of me. Spencer deepened the kiss and lifted my lower half, letting me wrap my legs around his waist. He ran one of his hands through my hair before it traveled down my back. Spencer slid his free hand up my shirt and swiftly unclipped my bra straps. I let go of Spencer to take off my shirt and slip out of my strap clip sports bra. After I threw my shirt and bra on the floor, I wrapped my arms back around Spencer's neck. He grabbed the waist of my jeans and tugged them off, not caring that they were inside out. I giggled and unbuttoned the rest of Spencer's shirt as he threw my jeans in the pile of discared clothing, his shirt following close behind.

I pressed Spencer down against the soft, but firm mattress of our bed that we were about to completely destroy. I kissed his lips, across his jawline, down his neck, across his collarbone, down his chest and stomach before stopping at the buckle of his belt. I licked Spencer's stomach causing him to shiver and moan, his blue eyes darkening with lust. I kissed, licked, and bit his skin softly before I finally got his belt buckle undone. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans before ripping them off in no time. I kissed up the fabric of Spencer's boxers before biting the band of them, tugging them off with my teeth. I threw the black material behind me, leaving Spencer completely naked and me only in my boxers.

We got on with it, our moans loud and lustful, not caring how loud they were and who heard them. After God knows how long, Spencer rolled off of me and onto the bed, our bodies covered in dampened sweat. "There," Spencer panted, "Something to remember me bye." I looked at him as he lazily pulled on his boxers. I did the same and put on my sports bra also. "That was amazing." I said, slumping against Spencer's heaving chest. "It always is." I smiled at him before giggling and kissing Spencer softly. He kissed back before turning on the fan and flicking off the lamp, his arms wrapped around my waist. We both fell asleep to the steady rhythm of our breathing.

*A Few Hours Later*

*2 A.M.*

"Baby? Andie, babe. Baby, wake up." I heard Spencer coo. I opened my eyes, seeing Spencer fully dressed, his suitcase beside him. "The bus is here. I have to go now." I nodded and hugged him, standing on my tippy toes, "I love you, okay? Stay safe and kick ass playing drums." I said, pressing my lips to his. "Okay, baby. I love you, too. See you in a few months." I kissed him one more time before he left our bedroom. I looked out the window and saw Brendon, Dallon, Kenneth, and Zack waiting for Spencer. Brendon saw me and waved. I pulled the drapes together, covering my sports bra before waving back and smiling.

Soon, Spencer made it outside and they left. I watched the bus disappear down the street before I fell on the bed, tears running down my face. I cried for about an hour before I took a shower and got dressed. I put on some sweat pants, a crop top, and some socks. My relaxing clothes. I went downstairs where Shotgun and Boba-Fett were sleeping on the couch. I made me some hot chocolate when the doorbell rang. Okay, that's weird. I put Boba-Fett and Shotgun outside before going to answer it. There, in the doorway was Chandler fucking Riggs. Drunk off his ass.

(Okay. I love Chandler Riggs and please don't hate me because of this. Okay, read on)

*Chandler's P.O.V.*

I snuck out of the hotel I was staying at, going to visit Andie and tell her how I felt, hopefully I will win her back and she will dump that stupid drummer prick. I didn't have a car since we all drove here in a van so I had to walk to her house. I was walking when I saw Andie's house. Only one light was on and it was the upstairs bedroom. I saw some shadows cast against the curtains since they were closed. I stepped into the yard, closer to the house, and looked back up at the window. And that's when I heard it, "Oh, Spencer!" I heard Andie moan, followed by a short, lustful scream of pleasure and more moaning. Not just from Andie, but from Spencer as well.

I felt the hot tears flow down my face. I ran down the street, not worried about where I was going. After, I presume, an hour of walking or running, I saw a bar with cars parked around it. I went inside and grabbed some of my cash, slamming it down on the counter in front of the bartender, "Give me your strongest. Make it quick." The bartender nodded, grabbed a shot glass, poured something in it, and slid it to me. I downed the alcohol and immediately cringed at the foul taste and the burning of my throat. After a minute, the burning stopped and my stomach felt warm. "More." I demanded, sliding the shot glass back and putting more money on the counter.

After about an hour of shots of God knows what, I was completely hammered and stumbling out of the bar. I tried to go back to the hotel, but my drunken ass took me somewhere else, Andie's house. There was a bus parked outside of it, Spencer getting in and them driving away. I waited a while in case they came back before staggering into the yard. I tried to act sober and rang the doorbell, hoping Andie would open the door. After a minute, she opened it, dressed in some sweat pants, socks, and a crop top. "Chandler?" Andie asked, slightly stepping back. I stepped into her house, slamming the door behind me.

"Andie. You look...sexy." I slurred, taking a drunken step towards her. Andie backed up, fear slightly flashing onto her dark gray eyes. "I know you love me and not that prick, Spent, or whatever you call him." Andie shook her head as I got closer to her. "No, Chandler. You're just drunk." Andie said, grabbing my arm to throw me out the door. I grabbed her waist and pressed her up against the island counter, slamming my lips against hers. "No." She pleaded against my lips, trying to push me off. "You don't know how long I have wanted this." I said, grabbing her waist and pressing my hips against hers. Andie let out a short scream as she grabbed my hand that wondered up her crop top.

"Chandlerrr." Andie moaned. She wanted me. I knew it. Andie moved, causing us to fall on the floor. I looked in Andie's eyes and saw nothing, but fear. I was a monster. My Andie was afraid of me. I got off of Andie, whispering, "I'm so sorry." and running out the door.

*Andromeda's P.O.V.*

Before I could say 'Screw you' and slam the door in Chandler's face, he came inside, closing the door roughtly behind him. Chandler took a wobbly step towards me, slurring, "Andie. You look...sexy." I backed up, scared at what Chandler was planning to do. "I know you love me and not that prick, Spent, or whatever you call him." Chandler growled, getting closer to me. I shook my head, "No, Chandler. You're just drunk." I said, grabbing his arm and pulling hum towards the front door. Chandler grabbed me and cornered me by the island counter, roughly kissing me.

"No." I pleaded, trying to push Chandler off, but he was too strong. "You don't know how long I have wanted this." What the hell is that suppost to mean? Chandler grabbed my waist and painfully rammed his hips onto mine, making me let out a whimper. I felt his hand slide up my shirt and roughly grasp one of my breasts. I screamed a short scream before I pleaded, "Chandlerrr." Chandler made a moaning sound as I moved to the corner of the island, making us fall on the floor. I looked up at Chandler, the monster. I guess he sobered up because he whispered, "I'm so sorry." before running out of the house.

I pressed my back up against a wall, sobbing hysterically. I moved my red hair out of my face and just cried, letting it all out. Sooner or later, after I cried out everything I could, I fell asleep on the floor.

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