Chapter 5

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Raven's POV

I walked with Andy to his car. It was silent until we got to my car. I handed him the keys and took a seat in the passenger side.

"Are you okay?" He asked when he started driving.

"Yeah." I whispered.

"I never seen you this upset..." He sighed.

"I like to hide my emotions." I shrugged.

"Okay..." He nodded. "I'm going to collect Elsa. I'll take you home and then start funeral arrangements. I already went to the church and have a date set for Friday..."

"Okay." I nodded. "Have you heard from dad?"

"No, but I have heard from a social worker."

"What's going to happen?"

"They are going to explain everything to dad. They want him to take you two to England and stay with him."

"I don't want to leave."

"I know. I asked about any other options, and they said that I could have you, but it'll mean that I have to give up the band."

I shook my head. "No way am I making you do that. You've worked so hard to get were you are, and I'm not give it up."

"Okay..." He nodded.

We arrived at the school and both of us walked into the the reception. The young lady at the desk looked at Andy and looked as if she was going to faint.

"Y-you're Andy Biersack." She stuttered. "From Black Veil Brides. Oh my gosh, I'm a huge fan."

"Thank you." Andy smiled.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I'm here to collect my sister." He explained.

"Sure, what's her name?" She smiled.

"Elsa Biersack." Andy smiled back.

"I'll get her for you now." The lady walked away, so me and Andy took a seat by the desk. A few minutes later Elsa came in with the lady. She looked sad at first, but then saw Andy, and her face lit up.

"Andy!" She screamed and ran to him.

He stood up and hugged up. "I've missed you."

We said thank you to the lady and left.

The rest of the week was me and Andy arranging our mothers funeral. Elsa helped as well, she chose the flowers and the cards. I wrote a song for Andy and asked him and his band mates to record it. He did, and it was the song that we were going to use at the funeral. We invited close friends and family, plus anyone who knew to pay their respects. All I could hope was that this would be the best send off we could give to out mom.

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