It's A Love Fight (Jayy/Andy)

Chapter 9

//Okay, quick note before I begin. I know it's been a while since I updated this. I lost all inspiration for it. However I am going to be starting updates again. I am going to finish this story the way it started, Jayy and Andy. The other ships will be mentioned some but this story is going back to where is started. It won't be as long as originally planned but I really just wanna finish it up. So here you go, It's A Love Fight//

*Jayy*

I yawned and sat in the kitchen watching Dawn talk to Jaime. When Dahvie walked by she didn't even glance his way. It was no secret that his girlfriend had cheated on him, the bitch broke my Dahvie-boo. I just thought that Dawn would have made a move by now.

When I saw her hang up the phone I quickly grabbed her attention, "So what's up with you and Jaime?" 

She smiled and looked up at me, "I think I've fallen for a Mexican." 

I laughed, "You, Ash, and Jey." 

She giggled and nodded before standing up and leaving. Jey and Mike were finally together, now Dawn had Jaime, and Ash and Vic were head over heels for each other. The only couple having problems was me and Andy.

He was still acting weird about being with a guy. He still refused to listen to my music or watch our sets. And even if he denied it, I know the raping had affected him. Tour would end in a week and I didn't know if he would even want to be with me after that.

"Babe, " Andy sat down on my lap pulling me from my thoughts.

" Hey, " I smiled wrapping my arms around him.

"What's wrong?"  he murmured in that deep voice of his.

I sighed softly and laid my head against his chest. Should I tell him I love him? Maybe he would stay if I did. But what if he left?

"Andy, I... I love you." I breathed and squeezed my eyes closed.

"I love you too Jayy." he whispered. I felt his lips on my head and I couldn't help but smile. I tightened my arms around him and giggled to myself.

"Andy, will you please watch one of our sets? You might actually like it. Please." I begged and looked up at him with puppy eyes.

He sighed and nodded causing me to squeal a little. Totally manly squeal!

I kissed him over and over grinning huge. He laughed and held my face trying to calm me down. I just grinned up at him to happy to care that I was acting like a five year old.

"I gotta go get ready." I said and jumped up knocking him to the ground and ran to the back of the bus.

An hour later I emerged ready. My hair and makeup was done perfectly, my shirt wasn't actually a shirt, it was more like a bunch of straps held together by metal rings. I was wearing tight shorts with the usual chains attached showing the few leg tattoos I had.

I grinned as I walked into the venue, fans were lined up outside and I was ready for the show. My amazing boyfriend would be watching so I had to do my absolute best. I saw Dahv and pranced over to him.

" You ready man? " I asked as we waited beside the stage. He nodded but didn't look very convincing. He would do though and no one would question him.

The stage manager called for us to go on stage and the lights went down. A strobe flashed every couple of seconds and some crazy dramatic drums sounded. The whole thing seemed pretty dark compared to how most people saw us.

I slipped out onto the stage and screams filled the venue. Dahvie appeared a second later and the strobes began to pulse as Damaged began to play. The next hour was spent on dancing and singing all over the stage. Bras and panties kept being thrown out to the stage and I picked one up between songs and looked in the direction it had come from.