Sorry Won't Stitch These Wounds ~ Andy Biersack Fan Fiction

Chapter 5 - My Escape

*SO I SHOULD HAVE ADDED A NOTE TO THE BEGINNING OF THIS CHAPTER TO CLEAR UP THE CONFUSION A LITTLE BIT... THIS CHAPTER IS PRETTY MUCH UNEDITED AT THE MOMENT, SO WHAT YOU READ HERE DOESN'T REALLY GO WITH THE STORYLINE OF THE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS. FEEL FREE TO READ THE UNEDITED CHAPTERS WHILE THEY'RE STILL HERE, BUT SOON THEY WILL BE EDITED AND FIT TO THE NEW STORYLINE :) THANKS!*

I had no idea where I was going but there was no way in hell that I would ever turn back now. I wasn't the type of person to show defeat easily. I just kept on running. The building was one storied and wasn't that big anyway. How hard could it be to find a door with my own name on it? Evidently, it was nearly impossible. After the endorphins kicked in, I started to calm down. What was wrong with me? Today I had such a temper! I followed signs to the small reception to find my tour manager sat lazily on a chair, sipping black coffee while reading a newspaper. It took 5 minutes for him to realise that I was stood directly in front of him. I didn't want to ruin his concentration.

"Oh, Hi there Nat" he said folding the newspaper neatly and placing it in his lap.

"Hey John" I said "Do you have any idea where our dressing rooms are?" I examined the cold looking room waiting for his response.

He fumbled around in his coat pocket and brought out two keys. He carefully placed them in my hands "You and Jack will have to share, and Ryan and Tom have the room next door" He smiled stroking his whitish blonde hair. "Oh, and your room should be on the first corridor"

I smiled as I turned to walk out, "Thank you!" I called back.

How did I manage to miss my dressing room?! It was the only room with a green door on the whole corridor! The rest were just black or white. I was about to unlock the door when I decided to see who was on the same corridor. I strolled down the hall casually. Ryan and Tom were next door, of course. As my eyes drifted from door to door I found that there was many amazing bands that would be staying so close to me.

There was Falling In Reverse, Glamour Of The Kill, Sleeping With Sirens, Motionless In White and... Black Veil Brides. Ashley and Jake seemed like really nice and sincere guys... but Andy, I haven't quite figured him out so this could be a good or bad idea. As for the other two in the band... I hadn't seen them anywhere yet.

I walked back along the hallway, dragging my shoes along the patterned carpets. I loved the feel my converses gave and they sunk slightly into the carpets. I pushed the key into the door and unlocked it carefully. I threw my keys on the floor while shutting the door gently behind me. The room was very similar to the main room I had recently been in. I found myself trudging towards the window. I lifted a blind with my finger, to peek out slightly. More rain had blessed us. Hopefully, the rain would be over before the shows start tomorrow.

My phone interrupted my thoughts. I removed it from my pocket and turned it on silent without even attempting to see the text. I crept over to the mirror that filled most of one wall. A pretty, innocent face stared back. My black hair had little waves in it, probably from the rain. Black eyeliner and luscious lashes defined my hazel eyes that I tried so hardly to hide behind.

Even though it was Andy that broke my guitar or caused it to break, I still felt guilty for some reason. Personally, I don't think I blew it out of proportion at all. That guitar meant the world to me, It was the thing that I went to when I needed comforting. I would just have to write a sorrowful melody and I'd feel like everything was okay again. Now, I can't use it anymore. Still staring into the mirror, I figured that I needed to sort out myself and my behaviour. I didn't hurt people intentionally. I just act way too seriously at times.

I pulled my weak and tired body over to the soft leather couch. I yawned loudly and lay on it, trying to get comfortable. I removed my hoodie and placed it over me like a blanket. For once today, I felt safe and peaceful. I felt like I had just made my big escape into the world alone and for the first time, I found a refuge. And that refuge was my dreams.