Losing You

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I looked up to see that my phone had went off. It was Andy. The same Andy that had helped me through all of life's mischiefs. Through his music. I can't say that it was all him, the rest of BVB helped too... But the lyrics in a song really gives it meaning. And I feel that I really connect to him on a lot of levels with this music. I've been working on my own music, lyrics mostly... But I have one song that I finished last night. It's called "Too Afraid to Love". I wrote it because my mother had left me when I was younger. She left me unable to trust... I guess you could call it Paranoia. Anyways, Andy had posted something on Twitter.

"Playing a concert live in Cincinnati, OH on March 12! Get your tickets fast, they're running out quickly. Hopefully I get to meet you, it'd be nice!"

It wasn't directed towards anyone in particular, but I'm thinking just out to his fans. That's my birthday. They're playing on my birthday! I don't have any money though. Sadly there's only a few days so I have to get the money fast. I decided I was going to take a leap of faith and show my courage. I tweeted back:

"Hey @andyblack I want to come, it's my birthday and in the right place, but I don't have to money for it. I'm going to try to raise it. Hope to see you there!"

I looked up and noticed that my hand was shaking. I sat my phone on my bed and whent downstairs to make my breakfast. I looked in the fridge only to see that there was nothing to cook. I whent back upstairs and started to get dressed when my phone buzzed again.

"I wish for the best! Happy birthday, Y/N! Nice to know we're at your convenience, though it'd be great if you could come. By the way, you're very pretty ;)"

Holy shit! Andy fucking Biersack tweeted me back! Wait... Did he say I was pretty? I wasn't expecting that. Maybe he was just saying it to be kind... I'm sure that's what it was. I put a BVB shirt on and some Batman jeggings. I decided to reply, knowing he wasn't going to text me back, but he might read it.

"Thank you so much @andyblack! I'm going to try, I actually am writing a few songs because of the inspiration you've given me. I'll do my best to raise money for it but... If I can't, I hope you have fun!"

I put my phone in my pocket and whent back downstairs. I put everything I needed in my purse. Then I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I felt pretty confident today. Like nothing could bring me down. I mean after talking to your favorite person wouldn't you?

As I was driving down the road, I saw a sign that read "Hot Topic."
I've never been here, but I've heard of it and people say that it's really good.

I decided I was going to stop by, so I pulled into the parking lot and went into the dimly lit store. What I saw made me feel like i was in heaven. There were bands tees, and Accessories, and everything in between. I walked over to the bands section and saw some really cool stuff. From Iron Maiden to Marilyn Mansion, they had a wide variety of choices... I saw a black BVB shirt, and picked it up. I looked at it, and it had a white and grey skull with a black background. It was the coolest thing I've seen in a long time. I decided to buy it.

With thirty dollars left in my hand I went back to my car and drove to the store. I saw people staring at me in strange ways as I walked in, and I'm just assuming it was because of the way i dress. I mean, people would describe it as "EMO" but my personality makes me more of a goth. And people always think were 'depressed suicidal freaks' but not all of us are. I mean, were almost like normal people... Except we like Rock and Metal, and we like the color Black. Well... Not all of us but a lot. I guess the good thing is that we are different. What's the point of fitting in? Its boring. Why would anyone want to be like everyone else? We're rebels. It's what we do.

I walk to the store and bought some eggs, bacon, cheese, sausage, and biscuits. (If you can't have this, just replace it with your favorite food)

After I got back home, I checked my phone and saw that Andy had replied AGAIN. I mean, I'm not disappointed, just... Surprised.

Well good luck! Just know I wish you a happy birthday, and keep up the song writing! It's a good stress reliever. I'm sure you'll do great if you keep working. Have a nice day, I have to work on another song for the new album, but I'll talk to you soon I hope ;)

I'm shocked. I really have to be dreaming. I hear another buzz from my phone and realize that it's my friend, f/n.

Hey girl! Sorry it took me so long. But I got your birthday present! Btw, you are a lucky motherfucker. And just because it took me so long, you're not getting the present until March 10th. Well, it's only the 1st so I guess it's not that long, but yeah. Enjoy not knowing for 10 days and then the extremely long wait afterwards... 😂 Luv u.

That bitch. Haha wow. I honestly have no clue what it could be; she knows I hate secrets!

I get over it and finish making breakfast... Well, I guess it would be considered brunch now, but whatever.

I plop down on the couch and eat my breakfast but turn on SLIPKNOT RADIO all the way up to 39 with surround sound. The neighbors are probably going to call the cops, but I don't care. I choose to live life in the moment and not a second after, nor before.

(WTTPB JUST CAME ON WITHOUT WARNING AND IM BREAKING DOWN)

I finished my food and decided to wash the dishes. I accidentally bent my arm revealing freshly torn open cuts. I ran to get a towel. I'm not that person anymore. I can't be. I need to move on. I press the towel against the cuts and sit on the ground. I start to close my eyes and drift off...