Andy Biersack.... My Step-Brother? (An Andy Biersack Love Story)

Chapter 24: Andy

A/N: so it's been around 4 years since I last updated, and honestly I completely forgot this existed. After reading through the whole story again, I feel like I should continue writing it. Even though it's something I started when I was 14 and I'm 20 now, thinking about that sounds odd for me to want to do this, but I'd like to think my writing skills aren't completely crap. Anyways please enjoy chapter 24.

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     I couldn't sleep that night, or any night after that. I tried my damn hardest but I couldn't stop thinking about it. What did he do to her? And why couldn't I hear her?She she try to stop him? Why am I so dense that I couldn't even tell that she was in trouble. I took a deep breath, my thoughts were overwhelming me.
     I turned to my left and there she was, sleeping like a princess. At least she was able to get some sleep after that night. But it's been days since and it still continues to linger in my mind. Why couldn't I move on? I swear, nothing ever seems to go right anymore. My life feels like it's completely spiraling downhill. But at least I had her. At least she would be there for me even if no one else was. She's one of a kind. And I couldn't be more thankful.

      Ring. Ring. Ring.

       I turned off my alarm and headed down stairs to cook some breakfast. "6am, right on time." I grab everything I needed from the fridge in order to create my feast of a breakfast. I heard footsteps coming down the hall.
     "Good morning." Said Rebecca while rubbing her eyes.
     "What's for breakfast?" I could tell she was ready to eat by the look in her eye.
     "Oh nothing special. Just the biggest and most delicious breakfast you'll ever eat in your life!" I yelled in a maniacal voice. 
     "Oh goodie! You know exactly what I like." She went to in for a kiss but she siked me out and stole a piece of bacon instead.
     "Hey! No eating until I'm finished, you know the rules." She laughed. It was so good to hear her laugh.
     "So... I thought we should talk about the CC situation." She said calmly while eating her bacon. I dropped my spatula. "Don't you think kicking him out of the band was a bit too much?"
     "Look, after what he did to you I couldn't have someone like that in our band Becca, you know that." She sighed.
      "But I cant confirmed nor deny those accusations that you said! I told you, I don't remember." I finished making the scrambled eggs. Probably added way too much cheese.
     "B, you know what he did, there was evidence all over the room. I couldn't sit there and not do anything about it."

     I caught my breath and sighed. I don't understand how she could say that. Why did she not want justice for what he did to her?
     "B-"
     "Andy, I want to deal with it my way. Meaning, I'm going to take control. I don't want you meddling in and screwing things up. Got it?" I nodded. "Just please be careful." She scoffed. "Have you met me?" I rolled my eyes.

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     After eating breakfast, this rest of the morning was completely silent. Becca barely talked to me, she was in our room all day, doing who knows what. Maybe I am overreacting, but maybe I'm not. I grabbed my phone and called Ashley.

     "Hey man, what's up?" I heard his voice through the phone's speaker.
     "Hey, could we go to the studio today? Just you and me?"
     "Is this your way of asking me out on a date? Oh, Biersack I thought you'd never ask!" I laughed and he hung up. I left to the bathroom to get ready and headed out. I walked into the recording studio and there Ashley was sitting on the couch.
     "Well, well, well, look who we have here." I rolled my eyes, "Dude I invited you here."
     "I know, I'm just messing with you man, live a little." He chuckled. "So why did you summon me sir?" I rubbed my neck. "Did she bring up CC again?"
     I hate that this has effected more than Becca and myself, but now the band and possibly the future of our drummer. Would he go to jail for this?
     "She did. And I don't know what I'm supposed to do as the 'supportive boyfriend'." I said using air quotes.
     "Well I'm sure she doesn't appreciate how over protective you can be sometimes." Ashley sighed. "You know man, sometimes just leaving her alone to make her own decisions shows you care."
     "But it doesn't excuse what CC did to her. He kept her in his room without an escape, drugged her, and did god only knows what else!" Ashley could tell I was becoming hysterical. "Andy, I know it's not okay, and she knows it's not okay, but at the end of the day it's her choice."

Knock. Knock. Knock.

     Both our heads moved to the direction of the door. "Did you invite someone?" I asked, but Ashley shook his head 'no'. Who would be here at the studio? The door began to slowly open and Ashley's eyes began to widen. Both of us started thinking of objects we could us to defend us. But then we heard a subtle cough.
     "Could I come in? I hope I'm not interrupting anything." That voice sounded familiar but more like a vague memory.
     "Sure." I answered. As the door opened, I could slowly see who it was.
     "And who the hell invited you here?" Ashley said as he crossed his arms.
     "Look, I'm not here for trouble. I just have something that you'd want to hear." It was Nixon, Becca's old pal. "Chill Ashley." I reassured him.
     "What can I do for you?" I said.
     "Well, a couple days ago Becca called me but I didn't answer and so she left a voicemail. Which I figured maybe she wanted to do something this weekend. But as I started listening to it, well, let's just say... it's... um... graphic."
     I could feel my head thumping so loudly I couldn't hear Nixon's voice anymore, my hands formed into fists, I could feel the slightest beads of sweat falling down my forehead. This crosses the line. This threw everything in the fucking garbage. I was beyond angry. I was beyond caring for what Rebecca wanted. I couldn't stand by and listen to that voicemail for another second. I needed answers, and if Rebecca doesn't like it, well, to hell with it all! She needs someone to protect her, she deserves justice for gods sake! If putting CC's head on a stake and watching him suffer is what I have to do.

Then. So. Be. It.