Saviour

Chapter 29.

Lizzie's P.O.V.

Today, Black Veil Brides were going back into the studio to finish their third album, and I’m being dragged along. Andy apparently doesn’t feel safe leaving me by myself just yet, seeing as we still haven’t had a phone call from the Police.

I was sat at the Dinner table, waiting for Andy to finish getting ready, with a glass of Water in front of me. I had my phone out as well, and for the first time in a long time, I was on Twitter, looking at things people were saying. A lot of them were asking me things to do with Andy, something that I wasn’t going to answer. If he isn’t going to tell people, then clearly he wants to it stay private, therefore I’m not going to tell the fans.

“Are you going to eat anything yet?” Andy asked, making me jump.

“Jesus Christ, Andy. You nearly gave me a heart attack.” I said, clutching my chest.

He chuckled and walked over, pecking me on the lips.

“Sorry.” He said once he pulled away. “I’ll ask once again. Have you eaten anything yet?”

I shook my head no.

“Why?”

“I’m not hungry.” I shrugged.

“Come on Lizzie, you heard what the doctor said last week just before he released you.” Andy said, placing some bread in the toaster.

“You need to eat. Your weight is becoming a concern.” He walked back over to me and stood behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders, giving them a slight massage.

“I know. But I’m just not hungry.” I muttered.

“Have one slice of toast.” He said.

I stayed silent.

“For me, please?”

I sighed and nodded my head once.

“Fine.” I grumbled.

Andy chuckled and bent down, kissing my temple before going over to the toaster, where it had just popped up. He placed one slice on a plate and buttered it before handing it to me.

I thanked him and started ripping a bit off and placed it in my mouth, chewing it slowly. I continued doing that until I was on my last bit. By then it was cold. As soon as I finished eating the last bit, I looked up at Andy and saw him watching me.

“There, happy now?” I muttered.

I stood up and placed my plate in the sink and washed my hand before going up the stairs, to grab everything I would need to keep myself entertained while they were all busy in the studio. I went back downstairs, to see Andy still sat at the table, playing with his phone.

“Come on. You’re late enough as it is.” I said.

He looked up and nodded before placing his plate in the sink along with mine and went into the lounge, grabbing his lyric book, cigarettes, keys and everything else he needs. He made his way back over to me, grabbed my hand and led the way out the house and over to his car.

“So what are you guys doing in the studio today?” I asked while Andy was focused on the road.

“Well I wrote some more songs while we were touring. So most likely while CC continues tracking the drums, I’ll sit down with Jake and figure out how these new songs should sound.” Andy said, only taking his eyes off the road for a split second to look at me.

“Cool.” I said, nodding my head.

“Liz, are you alright?” Andy asked, grabbing my hand. “You’ve been a bit off all morning.”