Cheater (Kellin Quinn & Andy Biersack)

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(Kellin's P.O.V.~)

I walked through the door of my house, and closed the door behind me. I had just returned from tour, and I'm so happy to be home. I've been with my boyfriend Andy now for 8 months, and everything's been awesome. It kinda sucks sometimes though, cause we're both in really popular bands, and we tour a lot, so we don't get much time together. But we try to make the best of it when we are together. "Andy? I'm home!" I called out. Not getting a response. 'That's strange' I thought. 'He's usually down here watching Batman.' I took small steps forward, trying to see if I can find him anywhere. I saw something at the foot of the stairs, and when I got closer, I saw it was a shirt. It had the Batman symbol on it, so it was definitely Andy's. I heard something upstairs, and figured he was up there. I walked up the stairs and as I got closer to the room we shared, I heard a moan.

I quickly opened up our bedroom door and my heart broke into a million pieces. Andy was lying on his back, completely naked, with another guy, sucking his dick. They both look up, and my heart broke again when I saw the other guy was Ashley Purdy...The bassist for his band. Andy's eyes went wide and he turned white as a ghost, even though he's incredibly pale. "K-Kellin..Baby, i-it's not what it-" "Fuck you, Andrew." I hissed, slamming the door shut, and bolting downstairs. I ignored Andy calling my name as I ran out of the house, and kept running. I ran for almost two blocks before stopping in front of an a building to catch my breath. I sat on the ground up against a wall of the building, and cried my eyes out. How could he do this to me? After all the shit we've been through!

I'm done with him..I'm so fucking done!

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( 3 Weeks Later~)

"Kellin?" The barista called, informing me, my coffee was ready. "Yep." I called, walking up to the counter. She handed me my coffee and I thanked her, walking away towards the door. It's been three weeks since I caught Andy cheating on me. I broke up with him and he's not letting go. He's left me tons of calls and texts, but I've never responded to them. I've read the texts though. Just stuff like 'Please baby, let me explain' 'I'm so sorry for hurting you :'(' 'I need to see you', and shit like that. Well I he's so sorry, then why the fuck did he cheat on me with one of his best friends?! I shook the thought of him out of my head, and walked out of the Starbucks, making the shirt journey back to home, where I can be alone and not think about him.

When I got there, I unlocked the door, and walked through the door. I closed and locked the door behind me, and sighed. I set my coffee down on a table and turned to go towards the kitchen, when an arm wrapped around my waist and a hand clamped over my mouth. I tried to scream, but the sound was muffled by the persons hand. Next thing I know, I'm pushed up against the wall, and staring into the eyes of my cheating ex boyfriend. He let go as said "I'm sorry for scaring you, I just...I needed to talk to you."

"IF I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU THEN, WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I'LL TALK NOW?!" I yelled. I was livid. In less than a month, the dude cheated on me, and broke into my house! Of course I was angry! "How the hell did you even get in here, anyway?" I asked, trying to cool down. He rummaged around in his pocket until he pulled out a single key, and held it out. "You made a spare for me, remember?" Oh right..I totally forgot about that.."Well, I want it back! You don't need it anymore!" I said, trying to snatch the key from his hand. He held it high above my head, knowing I was too short to reach it...Damn my penguin size.

"Give it back, asshole!" I demanded. He just shook his head and said "Not until you let me explain." I sighed and asked "What's there to explain, Andy?! I caught you cheating on me with one of you friends! That's pretty clear, enough for me!" I went to move, but he put his hand on my shoulder and pinned me up against the wall.

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