Adopted [BVB/Andy Biersack]

Chapter 3

'You alright?' Andy mimed , trying not to get the attention of the other guys. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Can I talk to you , Imogen?" I nodded my head and stood up. Fuck. What do I say? Do I tell him? "Are you okay? You've barely ate anything!" I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. There was a tingling on my cheek. I guess I'm crying. "Imogen, are you-um-anore-" I fell to my knees , making Andy stop mid-sentence. He kneeled down next to me and engulfed me in a hug.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"Sorry? You don't need to be sorry!" Ashley spoke up. All the guys were surrounding us. Great ! I didn't even want Andy to know , now they all know. "Should I start packing now or tomorrow?" I asked. "Why would you be packing?" Jake asked. I sighed and wiped my eyes. "Well, a couple adopted me last month. I thought it was going great , but then they found out I was bulimic , then they found out I was anorexic and they took me back." I could feel them all staring at me. I started scratching the cuts on my wrist. "Imogen, no one is going to take you back. Okay? I love you!" I faked a smile at Andy , as long as he's not suspicious , I'm good. Well , define good I guess. I started to feel the blood coming from one of the cuts I just re-opened. "I-um- I need the toilet?" Andy told me the directions to the bathroom. I thanked him and walked away.

I locked the bathroom door and rolled up my sleeve. I felt the shakiness in my breath. I looked in the mirror at myself. Ugh. Look at me. I'm a mess. I looked back down at my cuts. What am I doing? I finally have a family and I'm fucking it up.

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I rolled onto my side and looked at my phone. 2:45AM. I sighed and got out of bed. Where am I supposed to go? I barely know my way around the house. I sat on my windowsill and stared at the stars. They looked beautiful in America. I know that they're the same stars back in England , but they look different. They have a different sort of shine.

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Andy's POV

I knocked on Imogen's door. I hope she's okay , after what happened yesterday. "Imogen?" I walked in and saw her on the windowsill asleep. Aww! I gently shook her shoulder. "Imogen?" I whispered. She groaned and tried to turn around. "The guys and I wanna talk to you." "Okay." She mumbled. She sat up and smiled. "Good morning," I whispered to her, "go get dressed and then come downstairs." I kissed her head and walked out her room.

Imogen's POV **20 minutes later**

I started walking downstairs to see what the guys wanna talk to me about. I decided on wearing some black jeans , black Vans and my Mötley Crüe t-shirt with my black jacket. Andy motioned for me to sit next to him on the couch. When I sat down Andy put his hand over mine. "Imogen, is there anything else you need to tell us , other than your anorexia and bulimia?" Jinxx asked. Wait , how'd they know I was- oh. Last night. I told them. I fucking told them. I shook my head 'no'. Andy squeezed my hand. "Imogen, are you sure?" I nodded my head and went to stand up when Ashley placed a hand on my leg to stop me getting up. "Depression? Social Anxiety? Self-harm?" Alice said , reading from some paper. Alice is basically the head of the adoption centre thing. "What about those ? Were you just going to ignore them?" I just stared at her. Why is she here? "I-I don't know," I mumbled. "Okay, maybe it was a bad idea not to tell them. But I would've eventually told them!" My voice was all shaky. "Maybe you should leave," CC spoke up. "Leave? You called me here! How am I supposed to know she's safe?" She doesn't give a fuck about me. "Safe? You don't care about me! You just don't like seeing me happy! You wanted Ellie to be adopted instead of me , didn't you?" She turned and walked out the door. "Who's Ellie?" Jake asked. I explained to them that Ellie was the girl that always tells people that I self-harm for attention.

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Hii c:

This is such a crappy update ugh.

And it's really short. It's just that I have and idea and I'm thinking about putting this 1 or 2 months ahead? Comment what you think , or if you have any ideas (I'll give you credit ) c:

-Annalise