Sorry Won't Stitch These Wounds ~ Andy Biersack Fan Fiction

Chapter 21 - If You Can't Hang

I pulled the door shut reluctantly, letting the quietness of the corridor overpower me. There was no sign of life - it seemed - apart from the quiet sound of heavy music coming from within one of the many dressing rooms. This day had been a disaster. It definitely was not what it seemed to be in my head. I thought that my worst experience here would be getting bottled or thrown off the stage but even I was beginning to doubt this.

My mind ran over my conversation with Andy as I let my back slouch against his door making sure I made no sound whatsoever. By the time, I had thought for too long. I was sat on the coloured carpet with my legs sprawled out in front of me. My back tingled excitedly as it pressed against the cold metal door. My eyes were fixated on one point on the wall and slowly but surely I was drifting away into my world of nightmares.

* "You're a walking disaster!" Came an angry voice which matched to Zac's raging face. "No one deserves to be plagued with you!" he grabbed me by the arm and shook me like I weighed nothing at all. "You're worthless, no one needs you" he shouted. *

The words swarmed gravely around my brain like a legion of flies that just wouldn't go away. Other voices interrupted the story and I'm sure they weren't there before.

"What's going on?" I heard myself mutter faintly. I sounded so far away, so distant yet I heard the other voices clearly.

"It's okay Natasha" A man's voice uttered in between Zac's verbal abuse that still filtered my mind. This voice was so familiar, so distinctive.

"Kellin?" I questioned, almost pleading to get out of this insane nightmare.

"It's okay we're here" came a different voice. My body felt so numb yet I still felt the hands that wrapped around my arms, tugging and yanking me back and forth to get me out of this strange comatose.

The voices in my head finally gave in and silenced my demons. Rubbing my eyes in confusion, my sight started to become clearer. As I pulled my hands away, I revealed two men knelt in front of me, taking up most of the width of the deserted corridor. Christian was to the right of me, his hand rested carelessly on my kneecap. The other man was to the left of me, holding my arm loosely.

He had chocolate brown eyes, so dark that it was dangerous to stare too deeply. Shoulder length black hair that had the tiniest waves in places. Something unforgettable was his smile. Perfect white teeth unveiled as his lips placed into a stomach tingling smile. I was right, It was Kellin Quinn ;)

"She knows me?" he murmured, dropping his jaw in awe. For a few minutes my eyes jumped back and forth between Christian and Kellin as they whispered to each other, thinking I was still dazed and couldn't hear them.

"Guys-" I stammered impatiently, proving I was fully conscious.

"Who doesn't know you?" Christian muttered to Kellin in a rather sarcastic tone, turning to face me. Kellin finished by pulling a face when Christians back was turned, causing me to laugh.

Christian shut me up by sending out a cold icy glare as he helped me to my feet impatiently. "You have no right to laugh when you hurt Andy that way" he mumbled looking away from me.

"This is none of your business, stop bigging your ego up by involving yourself in things that don't concern you" I returned the glare with a smile of sarcasm, "If your head gets any bigger it'll explode" I exaggerated, pushing myself away from him.

"Hypocrite" he accused, turning to follow me as he caught hold of my wrist.

"Christian" I gave in looking to the carpeted floor, "I don't want to argue with you... I don't want to lose Andy, but I definitely do not want to lose you" I whispered, feeling Christian's grip loosen gradually.

"You're right" he mumbled, "I'll stay out of this" He pushed his way back into his dressing room.

"Thanks" I breathed sleepily, as my eyes followed Kellin's obsessive stare. I couldn't help but smile at him. He was just so positive and happy.

"How did you know how to bring me back around?" I asked curiously, as it finally occurred to me.

"Oh, that" He smiled, "I used to get flashbacks all the time, I recognised that whole vacant eye thing from when it happens to me." he assured, making out it was no big deal.

"Okay" I smiled, "Well thank you, Do you think you could help me, I've got to pack all my equipment away?" I asked, regaining some happiness.

"I'd love to" He nodded, leading the way to my dressing room. So many memories had been made from a short 3 day period and it was crazy to even think that the story had only just begun. In less than 16 hours, I would be on a plane hone with Ryan, Jack and Tom... But without Andy.