Omg there's probably a lot of spelling mistakes and it's really hard to update on an iPhone :/ whoops. I also have homework and that sucks ass. And this is a really late update I'm sorry :(
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"What's it like? It's like having different voices in your head. Each one telling you to do different things or saying that they'll release you of your pain. Anorexia tells me that I'm worthless, bulimia tells me that I need to achieve my goals and I'm worthless without achieving them, self-harm tells me that everything will be okay once the blade is dragged across my skin and suicidal thoughts? They make me feel as though all my pain will end , once I slip my head through the noose and jump off the chair.That's what it feels like." I moved around in my chair. "But then there's depression. Depression isolates me from the rest of the world. And social anxiety makes me trust no one. Black Veil Brides are my heroes, always have been and always will be but when Andy adopted me, I didn't know how to do anything. I always thought to myself 'what if I go get a drink and he thinks I'm being rude' , thoughts like that would be in my head and I would just sit in my room and feel empty." The therapist wrote down everything I said. Andy squeezed my hand and smiled at me. I gave him a fake smile. He thought this would help and make me feel better, but no one understands. I always feel like shit. That's never going to change. I don't have faith or hope. I'm nothing. "Andy , you adopted Imogen to be a father figure to her?" Andy nodded his head. "Why do you call Andy by his name, Imogen?" I looked up at her and shrugged my shoulders.
"Explain why you exercise so much." I sat there for a few minutes thinking. "I like to feel the pain of over exercising. I like it when the soles of my feet are in pain but I still push on. Sometimes I push too hard and collapse. But it's not serious." She wrote even more down.Andy's POV
I walked into the bathroom with Ashley. No, not like that. We're not fucking or anything. "Seriously, how do I ask her? I mean she lost her parents less than a year ago. It's not like I can walk up to her and say "you wanna call me dad?" , it might make her uneasy." Ashley sat me down on the toilet seat. "Look, she loves you. She's probably dreamt about the moment she would meet you. Everyone dreams of meeting their hero. I'm sure she'll call you it soon. Jesus fuck , half the army would love to just be on the same highway as our bus! Just trust me." He reassured me. I smiled and walked out the bathroom with Ash. Imogen was standing there smiling. "Andy, can I ask you something?" Ash winked at me and walked away. "Would you mind if I called you dad? I just miss not having anyone to call dad and-" I cupped her face with my hands. "Yes." I smiled at her. She jumped into my arms and dug her face into my neck. "Thank you!" She whispered in my ear. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and so is your music! I love you god damnit!" I smiled into her hair. "And you're the most important thing to me!" I tried whispering , but my tears refused. "Hey! I thought I was important!" CC frowned at me. I laughed. "Of course you are!" He came and joined in with our hug. "Guess who got all 7 Saw movies!" Jake shouted as he walked in. "Do you like them?" Jinxx asked. She nodded her head and smiled. "Like them? I fricking love them!" She shouted. We all laughed and sat down. "Should I order us a pizza?" I asked. Everyone nodded their heads, except Imogen. "Do you want anything?" I whispered. She shook her head.
Next Day
Imogen's POV
"You okay?" Ashley smiled and sat next to me. "Why would I tell you? You'd go running to Andy." He sighed and hugged me. "I told him because I was worried and I know you didn't want him to know but-" I walked away, making him stop mid sentence. I sat next to CC in his bunk. "Stop being so hard on Ash, he was only looking out for you!" I lay my head on his shoulder and sighed. "I know but I'm too much of an idiot to realise it. Maybe I'd be better off back in that shitty ass home." "Imogen, you are not going back there! Andy would kill you if he knew you thought that. He would think he wasn't good enough!" I sighed and nodded my head. "The devil in the mirror screaming that my heart is flawed I'm never gonna let you win! Imogen! Come sing with me and Ash." I looked out from CC's bunk and saw them with bvbIV. I sighed and got up. "Hey Ash? I'm sorry, I was being an idiot. I know you were just looking out for me and you cared about me." He pulled me and Andy into a hug. "Oh great, now we missed the song."I put on the song Stolen Omen and danced around with Ash and Andy. "I don't think I've ever seen you this happy!" Andy said as he rubbed my back. "I don't think I've ever been this happy! Always a fake smile and a lie." When the song finished I decided to go in the shower. I feel so damn fat after what I ate today. I had a fucking McDonalds. Ugh. I went back to the bathroom and shoved two fingers down my throat and touched my uvula.
After I finished throwing up, I brushed my teeth and grabbed a glass of water. I sat in my bunk and heard the guys in the kitchen. "Way to go, genius! You fucking burned it!" I heard Andy shouting. I guess they're making food. "Imogen, come and get some food. It's a little darker than usual but I think it's safe to eat!" He came and opened the curtain to my bunk and handed me a plate. "I'm not hungry. I ate a while ago , while you guys were out." He put the plate beside me. "That was like seven hours ago, you've gotta eat." I sighed and grabbed the plate, pulling off small parts of the toast. I smiled and Andy left. I waited a few minutes before I went to the bathroom and threw the toast out of the window. I walked out the bathroom and acted as though I grabbed my plate from my bunk. "Did you flush?" I stared at Andy. "Did I flush? Why-oh. No I just washed my hands." I smiled and he started washing my plate."Imogen, we both know you didn't eat this , did you?" I sighed and sat at the table. "I ate this and right now it's swimming around probably getting dissolved by acid. We haven't learned anything in my science lessons so..." He sighed and took me to the bathroom. He pulled out the scales and put them in front of me. "Stand on it." I sighed and stood on it. I was disgusted by the numbers. How could I let myself become like this? "Imogen you are underweight. Severely..." I stopped listening half way through his sentence. I finally realised how disgusting I am
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This chapter is shit af. And it's really short I'm sorry but I haven't updated for a while
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Adopted [BVB/Andy Biersack]
Fanfiction13 year old Imogen Smith thought that she'd never get adopted after her parents (and brother) died. Until one day , she gets adopted by someone she idolised. But will her life get better? **Trigger Warning!** {{HELLA Cliché}}