Rebel Without a Cause (an Andy Biersack love story)

Knives and pens

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As we arrived at the venue, we realized that we were really early, and it wasn't as far as we thought. (A/N: I really don't know how this works, I've never been to a concert before XP so please bare with me).
We walked up to the ticket place and gave the guy our tickets.
They let us into the place where the guys would be coming out on stage. Alyx went to go get our seats, while I went to the restroom to do my war paint.
I walked into the restroom-well, the wrong one by accident and got yelled at by a group of 13 or 14 year olds.
"Dude, what the fuck?! Can't you read? This is the guys bathroom." Dick head #1, as I decided to call him, shouted.
"Umm, can't you tell?! There are no markings that say dudes or chicks bathroom, thank you very much." I retorted.
"Well? Get out! Geez, fucking goth chicks these days. They're fucking fat, worthless mistakes!" Dick head #1 said, directing it towards me.
That's it. I'm done. I walked out of the bathroom, butt not after throwing the nearest object, which happened to be a notebook, at the dick head.
I walked into the other bathroom and went into the last stall, not even bothering to shut or lock the stall door, and slid down to the floor. I took out my wallet and pulled out a blade I kept in a secret compartment. I put the sharp edge to my arm and drug the blade across.
A group of people walked in as I started the next line of cuts up my arm. The blade fell out of my hand as the blood started to spill from my arm.
"OH SHIT. UMM, ANDREW? COME HERE PLEASE?!?!" Someone shouted.
"What Ashl-OH MY GOD, what are you doing?!" Another person asked. I leaned my head back on the wall as someone grabbed my arm and started to wrap it with tissue and wet paper towels.
"Babe, can you hear me?" A really deep voice asked. I could only manage a weak "urng" and a slight nod. I guess I had cut deeper than I wanted to, because I was starting to get really light headed.
"C'mon, sweetie, please stay awake for me, okay?" The same guy asked. I forced my eyes open to find the entirety of Black Veil Brides standing in front of me.
"Don't worry about me, I'm just a fat, worthless, good-for-nothing mistake. You don't have to waste your time on me." I said. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I realized that everything that they said was true. I was worthless. The world would be better off with out me.
I felt a hand under my chin, pull up my head so I had to look at Andy, who was apparently the deep voiced guy.
"Don't ever talk that way about yourself. You are a beautiful, wonderful person and whoever said those awful things can go fuck themselves." Andy said.
I felt him wipe away one of my tears with his thumb. But as his thumb grazed my cheek, I felt butterflies and sparks that I had never felt before. He must've felt it too because he looked up at me with a shocked look on his face when it happened.
Andy and CC helped me up and got me a bottle of water. They brought me backstage where I found Alyx patiently waiting.
"Here you go, sweetheart. Hope you enjoy the concert." Andy said with a grin.
We gave hugs and I thanked them for helping me out. Then they had to go on stage.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS READY TO ROCK?!" Andy yelled to the crowd. He received a chorus of screeches and screams.
"THEN LETS START THIS OFF WITH A BANG!!!" Andy said as Rebel Love Song came on.
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As Rebel Yell ended, Andy announced that the concert was over. I got up and was about to walk down to leave, when Andy and Ashley stopped me and gave me their numbers, along with the rest of the bands if I needed to talk to anyone.
I thanked them and walked off with Alyx. Andy told her some of what happened.
We got in the car and drove back to my house.
"Well, that was fun!!" I said cheerfully.
What Alyx didn't know is that I cut. Andy told her I just passed out.
"Yeah, it was!" She said.
I got out of the car and went back to the house.
I silently climbed through the window and shut it.
I suddenly felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
"Where the fuck did you go, huh?" My dad said as he grabbed me by my hair.
I stayed silent and glared at him.
I felt a sharp pain in my left eye as he punched me.
"We can go about this the easy way or the hard way. Your pick, mistake. Actually, I think that's what I'm going to call you from now on. The little mistake." He shouted in my face.
"You really don't want to do that." I said, trying not to sound like I was shitting bricks, which I was.
"Oh really? What are ya gonna do? Goth me to death? I think not. I think I'm gonna have a drink, and then the real fun is gonna start, mistake." He taunted.
"You, sir, are the mistake here. You make me want to start cutting myself, more than I already do, and you are not fit to even have a pet." I shouted.
He threw me across the room and came over and started to punch me in the face repeatedly.
I started to feel like passing out, but before so, I heard a zipper open. No! No, this can't happen!!
I rolled under my bed and called Andy and called Ashley in a joint call on face time.
I left my phone to where I was visible, so they could tell it was me.
"You're going to get it now, mistake!!" He screamed and he started trying to take off my pants.
"Hello?" I heard to voices on my phone say.
"HELP PLEASE!!!!!! HE'S GONNA RAPE ME!! ANDY ASHLEY IT'S ME ARIANDRA!" I shrieked before he covered my mouth.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP, MISTAKE!!" He yelled, spraying me with spit.
I tried to wriggle free, but he sat on my legs and went to touch me there
I started crying as ii heard the door crash open and two people come in.
"GET YOUR OLD ASS OFF OF HER!!" Andy shouted.
When my 'father' was distracted, I bucked up and got out from under him.
Everything was really dark so I was freaking out because I couldn't see.
I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around my waist.
I yelped and started trying to get away.
"SWEETHEART. IT'S ME, ANDY. You're safe!!!!" Andy said loudly.
I fell limp in Andy's arms and after that, I can't remember anything.