Hearts Race, The Moments Gone - Andy Biersack

I Don't Want To Be

Andy's POV

I arrived to Sacramento. I stepped out of the bus, in front of Alyssas house. I walked up to her door and knocked loudly. I had to make sure she could hear. The door opened. Allison.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Allison scoffed.

"Can I speak to Alyssa?" I asked kindly.

"Um no" She was about to slam the door but Alyssa shockingly stopped her.

She opened the door and looked me in the eyes. My heart began to beat faster and faster. I hoped she wouldn't hear. I couldn't help but to check her out. After 12 years, she still looked absolutely beautiful.

I smiled at her. She motioned for me to come inside with no emotion. The anger I had thinking of Michael slowly disappeared. Not forever but for a moment. All I could think about was our date in two days. I knew exactly where to take her. I knew exactly what to do.

"The 'date' thing isn't until Wednesday" She crossed her arms over her chest.

"I know but I thought I could ask about Jenessa and Michael. I don't think Jen would be comfortable telling me about it" I stated. Even though that wasn't the only reason. I just really needed to see her again.

"Okay sit" She pointed to the couch.

I sat down on the right hand side. She sat on the left, leaving the middle empty. I wanted to scoot closer to her but I knew that would make her very uncomfortable.

"When did it happen?" By it, I meant sex.

"I'm not sure but I know it was a lot. She said it was about twice a day that they would..." Alyssa trailed off. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

I stood up, clutching my fists. "I'm going to kill that bastard" I went for the door but Alyssa stopped me.

I felt the electricty run through me as her hand grabbed my upper arm. My heart beat became even quicker. I looked at her and she seemed cold. Her eyes had no emotion.

"She loves him" Thats all she had to say to calm me down.

"Alright. Can I go tell him that he has a fucking disease though?" I asked, making sure it was okay with her first.

"Yeah. He's five houses down. The only yellow house on the street." She let go of me.

I nodded and exited the house. I looked both ways to see where the hideous yellow house was. I saw it to the left and walked down. Then, I decided to run so that I wouldn't have energy to beat the living shit out of Michael. He deserved it though. He deserves to fucking die for what he did to Jenessa.

I made it to the house. I stopped and took a deep breath. Smoking doesnt exactly help me with breathing but oh well. I puffed my chest up but let it bck down. I didn't want to look like an idiot.

I made my way to the front door. I knocked loud but not hard. A woman answers. I figured it was his mom.

"How may I help you?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Hi I'm Andy Biersack, Jenessa's father" I put my hand out for her to shake.

She shook it, "Nice to meet you. I'm Isabelle"

"I need to speak to your son, Michael. Theres been an issue with Jenessa and he needs to know" I mentioned.

"What is it?" She questioned, crossing her arms over her chest.

"They had sex" I hinted her.

She pursed her lips before letting me in. She called Michael into the room. She gestured to the couch but I wanted to stand. Michael entered but tried to turn around.

"Get in here and sit the hell down" Isabelle snapped and pointed to the couch.

He slowly turned around. He didn't dare to look me in the eye. He sat down on the couch and looked at his lap. He ran a hand through his hair and turned his head towards us. Michael still doesn't look up.

"You know I'm here about Jenessa" He nodded. "Well, you gave her Chlamydia"

His mother glared at me like I was insane. I kept a straight face. My eyes never left Michael. I wanted to see his reaction. His facial expression was neutral.

"How many girls have you slept with?" I questioned, hoping it wasn't too many.

He picked up his hand. I watched as he counted on his fingers. I got lost after 11. Holy mother fucking shit.

"A lot" He answered. I guess he lost count too.

"I wanted to beat the living shit out of you" He finally looked up at me, scared. "But Jenessa really does love you. She cried. She feels disgusting. She thought I would hate her. All because you couldn't fucking keep it in your pants"

"I didn't want to hurt her" He teared up. I wasn't fooled. "I just, I don't know. I really did like her a lot before we... Then I just didn't care. I didn't want to hurt her though. I didn't mean to."

"Bullshit" I scoffed. "You wouldn't have slept with her twice a day if you cared"

He bit his lip, knowing he was busted. I nodded and walked out of the house. I didn't want anything to do with that lying, cheating, bastard anymore. I didn't want my daughter to have anything to do with him either.

I walked back over to Alyssa's. I saw the bus though. My hands were shaking from being completely and utterly pissed off. I punched the bus. My knuckles were red and one was cut. I leaned my head on the bus. I hope he knows how much of a fucking dick he is.

I hear the bus door open. I don't bother to look. I was too busy trying to contain myself. I feel a hand on my shoulder and I decide to look.

"What happened?" Ashley asked.

"Well, Michael is a dick. Jenessa is heart broken. Alyssa has no emotion in her once so ever. I'm pissed at Michael. I didn't beat him. Alyssa's not my wife. Jenessa isn't my happy little princess" I exclaimed.

"Why didn't you fucking beat him?" He complained.

"Because Jen loves him. I couldn't beat someone she loves" I replied, looking away.

"I didn't promise shit" He started to walk over to the house. He must have been spying.

"Ash don't" I tried to stop him, without stopping. I verbally tried to stop him.

He flipped me off and continued to walk to the house.

Ashley's POV

I stomped up to the front door. I knocked violently. I could hear yelling from the inside but I didn't give two licks of horse shit. An irritated woman opened the door.

"I'm Ashley. Andy's friend. I'm here to finish what he started" I pushed past her and went stright to Michael.

My fist collided with his face and he fell tot he floor. I kicked him in his stomach. Michael held his stomach and groaned.

"You fucking bastard! Jenessa is the kindest, most beautiful girl ever and you hurt her! You gave her a fucking disease! She's sitting in her room crying! Did you know she starves herself? Did you know she cuts? Yeah I saw the fucking scars! Your nothing but a gutless, worthless pig!" I screamed.

He smirked up at me. "You're into her"

"No" I denied. "But if you ever get close to her again, I will beat you even harder"

I kicked him in his stomach one last time before storming out of the house. I slammed the door behind me. I stopped in front of their house and took a deep breath. I thought about his words.

You're into her

What the hell? I'm a 42 year old man. She's fucking 15. That's honestly just gross. Thats a 27 year difference. No. Shes beautiful but no. Im not into her like that.

At least I don't want to be...