Stranded (An Andy Biersack Love Story) {1} [COMPLETED]

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

ShyAnne's POV

*One Month Later*

Life has slowly been returning back to normal. Andy got his cast off and his parents left last week, so we had the apartment to ourselves again. 

"ShyAnne, we need to talk." Andy said, walking into the living room where I was sitting on the couch. 

"What is it?" I asked, pausing the TV. He let out a deep sigh and sat on the opposite end of the couch from me.

"I want to move back to LA."

"What? Everything is going so great here!"

"Since I'm healed, we need to start recording again and I'm terrified to drive all the way down to LA again. Plane tickets are too much money for how constant I need to be down there, especially with all these medical bills. Please ShyAnne."

"Andy, I can't live in LA again."

"I can't live like this anymore! I can't be making these long drives! Look, we tried moving up here and I gave it way longer than you did, it just doesn't work! I almost died ShyAnne! We need to be back in LA."

"I can't!" I started to cry.

"Oh my god, you are being so selfish! I moved you down to LA because it made the most sense since my job can't move. You didn't like it, so I gave in because I loved you, and moved five hours way from my job. Then, I get in a severe car accident, spend two weeks in a coma, and god forbid I want to move back to where my job is. For fucks sake, we don't even have to live in LA, I just want a shorter commute. That's all I want! You can move your job back down there, hell, you don't even have to have a job! I've offered to cover everything!" He ranted. At this point, I was full out sobbing. He took a long, deep breath and played with the loose string on the couch.

"If you aren't willing to move, I think we need to break up." He sighed. All of a sudden, my tears stopped as my heart sank into my stomach.

"Y-You'd break up with me because I don't want to move?" I asked, gutted.

"That's one of the reasons ShyAnne."

"ONE?!"

"I'm moving regardless if you come with me or not. I'm not doing long distance for the rest of my life so if you don't come with me, we're over. Another reason is how selfish you're being right now. I physically cannot make that long of a commute. I won't do it. Also, I really fucking want to be a father, and the fact that you don't even want to adopt or hire a surrogate...I can't go through life happy if I don't have a kid. It's my dream, ShyAnne."

"I KNEW THE KID THING BUGGED YOU!"

"YES IT BUGGED ME. YOU JUST HAD A MISCARRIAGE THAT DIDN'T PHASE YOU ONE BIT! WAS I SUPPOSED TO JUST BREAK UP WITH YOU THEN? I TOLD YOU THAT I REALLY WANT KIDS! A PERSON JUST DOESN'T CHANGE THEIR MIND LIKE THAT! I WAS WILLING TO WORK PAST IT, I WAS WILLING TO GET USED TO THE IDEA OF NEVER HAVING KIDS. BUT I COULDN'T." He yelled and then let out a deep breath again. I was sobbing again and he stood up, walking to the bedroom. I got up and followed him to see he had grabbed his suitcase.

"W-What are you doing?" I asked.

"We're done ShyAnne."

"N-No." 

"Yes, I'm not doing this anymore. You're not willing to make any compromises. Like I said, you're fucking selfish and entitled and I can't take it anymore. Now please, just leave me alone to pack." He said, not looking up at me once. In an hour, he had all his things back and carried his bags to the living room.

"Keep the rest of my shit, I don't care anymore." He grabbed his car keys and pushed his stuff out the door, slamming it behind him. I broke down on the floor in tears. He's gone, I can't believe he's really gone.

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