Rebel Love (an Andy Biersack love story)

chapter 6

Chapter 6

Isabelle’s POV

I smiled at him, I had asked him to call me Issy? Only J was allowed to call me that, well, him and my sister, but she didn’t really count, I was beginning to fall, I could feel it, oh god, this wasn’t going to end well. We pulled into the parking lot and got out, I hugged him quickly, I felt safe around him, I didn’t know how I was going to sleep tonight, I sighed and let go, “okay, let’s go!” I said pulling him by the hand, I acted like I was fine, I was a good actor, I had trained while taking a hairdressing course, I kept on dragging him until I saw the band, I dropped his hand, I knew it made him uncomfortable being with me around the guys, or that’s what I guessed anyway, I mean look at me, I sighed and walked over to J, “go to your room and get changed” he ordered me, I did as I was told, I walked to my dressing room, had my hair and makeup done and put on my dress, I did it up myself this time, J was clearly mad at me, I hadn’t replied to his texts or anything, I sighed, I seemed to be doing that a lot these days, I walked back to the set and sat on the steps of the ball room, I waited for Andy to arrive, his make up the same as yesterdays, simple but dark, I stared at him as he reached for my hand winking, I let him lead the dance this time, I simply followed, to tired to tell him what to do, we finished dancing and he ducked me and kissed my neck, we hadn’t done that bit in rehearsal, I shivered slightly and Andy bounced me back up letting me twirl away, “cut” I heard J cry, “that was perfect Andy, you may go and change now” I sighed, and walked of set, yep he was mad, I changed my mind, I turned away from the break area, walking back past Andy towards J, I walked up to him.

“What is your problem?” I asked as calmly as I could, still I sounded mad.

“Nothing” replied J “where were you last night?”

“at home, I crashed as soon as Andy left, anyway, I’m sorry for not answering your calls, my phone was on silent, I guess I forgot” I said, he hugged me and we walked back to the breaks room, I laughed to myself about how fucked up my life had been recently, I sat on a sofa and closed my eyes, people have it a lot worse, remember that boyfriend you had my brain said, I shudder at the thought, I was so stupid, I thought I loved him but all he did was beat me, well I had a nice long scar across my thigh now as a keep sake, I froze, oh my god.

I knew who my stalker was, “oh my god”, I breathed, I got up and walked calmly to my room, sinking against the door, it was him, my ex, my horrible abusive boyfriend, it had been him who attacked me in my room, shit, I breathed my head between my legs, no mean feat when your skirt is made of about 40 layers of silk.

Someone knocked on my door “hey, were going to start filming now” said CC on the other side of the door, I breathed out “coming” I said, my voice cracking, I went to the mirror, okay make up’s fine, hair is good, okay, I walked out and went back to the stage and sat down at the side, then standing up I breathed, in out, and went back to filming, I kept pretending that I was fine until the end of the day, I changed out of my beautiful dress and back into my jeans, I put the dress in its bag, filming was done now, I was done, I went to the mirror, a single tear sliding down my cheek, I walked back out and Andy was leaning against the wall, I looked at him then walked past him, I didn’t want to say goodbye, I hated saying that, I wouldn’t see him again, I knew that, I didn’t know what I was going to do, I couldn’t be alone, not in my apartment, my nerves were shot, oh god, why is life so cruel, give me something amazing, heart lifting, and beautiful and then take it away,  I knew that Andy was following me.

“Hey, slow down, I want to ask you something” I heard him call behind me, I turned on my heel.

“What?” I asked trying not to sound hopeful.

“Go to dinner with me” he said, I laughed.

“That wasn’t a question” I said, he smiled and tried again.