The Singer's Pride (Daughter of Andy Biersack)

⚘ Chapter 2 - Shopping Encounters

*Andy*

"Finally, a day off," Beau said as me, him and Yanni walked off the bus.

The Andy Black tour has gone on well and right now we've arrived to Atlantic City.

"Yeah," I sighed as then John came out when suddenly....

"ANDY! Don't forget what I asked for!!" Juliet called out.

I sighed. "Okay, babe!" I called out.

I then turned to see everyone with judging looks.

"What? She needs her beauty rest," I said.

"Sure, Jan," Beau said with an eyeroll as we all headed to a supermarket to restock food.

*Alexandra*

My mom and I headed to the supermarket in town to buy some stuff for dinner.

"I'll go ahead and get the spices," She said.

"Alright, I'll go get the bread from the bakery," I said. "Be careful."

"I will," she smiled as she rolled her wheelchair into the spice aisle and I headed to the bakery section.

*Andy*

Once we arrived to the grocery store, we all split up to get whatever we wanted.

After I got Juliet's stuff, I went to look around the aisles.

I walked into the next aisle after the snacks aisle and spotted a woman who was in a wheelchair looking at some spices, a shopping basket on her lap.

"Wait a minute..." I thought as took a look at her.

That... That can't be....

I approached her and she took notice of my presence and froze.

"Liz?" I asked.

She pursed her lips and sighed, then turned her wheelchair to face me. "Andy... Its you..."

"M-My god, ummm," I said, but she spoke first.

"What happened?" she asked, motioning. "Car accident, but I won't get into details."

I gulped nervously, but then she spoke.

"Though I will say if anyone here looks like hell it's you," she said. "And I can imagine why."

I was taken back from how strong she sounded. When I first met Liz, even her own shadow scared her. But now she looks like she toughened up.

"Still with that woman? What's her name again...?" she asked. "Juliet?"

I sighed quietly. "Y-Yeah..."

"Figures," she mumbled.

"Hey, wait-"

"Hey, mom!" a voice spoke and I looked to see a young teenage girl run up to us, holding a bag of bread rolls. "There's a sale on ice cream today, I was wonder..."

She had bright familiar blue eyes that looked up at me with curiousity, brows furrowed.

"Um, hello..... Do you need any help?" she asked.

"U-Uh..." I spoke.

"Alexandra, honey, I'm tired," Liz suddenly said. "We should go home. I'll ask Kathy to bring the ice cream later. We have enouhh for now."

The young girl, Alexandra, looked at me with a questionable look, but then nodded. "Y-Yeah, sure, Mom..."

She took the handles of the wheelchair and both her and Liz left, not saying another word.

"Mom?" I asked myself.

When did Liz become a mother? That girl can't be more than 18 years....

My eyes widen in shock as it suddenly hit me.

"Oh...." I mumbled in shock as John then called me.

"Hey, Andy! Let's go! We're about to pay," he called out.

I looked back as Liz and her daughter turned the corner.

I gulped and walked over to meet with the others.

I may need to make some calls...

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Picture: Andy Biersack

APMA's tonight!

Still think a DIFFERENT host would be beneficial for all, but whatever. 😒😒😒

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Gente de Zona ft. Marc Anthony "Traidora"
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