Strength In Numbers - BridecestJinxx groaned, the full effects of his hangover hitting him like a punch in the gut, as his gray eyes fluttered open. He could feel sweat and dry, cracked warpaint clinging to him, and he felt dirty, and far too hot.His head was pounding, but as a rockstar Jinxx was used to the feeling. Sitting up, he felt the thin white sheet that had covered him fall down his small torso, revealing his bare chest. Jinxx usually slept naked, so this didn't worry him, however, after struggling to think through his aching skull, he realised that he didn't know where he was.As he shifted, a pain began to make itself known in his lower back. Jinxx clenched his teeth and grunted softly, bringing his hand down to rub the small of his back.What had happened the night before, Jinxx didn't know. His thoughts were hazy, and his brain felt like mush, as though it had been chewed on and spat out. Blinking, Jinxx tried to open his eyes further, rubbing away the sleep from them.Jinxx slowly began to
Feels Like Home - AndleyLove isn't something you can just dismiss into the wind, something you can forget about. True love strikes you at the worst moments and leaves you breathless. It leaves your soul, the very core of your existence, begging for more. Simply laying eyes upon that lucky person makes every single cell in your body vibrate with pure energy and unadulterated love. Their voice sends shivers down your spine and one look into their god-sent eyes is like a gift bestowed upon you by the highest powers of heaven. The smallest touch can be felt days afterwards, a delicate heat that warms even the darkest depths of your heart. Every heartbeat and electric impulse, all of it whispers their name through the life blood slipping through your veins; every breath and blink of your eyes exists because they do. Everything you do belongs to them because your heart is their's. It always has been and always will be.
Savior - Andley - RequestI was on ledge outside the window of my apartment, six stories high. It was cold, but not too cold, more like a light breeze that ruffled my hair and tickled my skin.Below me, people had swarmed, and several police cars and ambulances were on standby. They'd only just arrived, and everyone was watching me -a small figure from their view- shouting out things like "Holy shit?" and "Don't jump!" Ha, like I'd listen to them.I dragged the back of my hand roughly over my eyes, wiping away tears. I couldn't do this any more; this...facade. It was too much.Everyone saw me as Andy Biersack, the one that had it all- in their opinions. I was popular. I had looks- I'd been a model for several years, now. Straight A student. Was on the track team. I was tall. I could sing. I was ultra-skinny. Almost everyone in the school, male or female, wanted in my panys. I was dating quarter-back, Matt Good, alpha-male of the school.Yep, I was gay, but no-one cared, despite the fact that one of the things e
Only Sleeping: AndleyI looked at his sleeping form from the doorway. Watching him sleep had always brought a smile to my lips, and it almost did even now. Then I remembered that he wasn't only sleeping. The one I love was in a coma, and had been for nearly two years. The doctors kept telling me I didn't need to come in everyday due to the fact that he wasn't likely to wake up anytime soon, but I didn't care I came to visit him every day anyway. He was there and I had to be here to help his unconscious self find him. One day he would wake up.Nobody, not even the doctors, knew why he had fallen into a coma. They had thought maybe it had been due to stress, but they had said he would have woken up by now if that had been the cause.I walked over to the hospital bed that held my baby and a tear rolled down my cheek. No matter how long I had to get used to this, seeing him lying there with all those wires hooked up to him was still enough to make me cry.Sitting on the bed next to him I looked at the calendar.
Andley-My Valentine"ASHLEY!!" 10 year old Ashley turned around just in time to see a mess of black hair before he was tackled by a 9 year old Andy. "Hey Andy! Happy Valentines day!" He hugged the smaller boy tightly for a second, then released him. Ever since they were babies, Andy and Ashley had been best friends. They did practically everything together, even though Andy was a year younger. "Um... I-I brought you something Ashley..." The little boy started fidgeting, then pulled a folded up piece of paper out of his pocket and shoved it into Ashley's hand. "Andy?" "Just read it, ok?" A small blush appeared on Andy's porcelain cheeks as Ashley unfolded the paper. When I first met oh my heart skipped a beat. Day became night, and cold became heat. Roses weren't red, violets weren't blue, everything changed all because of you. I like you As
Always -Andley-Everything was peaceful in the Black Veil Brides' tour bus. The only sound was CC's light snores, and the light rain outside. Everyone was asleep, except for Andy. The 20 year old hadn't been able to sleep properly for 3 days. He'd tried water, counting sheep, listening to relaxing music, taking pills, nearly suffocating himself to sleep with his pillow, and just about everything else, but nothing worked. He sighed, getting out of his cramped bunk for the third time that night. CC's snores stopped momentarily, while he mumbled something about being chased by bees, making Andy chuckle. He shuffled into the makeshift lounge, turning the TV on the lowest volume. The singer yawned, rubbing his sleepless eyes while trying to concentrate on whatever episode of SpongeBob was on the small TV. He heard a loud thump come from the bunks but ignored it, probably CC being chased by dream-bees. He yawned again, unable to concentrate on the TV. He mentally cursed himself for not bringing any Batman o
Bar Bitch - Cashley (CCxAshley)"You're so adorable!"Ashley was getting hit on again by one of the bar sluts with tits the side of Texas. Her bleach blonde hair fell past her shoulders, her skimpy little pink tank top barely covered her chest and her shorts looked more like underwear. I usually wouldn't mind the fact that Ashley was getting attention if it weren't for the fact he blew me off every time some chick wanted to ride him like a horse. I sat on the other side of him casually sipping my drink."Am I?" he giggled drunkenly, pulling his mouth into one of his perfect little smiles.Shit I loved that smile, you could take a picture of it, hang it up on a wall and make the room look nice. The little goatee lit it up nicely too, the that bitch seemed to be enjoying it more then I ever would be able too. She giggled something, the leaned closer to him.Jealousy hit me like a rock. Ashley and I are wingmen for eachother, even though hes a natural chick magnet he always gets better. I'm worse, I'm just some over exi
Saviour - AndleySaviourAndleyAshley's POV:As Andy sang the last line of Saviour, I resisted the urge to look at my arm. I don't even know why I did it. Things just got too much to handle and the blade was just there. Without really knowing what I was doing, I as dragging it across my wrist. At some point I had probably considered going down my wrist. At least I think so, seeing as there is a small cut starting at the top. I was wearing the blade around my neck on a chain. It felt kinda good to have it there. I think Andy is suspicious though because I applied my warpaint carefully so I could hide and not agitate the wounds. The set was done and we went back to our tourbus after meeting the fans. I was at the back of the group. I carefully moved my wristband and looked at the cuts. Andy was walking in front of me, or at least I thought he was
He grabbed my hands and stopped me walking. He pulled my chin up so I was forced to look into his gorgeous blue eyes. "Why did you do this?" he asked gen