Who Can Save Me Now?

We got back home in no time, heading straight to getting everything ready for a week before heading back to the road. We started the tour around the States, heading everywhere we were set to play. Our fan base had grown from the amount of fans attending the previous tour and we accepted it happily. We purposely made out concert start at 5 in the afternoon, having the meet and greets at 2 so the kids could really ditch school. During the month of October we made it a plan to get everyone to dress up for the concert dates and we came in face painted or in simple costumes. We dressed up as skeletons, inmates (orange jumpsuits and all) and at one point put on animal footie pajamas. I being a Tiger, Ben a Monkey, Grant a Lion, Lu-Lu a Unicorn and Alyssa a panda, which was pretty funny.

Our relationships were pretty open except for mine and Andy’s. Austin had posted a photo of Alyssa during one of our sets and she was grinning at the audience, standing on her stool and encouraging them to get louder. ‘Missing this one, especially on this tour.’ Vic had a picture of him and Lu-Lu Skyping and she was making a funny face while Vic laughed. ‘The only girl who knows how to keep it real.’ On the other hand, Andy had a picture of him in bed, covering his face. ‘Can I just sleep until she comes back to me?’

It wasn’t like it bothered me that we haven’t actually been official, it’s more of a relief because I really didn’t need fans asking me about my love life.

After our short tour across the sea, we came back home and began writing new music. During this time, I hadn’t been talking to Andy as much and he understood. But one morning, I woke up to Grant knocking on my room door and I sat up, seeing him walk in.

“This came in for you earlier today.” He gave me an envelope and I opened it. I took out the paper, unfolding it and seeing a plane ticket to New York attached for two days from today.

“Rules:
1: Pack your things and head over.
2: There’s going to be a taxi waiting for you and the hotel has been paid, all you have to do it go along with it.
3: Head to Central Park that same night.”

I furrowed my eyebrows, thinking that maybe it was my manager before setting the note aside and getting up, getting ready for another day of writing music.

The day finally arrived when I was supposed to go out to New York and Ben drove me up to the airport. “Alright, just stay clear of anything and anyone who might hurt you.” He warned and I looked at him, lifting a fist.

“I can take care of myself.” I smirked and Ben laughed, ruffling my hair for a bit before I pulled out of the car. I got everything ready, heading to the terminal and off I went to New York. Upon arriving, just like the letter said, I was greeted by a man with my name on a sign and I walked over to him.

“Victoria?” He asked and I nodded. “Follow me.” He smiled and I followed behind as we stopped by to get my luggage. He volunteered to take mine and just as I was about to climb in, a couple fans asked for a photo and I happily gave it to them before getting in the taxi and going to the hotel. I thanked the driver, giving him a nice tip and headed inside. I walked up to the front desk, the man behind smiling at me and left the typing.

“Hello, can I help you?” He asked.

“Yeah, I’m Tori, I was told to just let you know that.” The man frowned a bit before looking at a paper.“Victoria?” He asked and I nodded, which he smiled and nodded once. “This is your room key, you’re on the 28th floor and the elevators are through that hall, to your right. Enjoy your stay.” I thanked the man and walked to the hall he pointed behind me, walking and going up the elevator. I walked down the long hallway, finally finding my room and heading in. The room was pretty spacious, having a living room, the usual TV and a dining table. The door toward the back was open and I headed there, going in to the large bed and set my bags on it. I sighed, placing my hands on my hips before glancing outside at the New York skyline. I smiled as dusk was approaching when I noticed another reflection. I gasped and turned around, seeing a grinning Andy.

“Andy?” I grinned and he opened his arms as I ran full speed at him and hugged him tightly. I lifted me causing me to let out a small scream before he put me down. He laughed and peppered my face with kisses before reaching my lips and I blushed a bright red. He pulled away, resting his hand on my cheek and smiled.

“I missed you so much.” He whispered and I hugged him tightly. I felt his arm leave but I paid no attention before I heard a click and pulled away, seeing him smile at his phone and show it to me.

He had taken a picture of the two of us hugging and I smiled.

“Shall we make this official?” He asked. I grinned and nodded. He began toying with his phone, uploading it to Instagram and Twitter and his rarely used Facebook. I sat on the bed and took out my phone, seeing Instagram blowing up as usual.

‘Finally, she’s back in my arms.’ I smiled as he had tagged me and began reading the comments.

‘OMG!’
‘IS THIS REAL???’
‘ANDY NO! But I’m still happy for you :’D’

I grinned and continued going through them before one in particular caught my eye.
‘WHY AM I BARELY FINDING OUT!? VICTORIA CALL ME RIGHT NOW DAMN IT!’ I grinned at the comment Evelyn had left and replied that I would in a few hours.

“Wow, would look at all the comments.” Andy smiled looking through them and I nodded. I looked up at him, frowning before he pocketed his phone and smiling at me. “If I’m not mistaken, the third rule said go to Central Park, no?” I nodded and we walked out, heading to Central Park. Andy and I took a subway, talking about tours and the adventures we had.
He talked about how much the bands missed us and couldn’t wait until we were all back touring.

I took the time to fully look at him. He wore his usual tight black pants with his boots, a grey shirt with the Batman logo on it and his leather jacket. His hair was, as usual, pulled to the side and the rest freshly shaved. I looked at his face as he fixed his bracelet and continued talking, laughing and glancing at me before going back to his wrist. I noticed the faint mustache and giggled, Andy looking at me and stopped talking.

“What?” He asked.

“You’re growing a mustache.” I giggled again and he smiled, nodding.

“Decided a small change wouldn’t hurt.” He smiled and I returned it, leaning into his side as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders. The train stopped a few times, finally getting us to where we were going to be and we got off, following the tons of people before arriving in the street.

Andy and I windowed shopped, going toward the huge Christmas tree that was lit up and asking a nearby person to take a picture of us there. I posted it on my IG, people saying that we looked cute and others getting excited because they were there. We walked a bit more, looking in a shop window when a couple fans stopped us and a couple turned into a large amount. Andy was busy signing things and taking pictures and I was doing the same that I didn’t see my sister running to me.

“Toria! Toria!” My ears perked up and I turned my head to see my sister waving her arms and I grinned, opening my arms and hugging her tightly. It was then that I realized that my sister couldn’t be here alone in New York, especially at night. I looked up, seeing my mother glaring at me with her arms crossed.

“So, you came back?” She asked as a few fans watched in confusion and others were having an idea of what was happening from the recent interview.

“It’s not like I’m not coming here because you told me to. I have fans here.” I answered back and my mother narrowed her eyes at me.

“Is everything okay?” Andy asked, walking to me. I looked up at him and heard a fan tell her friend how cute we looked.

“So you’re dating this one?” My mother snarled. I turned to her and she scoffed. “A man full of tattoos who doesn’t even take care of you, he’ll use you. Look at him Victoria, why would you want someone like that?” I stared at my mother, feeling Andy tense next to me before I glared at my mother.

“You have no reason to talk. Why do you even care? I was never a daughter to you anyway so leave us the hell alone!” I yelled and felt Andy hold my arm to calm me down.

“I’m still your mother!” She yelled.

“Well you sure don’t show it!” I yelled back and yanked my hand out of Andy’s grip and hugged Samantha tightly.

“I love you and dad.” I whispered and she nodded, letting me go as I stormed away. I felt tears pricking my eyes, trying to get away from the NYC crowd. I turned a corner, sitting on a park bench and holding my head in my hands, trying to calm down.

“Your mom was right.” I looked up to see a few fans glaring at me.

“What?” I whispered and one of them scoffed.

“Andy is using you to make Juliet jealous. Just let them be together, they looked better than you and him, it’s a nightmare.” I stared at them as they stuck up their noses and left.

“She’s such a bother.” I watched as they left, getting up and running back to the hotel. I headed straight to my room, and unlocked the door, closing it behind me and going to my suitcase. I opened it, taking out the small box in the zipper and opened it. I rushed to the bathroom, tears rushing down my face as my old friend did its job.

I stared at my wrists, seeing what I did and cried harder. I was such a fuck up. I couldn’t even keep a promise. I washed my arms, applying toilet paper to the cuts and cleaning them until they stopped. I walked out of the bathroom, walking to the bedroom, pulling the sleeves of my sweater down and opened the window to go out to the balcony. I leaned on it, seeing the New York skyline and cried.

“The best night of my life turned into the worst.” I mumbled and felt arms wrap around my waist.

“Not if you ignore them.” He whispered.

“Are you kidding me?” I turned to him. “How do you want me to ignore my mother and the haters?” I asked and Andy frowned. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair before he grabbed it and locked eye contact with me.

“You didn’t.” He said, motioning to my wrist and I bit my lip, looking down. Andy leaned down and wrapped the arm he was holding around his neck, kissing my cheek.

“Don’t be like this. I’m asking you- begging you- to please not hurt yourself. “ I hid my face in his neck, Andy wrapping his arms around my body and holding me closely.

“Young and strong, the voice of my father said,
‘Don’t give up, don’t be forgotten.’
It’s hell on earth.
I just wanna run away.”

Andy walked backwards pulling me with him until we reached the bed and he sat me on his lap. He continued singing, going from ‘They Don’t Need to Understand’ to ‘Rebel Love Song’ and ‘Savior’.

It wasn’t long before we were both under the blankets fast asleep. Andy’s arms wrapped around me and holding me tightly. I smiled, cuddling closer to him as he pulled me in.

Notes

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