Chapter 23- Social Media

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May's P.O.V
The Internet had exploded because of the Instagram post. I didn't know what to do. I had loads of DM's asking the same thing:
Are you and Andy really related?
And obviously the hate:
Lol you look like so ugly 😂
I heard my text tone beep and I had a text off Johnnie.

(J-Johnnie M-May)
J- Tom's being a brat like always 😒he's 18 like. wtf.
M- Haha. Andy won't let me out unless he approves or comes with 😑
J- Wow, what a d--k.
M- Yeah, ikr.
J- Tom's probably gonna set the kitchen on fire. Love u 😘
M- I love you too sexy 😍😘

I went on Instagram and took a selfie and posted it. I then took a picture of my hand with the caption:
Short nails 😒
I immediately got notifications. There was one saying: OMG r u engaged?
At first I was like wtf? Then I realised I had my ring on my left ring finger from Johnnie. When we were younger, we exchanged promise rings, and I asked him why he put it on my ring finger. He said so he could imagine our wedding easier. Mine was a dragon. His was a skull, since he thinks they're really neat. They were both really expensive.Then I had a strange thought. On Saturday, me and Johnnie are going on a date and maybe, I could leak our relationship? I shook the thought away quickly. I need to sort this out with Andy. I sauntered down the stairs and found Andy stroking Crow.
"Hey Dee?" I asked.
He smiled at the nickname.
"Yeah?" He answered.
"I'm going out on Saturday." I replied.
"I'm coming." He growled.
"No way." I scoffed.
"Then where are you going?" He asked.
"On a dat-" he interrupted me.
"With Johnnie?" He questioned.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"I'll think about it..." He grumbled and turned around.
Overprotective brothers.
"You're too overprotective!" I blurted out.
"Yeah I am, aren't I?" I nodded. "You can forget about that date."
"What the fuck Andy?! How old were you when you went on your first date!" I shouted.
"Don't you dare use tone with me!" He shouted back.
"Andy, I thought you'd changed. But you're still the same Andy I feared." I spat and ran to my room.
All he wanted was to overpower me, make me his little toy to play with. He can't decide my life. He's too pushy and demanding, like he was, back then. I sat on my bed. I'm going on that date, I'm doing whatever I want.
"May!" Andy barged through the door.
"What!?" I seethed.
"Don't even try to use attitude against me, you brat! You don't understand how I feel!" He hissed.
"Yeah I do. You feel like a greedy bastard!" I couldn't control myself, maybe this was how Andy fe- SLAP!
Andy had hit me. Again.
"Wait, May, I don't know what- I didn't mean to I promis-" I cut him off.
"It's fine." I said.
"What?!" He exclaimed.
"I said, it's fine." I answered.
"But I hurt you." Tears were brimming by his eyes. "I'm just a monster."
"Andy, you're no monster." He looked at me. "You're just a boy who wants his sister to be happy. I understand how hard it is to contain the anger."
He gave me a weak smile and hugged me.
~time skip to night~
I was getting to bed when Andy walked in.
"Juliet's on that time again." He looked terrified. "Can I stay here, just for the week?"
"What are you, 5?" I rolled my eyes. "It's not like we spent nights on end sleeping in the same bed."
He smiled at me and got in the bed. I dosed off rather quickly.
-2:23-
I woke up from a nightmare.
"May, you okay?" Andy asked.
"Y-yeah." I answered shakily.
"You're not. Come here." He held out his arms and hugged me.
He started singing the song he always used to sing to me...

I open my lungs dear
I sing this song at funerals... no rush.
These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.
A baby boy you've held so tightly,
This pain it visits almost nightly
Missing hotel beds, I feel your touch.

I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my sister.
A universe so still.
No rust.
No dust will ever grow on this frame,
One million years, and I will say your name.
I love you more than I can ever scream.

We booked our flight those years ago,
I said I loved you as I left you.
Regrets still haunt my hollow head,
But I promised you that I will see you again, again.

I sit here and smile dear.
I smile because I think of you but then I cry.
These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss.
A fuss is made of miles and travel
Roadways are but stones and gravel.
A bleeding heart can conquer every crush.

We booked our flight those years ago
You said you loved me as you left me.
Regrets still haunt your saddened head,
But I promised you that I will see you.

We booked our flight those years ago
I said I loved you as I left you
Regret's no longer in my head,
But I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again, I'm home again, again, again.

I then fell asleep.

And that was how I reunited with my family, and went on to live a great life.
I managed to stop cutting with the help of my brother, Juliet and friends.
Andy and Juliet got married and are thinking about having kids.
Everything is just how I want it, sure it's not perfect but, it's good enough for me

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