In The End of Her Life

Chapter 1

Andy's POV

It's the first show for our Wretched and Divine album and smoking is probably not the wisest thing to do before singing. But my nerves are killing me and I needed something to... Let everything go... Especially after what happened with Juliet...

My reflection in the mirror disgusts me and seeing myself only disgusts me more. Why would Juliet stay with a piece of shit like you?!

As I take the cigarette stick into my mouth, the "Dragonfly" tattoo comes into view... Seeing it only makes me want to rip my skin off and burn it. 

A knock takes my mind away and I command them to come in with a hoarse voice. A girl of about seventeen comes in and I turn around in my chair, raising an eyebrow at her. 

"Where's Bridget?" I ask, throwing the finished cigarette away.

"Um, my aunt is in the hospital and I'll be covering for her." She refuses to meet my eyes and she stands by the doorway like she's about to flee at any moment. 

I stand to walk over to her, perhaps an introductory will calm her down. I take my hand out for a hand shake and introduce myself. 

"Carolyn." She responds, a small smile now appearing across her face. 

Well, she's cute.

My heart aches in my chest.

Juliet...

We get on to business of applying the "war-paint" as our band likes to call it. 

I am used to Bridget's way of putting things, but Carolyn was so soft on me; it was like butterflies were landing on my face. Looking at her made me feel a little uneasy, so throughout the time, I closed my eyes and let her do her thing. 

For the most part, we were quiet. It's not usually like this... I... Don't know why it's like this...

A good while passed until she's done and everything's dried. I thank her before leaving the room to meet with the other band members. 

It's not so long until the show starts.

The equipment has been checked an hour before the show is supposed to start, but the band is goofing around with their air-instruments behind the stage. 

I walk up to CC and Ashley and greeting them. They stop with their mocking and turn their attention to me, CC mainly having a sympathetic look on his face as he sees me. 

"Don't think about her during the show." He says.

"I'm not." I retort. I'm not going to lie, these guys were the rock when we broke up, but the constant pity towards me is starting to make my head hurt. 

I stare at the Dragonfly tattoo on my hand. 

I hate it.

"Damn, who's she?" Ashley asks, motioning behind me. I turn around and see that Carolyn is sitting on a chair and reading a book. 

"She's Bridget's temporary replacement." I reply. 

"Can I have her?" Ashley has a big grin on his face as he makes a way towards her, but I pull his arm back. 

"Don't touch her." I hiss. Ashley pulls his arm away. 

"What's your problem, Andy?! Is she your whore too??"

My hands turn cold and it forms a fist, clenching tightly as my jaw. Before I could swing at him, CC breaks in between us. 

At the right time, we are called onto the stage.