An Angels Nightmare (Andy Biersack FanFiction)

Scars

**Edited**
**Previously on An Angels Nightmare**
"Can we see the scar?" Andy asked
"W-well I don't k-know" I replied
"Wh- um Nightmare will you come with me?" Andy asked
Uh-oh I think he knows...
Nightmares pov-
"Uh s-sure" I said following him into what looks like a dressing room
"Can I see you arms?" Andy asked getting straight to the point sitting down on the couch next to me
"W-why?" I asked
Crap I need to stop stuttering
"You know why now I'm gonna ask you one more time. Can I see your arms?" He asked sounding threatening
I held out my arms in front of him scared because of his tone he said that in
He pulled up my sleeves and gasped
"Is that all?" He asked sounding like he was about to start crying.
"N-no" I said
"Where else?" He asked sounding scared
"M-my stomach and thighs" I said
"Let me see" he said leading me to a bathroom and handing me a pair of shorts for girls
I closed the bathroom door and changed into the shorts he gave me and held my tights in front of my legs so he wouldn't be able to see. I walked out of the bathroom and set back down next to him.
"Move the tights Nightmare" Andy said lifting my pants from my legs, he gasped and started crying.
"Let me see your stomach" he said lifting my shirt up to my bra.
I guess he couldn't take it because he completely lost it. He dropped my shirt back down and began sobbing crazily. I felt really bad.
"I-I'm sorry" I said trying to comfort him
"Get changed" he said I guess he couldn't stand to look at them any longer.
I walked back into the bathroom and changed back into my tights and pulled my sleeves back down. I walked out and saw that Andy had stopped crying and was on his phone, I think texting someone.
I sat back down next to him and right as I sat down he surprised me by saying
"Nightmare, you, Dream, Pain, and Victim are coming on tour with us. We are going to help you get through this. We love you too much to let you do this to yourself." He hugged me as I started crying into his chest, so someone does care?