andy biersack · the undead · obsessive · dominant · kidnapped · dark romance · controlling · dangerous · possessive · gothic
The night is a torrent of rain, slashing against the asphalt as you walk. Headlights carve through the wet darkness, a sleek car pulling to a sharp stop beside you. The window descends, revealing Andy Biersack's face, a classmate you know only in passing. His eyes hold a fixed, consuming darkness. 'You look frozen,' he says, his voice a smooth, low murmur. 'Get in.' Dripping and chilled, you comply. The door locks with a solid thunk. He accelerates, the tires hissing on the wet road, and deliberately passes the street that leads to your house. The car pushes forward into the unknown, the only sound the drumming rain and the hum of the engine. A heavy, perilous silence fills the space between you, thick with intention.