We finally made it to the barn, by then my heart was nearly beating out of my chest. Andy shut the door behind us and pulled the wooden latch down, it wasn't much but it was better than nothing. I couldn't catch my breath, but my only concern was Lindsey. I'd left her.

"We need to go back." My words came out shaky and in between gasps. I went for moved to go back outside, but Andy got in front of me and pressed his back against the wooden door.

"No." Was all he said.

"Don't tell me 'no' I have to get Lindsey!" I tried to push him out of the way, but he was like a stone wall compared to my fragile, weak arms.

"It's too late...she's gone." Andy said to me quietly, but his words struck me hard. I felt the blood drain from my face followed by the feeling of tears streaming down it. He was lying, there was no way. It couldn't be too late for Lindsey, she couldn't leave me...she was my best friend. I was so hurt and so mad that I started hitting Andy in the chest with my fists, and he ignored it so easily as if he couldn't even feel it. Hot tears blinded me, but I continued to throw weak punches at him.

Suddenly, the boy caught my flailing arms. He pulled my right hand up to his nose and sniffed it, the same way Blake had. Then, he sniffed the bite mark and snarled.

"That bastard..." He said under his breath. He let go of my hands and walked away from me, my eyes followed him.

"Okay...so what? Am I going to be like you now?" The words flew out of my mouth uncontrollably. Andy turned around slowly to face me with a grim look on his face.

"No...you'll just die." He said blankly. It felt as if my heart had skipped a beat. I didn't really care how I would die...as long as I never had to hear it. I slumped down to the ground, feeling the thousands of straw tips poking into my legs. I was in a trance where I felt like I just didn't give a shit anymore. I guess that was how it felt to know how the rest of your life was going to play out. My crying fit only grew worse. Andy walked back toward me an knelt down in from of me. My tears lessened as his warm lips touched my forehead. "Sorry..." Was all he said. I looked up at him quizzically, instantly becoming curious of a certain subject.

"Why...are you...one of them?" I asked between sniffles. I looked down and stared at the ground for a few seconds before sighing and giving me an answer.

"I was born with this..we all were, for no reason I suppose. You could never see it just by looking at us. I joined them because..." He paused and smiled, as if he were looking back through good memories. "...because we were like brothers, like a family. It was the first time I'd never felt alone." He spoke from the heart. I suddenly wasn't so upset with him anymore, I just wanted to understand him.

"What happened? What made things change?" I asked, hoping he would explain the rest of his story.

"There use to be six of us: Dustin -he was Blake's older brother-, then Blake, Matt, Danny, Randall, and me. Dustin and Blake were the oldest of us, so they were in charge of things basically. About a year ago, Dustin had been in a car accident and had gotten killed. Blake...he still can't cope with it, he just went cold. Ever since then, he's been picking random people out of the concerts and killing them. I use to feel like I had a family, but now I just feel like a monster." He was close to tears thinking back at it. My heart was actually hurting for him, feeling selfish for thinking being sorry for only myself.

"So...Blake wanted me and Lindsey, so he just picked us." I guessed to myself, but my mouth spoke the words before I could think about it.

"Just Lindsey really...he wanted to take you because..." He stopped almost like he couldn't choke the words out.

"Because why?" I demanded.

"Because...I wanted you for myself." He blurted, his voice was quiet but the words hit me like a thousand, sharp knives.

"You did this to me? Why? How could you?" My head started spinning. The one I trusted had been my enemy from the start. I stood up -though much too quickly- and started walking deeper into the darkness of the barn. I could hear Andy following behind me, but I kept walking blind in the pitch black until finally some struck my forehead and I fell back. The bite on my hand might kill me if the hits to the head didn't take care of it first. The headache returned a hundred times worse in seconds. At least Andy was right behind me when I fell. His arms caught me with ease and he led me to a wall and sat me down beside it. I didn't move around much, afraid something else would pop up just to take a wack at my beaten and bruised skull.

I felt Andy's arms wrap around me, but he never said anything. He was quiet for the longest time, just sitting there beside me his lips pressed to the side of my head.

"I'd give anything to take it back." He whispered in my ear faintly. I guess I forgave him because I wasn't mad anymore, but I didn't know what had changed my mind. It seemed like hours were going by as we sat there, it might have been that long but I wasn't sure. I suddenly noticed Andy fidgeting around and and odd-sounding breaths.

"Andy?" I called to the boy beside me. I got back a quick response that sounded like a grunt.

"You have to go...it's starting." He didn't make much sense, so I demanded to know more.

"What? What's starting? Are you okay?" Questions spilled from me. I didn't know what was wrong and it had me worried. I turn toward the direction where he was sitting. The very dim light of dawn was finally beginning to show, allowing me to make out the boy's faint figure.

"I'm getting hungry. It'll take over and I'll start to feed on you if you don't get away." Andy explained, making small grunting sounds in between words like he was trying to fight off the urge to tear me to shreds. Though my head was damaged, my first thought was to run, but my stupid curiosity betrayed my mind.

"What happens if I do?" I asked, my heart racing making my breaths come quicker.

"You'll live...that's all that matters." He answered. His natural instincts growing stronger within him. I still felt like he wasn't telling me everything. I knew I was wasting my time, my chance to get away, but I had to know.

"What about you? What's going to happen?" I asked.

"My body runs on blood...without blood...I'll cease to function. My body will shut down and I'll die. Just go!" He spoke through gritted teeth, losing the free will to fight back. He was giving up his own life, just to let me go free. Andy Six would be gone, Black Veil Brides would lose it's center. Fans would be heart broken, all for my life. Was it worth it? ...To let him die just to save my own skin? My mind decided for me, it was worth his sacrifice. I kissed his shoulder once before standing up and slowly making my way toward the barn door. Tears misted my eyes, deep down I felt aweful, but made my way to the door silently. My right hand lifted up the latch and as it did I watched it, my heart suddenly sank.

The teeth marks biting into my skin were stabbing into my eyes as I stared at them. We'd forgotten about them. I suppose I deserved this for wanting to leave him to die. It was as if the bite's deadly effect was hitting me all at once, but I knew it was just my nerves. I stomach turned uneasily as I went back the way I'd just came. I found Andy, curled up in a ball on the ground. He was actually in pain from trying to fight off his hunger. Little did he know, he didn't have to fight it anymore. I sat down in front of him, placing my hand on the top of his head and letting my fingers slip through his soft black hair.

"Andy..." I whispered to him quietly, struggling to keep my tears back. He looked up at me with a shocked, yet sad expression. He didn't seem to understand. I held up my wounded right hand for him to see. Quickly remembering, he brought his lips to my knuckles, kissing the dried blood. It was his apology for everything, at least that's how I thought it in my mind. A tear escaped as I curled up beside him. I knew I was hurting him just by being so close, so I thought I would let him do it now.

His arms wrapped around my waist as his soft lips skimmed my neck, searching for the richest spot. I could feel my heart pounding, the beat was like a song that was heart was singing as a goodbye.

"I'll try to make it painless...ready?" His words echoed him my head, I nodded automatically. There was a very long, agonising pause, I thought it would never end. "I'm so sorry." That was the last thing I heard before a sharp pain hit my neck. I gasped at the sudden pain...then, it all went black...

...and there was nothing...