Mr. Insanity|Andy Biersack Fanfic

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"I'll see you dead, Andrew."

"I'm sure you will, Charlotte, my dear." He smirks, "Just not today."
Two serial killer psychos loose. A detective hellbent on revenge. Secrets yet to be discovered. It doesn't get any more twisted than this.


6. Voices

A/N: Chapter song Voices by Motionless In White

Out of all my stories, this story is the one I'm most focused on right now tbh. So I'm hoping to update more often than I have been. #LifesABitch

Italicized parts are thoughts and the "voice" in Andy's head (You'll see what I mean). I hope it doesn't confuse you.


(Andy's POV)

I look over disgustedly at a couple just going at it at the bar. I mean, it's revolting. His tongue is strangling her tonsils and his hand's so far up her skirt it'd take ten men to pull it back out. Yes, thank you. That's exactly what I came here to see. Dear lord, that's what hotels and bedrooms were invented for.

Hey, I may be a killer, but at least I don't fuck my girls in public.

I suppose they are "in love" and that's why their hands can't seem to be torn off each other. Love, yuck! Who needs it? I was in love once.Yeah, that turned out real well.

You acted like a damn pathetic fool.

Shut up.

You were weak.

Shut. Up.

You let her live. The only one you let live. 

Shut the fuck up.

And look what your weakness got you. She hates your guts.

I shake my head to clear away the nagging voice. I look back at my drink. I usually don't leave my place unless I'm looking for a girl these days. Damn television and police make it so hard for a person to go unnoticed. However, I've always found -when I really try- I can blend in and hardly am noticed unless I intend to be. Call it a knack or luck. For some reason, I felt the need to come here tonight. Why? I'm not quite sure. It hasn't been very long since my last kill. And I never go after another girl this quickly.

Throwing my head back I swallow the rest of my drink in one gulp. This is pointless, I finally decide as I get up from the small table in the shadowed corner where I had been sitting. 

"Umph!" I stumble back hitting my lower back against the table as someone bumps into me. "Haven't you got any fucking eyes!?" I say loudly. A pretty red head's hazel eyes meet mine making me lose my anger. 

She's the one. Number 20.

"I'm sorry. I didn't see you there," she says softly.

I can't kill another one this soon, that'd be stupid. I'm more likely to be caught that way.

But, she's perfect. Look at her.

And I do. My God, she's pretty. More so than most of the girls I pick.

"Don't worry about it," I smile at her, pouring on all my charm. "Would you like a drink....Um....What is your name anyways?"

"Harmony Rivers. And you are?" She asks. "Dennis Black," I say quickly, "Would you like a drink, Harmony." Her full, red lips curve into a sly smile, "Actually, I'd rather leave this place."


Harmony took me to a small hotel, just outside of town. It was those kinds that look small separate buildings side by side. Cabins I think they're called. She takes me to the one at the very end, number 17. All the other cabins seem to be empty, I don't see any cars. A large house at the top of the hill, with all the lights off. Most likely the owner's home, who's probably already gone to bed. The house is fairly far away, out of sound range I'd say, which is perfect. I couldn't have asked for a better set up than this.

Standing behind her I kiss her neck as she unlocks the door. Grabbing me by my shirt she pulls me inside. Slamming the door closed and locking it, I turn around to see her smiling widely.

"What?" I ask.

"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about how much fun we're going to have."

I go to kiss her but she pulls away. I look at her confused. "Wait, a minute. I have to visit the little girls' room first." She closes the bathroom door behind her, disappearing completely from my view. "Make yourself at home," she calls from the other side of the door.

I sit down on the bed and turn on the TV.

"Andy Biersack is still at large after claiming 19 victims already."

My picture flashes across the screen as the newslady speaks.

"The police are doing all they can to stop this true monster, but their efforts seem almost futile as this deranged killer remains on the loose."

I quickly turn off the TV. The last thing I need is for Harmony to see it. I can't have her find out and spoil all my fun. The night's still young, I haven't even gotten to sleep with her. It'd be a damn shame to have to kill a beauty like that without getting to sleep with her first.

I get a feeling that travels up my spine, the kind that makes the hair stand on the back of your neck. Tilting my head back I look up into the crazed eyes of Harmony standing behind me, a large knife in her hand. "Boo!" She shouts as she goes to plug the knife into my chest.

Oh my Lord! How the fuck do I get into these things! I quickly roll off of the bed. What kind of self-respecting killer would expect running into another killer? But there she stands, crazy and as big as day. A wide, evil grin stretching ear to ear. "What's a matter baby? Don't you want to play with me?" She says, her voice in mock disappointment.

"Not really you crazy bitch," I state, standing up I rush toward her. I manage to knock the knife from her hand. "Me?! I'm the crazy one here?! Excuse me buster, you're the one with 19 victims under your belt."


A/N: And here's where I leave you hanging, cause I'm that evil😈😂 No worries though, I already have the next two chapter nearly done. Updates very soon.

What do you think so far?

Also, did you get the Norman Bates/Bates Motel vibe when it came to the hotel (Movie with Anthony Perkins which is the original and not the series)? Cause that's what I was aiming for. I love all 4 Psycho movies with Anthony Perkins as Norman Bates. I haven't watched the series yet.

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