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Greek Temper- Biersack Family

Summary: We know Amber Lee-Biersack suffered PPD after having her daughter Addison was born. But what planted the seed in her head that turned her into a gym rat the second her doctor cleared her?

A/N: I used Google Translate for the one Greek word in here.

T/W: Fighting, Cursing, drinking, and body shaming

January 7th, 2017

Black Veil was celebrating Jinxx’s birthday, and this was the first time since Addison was born that Andy and Amber hung out with the guys in a group without their newborn.

“Happy birthday man,” Amber told Jinxx who gave her a smile.

“Thanks Amber. You know it’s become weird to not see you either pregnant or carrying Andy’s little twin,” he joked.

“Are we sure that the first one isn’t still true?” Ashley murmured, but Amber’s sober ears picked up on it. Especially after about six weeks of learning how to listen for any little peep that the newborn made during the night.

“Ashley, what the fuck did you just say about me?” Amber demanded, anger kindling in her hazel eyes. Ashley acted as if he didn’t hear her.

“Kitten, ju-just chill,” Andy told her with a goofy smile. The two of you tried your best to stay away from liquor unless it was a special occasion. But Andy had already had quite a few drinks and after not drinking for so long consistently, his tolerance crashed through the floor.

“Really Andrew?” Amber demanded, turning her anger towards her husband before sending a text to Ella quickly.

‘Hey, I know it’s a lot to ask but can you keep Addison overnight? I’ll tell you later’

“Oh shit,” CC raised his hands, knowing that Amber inherited her father’s temper when provoked. And the fact that she used Andy’s whole name didn’t bode well for the lead singer.

“It’s Jinxx’s birthday. Don’t make a scene baby girl,” Andy tried to calm her down, not realizing she called him by his legal first name.

“You’re gonna let him get away with calling me fat? While my body is still recovering from pushing our big ass baby out of my vagina!” Her voice started to raise and she was suddenly blocked by Jake.

“C’mon. I need to talk to you outside about Addison,” he told her, grabbing her arm gently and pulling her out of the living room and on Jinxx’s patio.

“Don’t you dare try to defend Ashley,” Amber threatened the one of two best friends of her husband’s band.

“I’m not. I actually did want to ask if you needed me to take Addison so you can take a day for yourself,” Jake offered a smile.

“Oh so you want godbaby cuddles, is that it?” Amber joked, relaxing ever so slightly.

“Please, I get cuddles whenever I want. But I read on Reddit that new moms need time to be themselves again to reduce the chance of postpartum depression,” Jake admitted with another shrug.

“Yeah that would be nice. I’ll let you know once this shit storm settles,” Andy had made his way to the patio. Thankfully Jinxx lived on the ground floor.

“H-hey Jake. Can I talk to Amber?” He asked with a hiccup and Jake flashed a look to Amber who gave a tiny nod. Jake left the married couple on the porch to hear CC and Jinxx bitching Ashley out for being a dick.

“Dude, how fucking stupid are you? She just had his big ass baby. If something happens, it’s on you,” CC’s voice turned threatening, which was a rarity for the drummer who was usually happy go lucky.

“If something happens to my best friend or godchild, I’m skinning you alive,” Jake threatened.

“Maybe you should just go chill in the back room dude,” Jinxx told Ashley, after his eyes wandered to a red faced Amber on his porch. It would be best for everyone if Amber didn’t see Ashley.

“Stop coddling her,” Ashley bit back.

“A little constructive criticism never hurt anyone. Maybe it’ll get her back in the gym. She used to have a banging body and now since she got pregnant, she’s not the same,” he shrugged.

“For a guy that gets so much ass on the road, you have no idea how the female human body works. She’s still recovering from her body being stretched and going through actual trauma. It’s gonna take some time for her body to get back to normal,” Jake snapped.

“What the actual fuck Andy! You let him talk about me like that IN FRONT OF YOU! I don’t give a flying fuck if you’re drunk. You obviously know how to speak considering you used to do whole ass shows drunk off your ass. So why can’t you defend me from that kólos?! (Greek for Asshole)” Amber yelled, her tanned cheeks turning an angry red.

Sign #2 that Amber was pissed without having to see her face: she switched to Greek.

“Baby, you’re being,”

“Do NOT say I’m being sensitive. It was clear as day. Jinxx said that it’s weird to not see me pregnant or carrying Addison in my arms and Ashley literally went,” Amber started to imitate Ashley, stupid face and all.

“Are we sure the first one isn’t true?” Her voice and face went back to normal.

“How the fuck am I supposed to take that?!” Amber demanded.

“I mean baby, you are still a little bi-” Andy remarked and Amber never thought she would see the day but she slapped Andy.

But today was the day.

“Don’t you dare come home,” her voice came out venomous as she opened the glass sliding door and grabbed her purse before heading to the street where she was parked.

She called the one person that would understand what she was going through completely.

“Hey Amber, is everything alright?” Her aunt Taylor answered the phone.

“Hi honey!” Heather spoke from her spot next to Taylor.

“Mama, Mama #2 I’m coming over,” Amber tried to keep the tears at bay, but both moms went on high alert.

“What happened baby girl?” Heather asked and Taylor got up to unlock the door.

“Are you guys at Aunt Taylor’s mama?” She asked and Heather sighed, hearing the note in her baby’s voice.

“We’re at Aunt Taylor’s,” Heather responded softly.

“Daddy isn’t there, is he?” Amber asked, knowing how overprotective Tommy was of her, especially since she got pregnant and still since she gave birth.

“No he and Uncle Nikki are at the studio,” Taylor answered. By now, Amber was pulling into the street that would lead her to the Sixx household. Luckily the roads were pretty empty, relatively speaking for Los Angeles. Also, Jinxx didn’t live far from the Sixx’s.

Amber’s car skidded to a stop and she got out of it with her mascara running down her cheeks and she opened the door, hiccups leaving her lips.

“Amber sweetie, what’s wrong?” Taylor asked when she saw the door open and the new mom come in with mascara running down her face.

“Where’s Andy?” Heather asked, taking a peek through the still open door.

“I left his ass at Jinxx’s,”

“C’mon baby,” Taylor steered her away from the door and into the kitchen, Heather hot on her heels.

“Sit down and hug your momma while momma #2 makes you some tea,” Taylor told her while Heather stood next to Amber sitting at the breakfast bar, and held her shoulders while Amber’s head laid on her mother’s shoulder.

“Sweetie,” Heather started before her best friend cut her off.

“Heather, hold off until she gets the tea,” Taylor told her best friend softly while the water boiled and she grabbed the chamomile tea bags.

Amber pulled her phone out of her pocket when she felt it buzz.

A picture of Andy and her holding Addison filled the screen and Amber tossed her phone on the counter.

“The fucking voicemail can take that,” she growled. Once it did go to voicemail, Heather peeked at it to see a text from Ella.

“Baby, Ella said she’ll keep Addison overnight for you. She’ll just need more milk to last her,” Heather started to rub circles into Amber’s back.

“Alright sweetie, some chamomile tea,” Taylor slid the mug of tea to Amber and she got up to give Taylor a bone crushing hug.

“Thanks,”

“It’s completely alright baby,” Taylor told her, before Amber pulled away and sat down taking a sip of tea.

“He let Ashley call me fat,” Amber finally spoke. The dynamic mom duo were just going to wait until she was ready to talk to find out what happened.

“What?” Heather asked, not being able to picture it in her head.

“Ashley needs to be taken out back to find his own switch,” Taylor growled, her own protective nature coming out.

“Not until after I hit him with a car,” Heather added.

“So what happened before that? Last I knew, you guys were celebrating Jinxx’s birthday at his place,” Taylor prodded while Heather continued to rub Amber’s back and ensure she kept drinking the tea.

“We were. Jinxx made a joke how it’s weird that I’m not pregnant or holding Addy. And then,” she took another sip.

“The fucking kólos said that I still looked pregnant,” Tears welled in her hazel eyes and Heather brought her head to her shoulder.

“Baby I’m so sorry,” The moms didn’t have to know any more to put the missing pieces together. Andy didn’t stand up for his wife.

“I’m his fucking wife for the gods sake. Had someone done that in front of daddy or Uncle Nikki, that person would be six feet under,”

“You’re not wrong baby,” Heather continued the circles before looking at Amber’s phone to see another call from Andy.

“Yes?” Heather answered.

“H-hey Heather,” the frontman was shitting bricks, getting sober pretty fucking quick. The fact that Heather answered his wife’s phone meant there was a ticking clock above him before his father in law and Nikki found out. He knew he fucked up when Amber slapped him so hard it just stopped stinging a few minutes ago.

“Put his ass on speaker,” Taylor ordered, ready to deliver a verbal ass whooping.

“Andrew Dennis bless your heart,” Taylor mumbled under her breath, pinching the bridge of her nose before continuing.

“How fucking dare you let that little asshole talk about Amber and not defend her? After all y’all have been through, for you to just stand there with your thumb up your ass,” Taylor demanded, the southern coming out strong. For the most part, she’d lost her accent, but it always came out when she was tipsy, sad, or pissed.

“Heather, Taylor, I’m-”

“We’re not the one you need to apologize to,” Taylor spoke before hanging up.

—-

“Shit,” Andy mumbled, looking at his phone.

“So are you a dead man walking?” CC asked, stepping outside to see Andy pacing and as pale as a ghost.

“Not yet. She’s with Heather and Taylor. When Tommy or Nikki find out about this, I will be,” he spoke.

“Plus they’re right, I should’ve stood up for her. She’s my fucking wife and mother of my child,” Andy ran his hands down his face.

“Yeah you should’ve. Amber shouldn’t have felt the need to leave. I will say though, the little Greek got you good,” CC commented. The red handprint was still vibrant against Andy’s ivory cheek.

“Has the princess not calmed down yet?” Ashley asked, stepping outside and grabbing a smoke.

“Dude, you called a new mom fat. I’m surprised she didn’t go all Tommy Lee on your ass,” CC remarked, before sitting on one of the patio chairs.

“She still probably will the next time she sees him. And if I’m going down, you’re going down with me,” Andy looked at his bassist, not knowing if the love of his life was going to forgive him or not.

“You better hope to God that I don’t lose my wife over this,” Andy growled before grabbing his phone and calling an Uber to Taylor’s. He needed to see her.

—

After twenty minutes, a car pulled in front of the Sixx house and Taylor peeped through the window.

“Aw hell nah! Amber baby, go get me my belt or a hanger from the closet,” Taylor told her before cracking open the door.

“Boy, you better hope you got a tennis bracelet in your pocket for that poor girl,” Taylor spoke as she saw the frontman get out of the Uber.

“Andy, you’re so lucky Tommy and Nikki are at the studio,” Heather told him, coming to stand beside Taylor. It was almost comical. With Andy standing at 6’4 and the moms standing at 5’5 and 5’3, they had to look up at him.

“Please, can I see her?” Andy asked, his voice cracking as tears filled his eyes.

“That depends,” Heather crossed her arms.

“On what?” Andy asked.

“If she wants to see you,” Heather told him. Taylor walked back to the couch where Amber was sat texting Ella about what happened, and how the moms had it covered.

“Baby, Andy’s here and he wants to see you. Your momma and I told him it’s up to you. You can always stay here as long as you’d like if you don’t wanna see him,” Taylor offered.

She would never want any of the kids to feel like they had to stay in a situation where they didn’t feel 1000% loved.

“Yeah, bring him in. But can you and mama sit in the kitchen and listen in?” Amber asked softly.

“Oh that’s what I was planning on doing anyway,” Taylor smiled and kissed the top of her curls before walking over to see Heather still guarding the door and opening it farther so Andy could enter.

“C’mon Heather, let’s give them space,” Taylor said quietly as she steered the fellow mom to the kitchen. The blonde’s face looked outraged until she realized what Taylor had planned.

Andy stepped into the living room to see his wife staring at the ring he put on her finger three years ago and the band he put on her almost two years ago.

“You know, if there was one person I counted on to fight for me, it was you,” The young woman’s voice was calm and still, and Andy knelt in front of her.

“I’m so sorry baby. Please forgive me,” Amber looked up from her ring and saw genuine fat tears in Andy’s oceanic eyes.

She’d seen that look before.

She’d seen it on her father’s face twice.

Once immediately after her mother told him she wanted a divorce and the other when it happened with Pamela.

“I’m not leaving you,” she told him softly. Every fiber of the frontman’s being wanted to pull his wife in for a bone crushing hug, but he knew better.

“I’m not going to leave you. But I’m not going to stand by and let people disrespect me like that and have you just let it slide. That’s bullshit and you know it. I’m kicking Ashley’s ass and there’s nothing any of the guys are gonna be able to do to stop me,” Amber wasn’t afraid to go after a man.

While her father loved her immensely, it also extended to having taught her how to fight if need be.

Plus, when she started developing anger problems, Tommy and Heather signed her up for martial arts classes to try and give her another outlet that would serve a dual purpose and teach her self defense.

So along with her having been taught the Mötley way to fight, she was also taught the discipline of martial arts.

“And if he makes another comment about it, I want him out. I know the guys are getting sick of his shit too. He’s been acting like a Prima Donna since Wretched and Divine. Hell, he didn’t want to do the Bryan interview the night before the record came out because he felt he was too good for it,” Amber finished her rant, not having taken a breath through that rant and now her tanned cheeks were red from no air rather than being upset.

“I promise kitten,” he told her and held out his arms and Amber tossed the blanket to the side, pulling her husband into a tight embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck.

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