I stepped out of the hotel shower and felt refreshed. I looked at the clock and saw it read 6:00 pm. The concert was at 8:00 so I decided it was time to start getting ready.

I started to blow dry my hip-length purple hair. When I was done, I walked over to my suitcase and grabbed out the clothes I was planning on wearing to the concert: my favorite grey Pierce The Veil crewneck sweatshirt, a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, a pair of grey vans, and my black beanie. I set them out and went to go straighten my hair. I finished and put my clothes on and started on my makeup. I decided on a simple look. Just a bit of foundation, a light brown and cream smokey eye that looked cute with my green eyes, mascara, and eyeliner.

By time I was done, it was about 7:15 so I went to find Sky who was grabbing something to eat at the bar. I could definitely tell it was her; she’s the only one I’ve seen with bright red hair. “You ready?!” I almost shrieked from excitement.

“HELL YEAH!” she yelled as she stuffed the rest of her fries in her mouth, “LET’S DO THIS!” She did a little dance.

“You’re such a weirdo!” I said as I laughed, “But, god I love you. Let’s go!” and we headed to the concert.

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“WHAT’S UP SAN DIEGO?!?!” Vic yelled to us and the rest of the crowd, “Man, it’s good to be home. We’ve got a great set for you guys tonight, and we hope you love it as much as we do!”

They started off by singing my absolute favorite song, the song that helped me get through the hardest time in my life; Hold On Till May.

She sits up high, surround by the sun

One million branches and she loves every one

“Mom and dad, did you search for me?

I’ve been up here so long, I’m going crazy…”

By now, Sky and I were screaming our little fangirl heads off. I felt infinite, like nothing in the world could hurt me. All my troubles were far, far away. I felt okay again, just like I used to.

But of course, the feeling didn’t last very long.

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. “Hey, babe.” I heard a familiar voice whisper in my ear. “Fancy meeting you here.”

I froze. There is no way he was here. He didn’t even like this music.

I slowly turned around. “A-Andrew. W-w-what are you doing here?” I said.

“What does it look like?” He said with a smirk, “I’m getting my property back. Now, let’s go. I hate this emo bullshit.”

I resisted. He grabbed my wrist tightly. I was sure it was going to leave yet another bruise. “I said NOW.”

“No…” I whispered. "Just -- just leave me alone!" He started to grab me and I tried to scream, but nothing came out.

“Get your filthy hands off my best friend.” Sky snarled.

“SHUT UP, BITCH.” He yelled, causing people around to stare in shock. He shoved Sky which causing both me and Sky to fall. I felt a stabbing pain in my hip. I felt someone – I don’t know who – help pick me up.

“Now you little slut,” Andrew spat at me, “We are leaving. Now.”

Once again, I resisted. He lifted his hand and struck me across the face. He did it again… and again… and again until I found myself on the ground unable to move. He started to kick me and I knew this was the end of me.

My eyes started to feel heavy and I felt this warm numb feeling take over. I heard Vic sing those words that saved me not that long ago. “Darling, you’ll be okay…”

I heard someone yell “GET THE FUCK OFF HER, YOU FUCKING PRICK!” and everything went black.

Notes

Getting a bit more interesting (hopefully) ~