She's mine, you stay away from her it's not her time!
Pretend like I don't entice you
I heard the faint beep of my alarm as I woke from my much needed beauty sleep. I grabbed my phone from the table beside my bed to shut off my alarm, I squinted as the bright light hit my eyes. It took me merely seconds to realize the date, I squealed and jumped up and dialed my best friend Alices number.
"Hello?" She answered, I had obviously torn her away from her sleep. I screamed into the phone, "It's here! It's finally here!" Once she gathered her thoughts she joined me in my excitement. Today was the day we were finally going to meet Pierce the Veil.
The past two years have been complete shit for me, my mother killed herself in the room next to mine and my dad couldn't handle it anymore and left me with my aunt and I haven't seen him since, he doesn't even call. But their music was there for me. I've been going through depression and for a year and a half I would cut every night, then cry myself to sleep, I have attempted suiced twice. But then one night when it was getting bad again my only friend, Alice, came over and introduced me to PTV. After that night I couldn't stop listening to Vics enticing voice, they became my entire life. After watching several interviews, and videos and doing my research on them, he and the rest of the group inspired me to try to get better. It was the hardest thing I've done in a long time, but I finally stopped cutting and burning myself and I have been clean for almost 6 months. I decided it was time that I meet the people who saved my life and make sure they know that. I know I am not the only person they have saved and they deserve to know what such amazing people they are.
"What time are we leaving?" Alice asked through the phone, with obvious excitement in her voice.
"We need to leave by 2 so we can have time to drive and get there early to wait in line." I answered her. We were driving from Maryland to Virginia to see them because that's the closest they were coming, but it will be absolutely worth it.
Alice said, "Well then I need to hurry! I have to take a shower, i'm gonna meet you at your house in like an hour so you can help me pick out what to wear!"
"Alright, I need your help too! Call me when you leave, see you later."
"Bye!" I hung up the phone and tossed it on my bed and went to get in the shower.
I turned on the shower making sure it was the right temperature, I slipped my clothes off and hopped in. I looked down at all my scars and reminded myself that I needed to stay strong. I went through the motions washing my hair and body, but my mind was going wild thinking about all the possibilities tonight. I desperately wanted to hang out with them and tell them how much their music meant to me and how it saved me.
When I got out I stayed in my towel pulling three different possible outfits trying to figure out which would be best, but I wasn't having much luck. As if on cue my phone started to ring as Alice called, I picked it up, "Hey."
"Hey, I'm almost there," she said through the phone.
"Good, I seriously can't think of what to wear," I started panicking.
"Dude, calm the fuck down, i'll help when I get there. Bye," she said as she hung up.
Not 5 minutes later I heard her pull into my driveway, I ran down the stairs still in my towel and opened the door for her. She dragged in a suitcase behind her, "What the hell is that for? You do realize we're driving back tonight, right?" I asked her.
"No shit, these are all the outfits I need to chose from for tonight!" she said as she began unpacking it all onto my bed.
"You have a serious problem, you know that right?" I laughed at her.
"Whatever, what outfits did you narrow it down to?" She asked me. "These," I said as I pointed to the three outfits laying out.
We continued to go through each others clothes for about an hour, it was reaching one o'clock leaving us an hour.
She settled on black skinnies, a PTV tee, vans and braided her hair to the side, I on the other hand chose to go with a teil crop top with some high waisted shorts with black ripped tights underneath and combat boots. A lot of my scars were exposed but I had gotten more comfortable lately, and I felt like I could do this without being judged at the concert.
It hit 1:57 and we were in the car on the way to Virginia, both of our nerves on edge.
We couldn't hold in out excitement any longer as we blared Pierce the Veil through the car.
"Hello?" She answered, I had obviously torn her away from her sleep. I screamed into the phone, "It's here! It's finally here!" Once she gathered her thoughts she joined me in my excitement. Today was the day we were finally going to meet Pierce the Veil.
The past two years have been complete shit for me, my mother killed herself in the room next to mine and my dad couldn't handle it anymore and left me with my aunt and I haven't seen him since, he doesn't even call. But their music was there for me. I've been going through depression and for a year and a half I would cut every night, then cry myself to sleep, I have attempted suiced twice. But then one night when it was getting bad again my only friend, Alice, came over and introduced me to PTV. After that night I couldn't stop listening to Vics enticing voice, they became my entire life. After watching several interviews, and videos and doing my research on them, he and the rest of the group inspired me to try to get better. It was the hardest thing I've done in a long time, but I finally stopped cutting and burning myself and I have been clean for almost 6 months. I decided it was time that I meet the people who saved my life and make sure they know that. I know I am not the only person they have saved and they deserve to know what such amazing people they are.
"What time are we leaving?" Alice asked through the phone, with obvious excitement in her voice.
"We need to leave by 2 so we can have time to drive and get there early to wait in line." I answered her. We were driving from Maryland to Virginia to see them because that's the closest they were coming, but it will be absolutely worth it.
Alice said, "Well then I need to hurry! I have to take a shower, i'm gonna meet you at your house in like an hour so you can help me pick out what to wear!"
"Alright, I need your help too! Call me when you leave, see you later."
"Bye!" I hung up the phone and tossed it on my bed and went to get in the shower.
I turned on the shower making sure it was the right temperature, I slipped my clothes off and hopped in. I looked down at all my scars and reminded myself that I needed to stay strong. I went through the motions washing my hair and body, but my mind was going wild thinking about all the possibilities tonight. I desperately wanted to hang out with them and tell them how much their music meant to me and how it saved me.
When I got out I stayed in my towel pulling three different possible outfits trying to figure out which would be best, but I wasn't having much luck. As if on cue my phone started to ring as Alice called, I picked it up, "Hey."
"Hey, I'm almost there," she said through the phone.
"Good, I seriously can't think of what to wear," I started panicking.
"Dude, calm the fuck down, i'll help when I get there. Bye," she said as she hung up.
Not 5 minutes later I heard her pull into my driveway, I ran down the stairs still in my towel and opened the door for her. She dragged in a suitcase behind her, "What the hell is that for? You do realize we're driving back tonight, right?" I asked her.
"No shit, these are all the outfits I need to chose from for tonight!" she said as she began unpacking it all onto my bed.
"You have a serious problem, you know that right?" I laughed at her.
"Whatever, what outfits did you narrow it down to?" She asked me. "These," I said as I pointed to the three outfits laying out.
We continued to go through each others clothes for about an hour, it was reaching one o'clock leaving us an hour.
She settled on black skinnies, a PTV tee, vans and braided her hair to the side, I on the other hand chose to go with a teil crop top with some high waisted shorts with black ripped tights underneath and combat boots. A lot of my scars were exposed but I had gotten more comfortable lately, and I felt like I could do this without being judged at the concert.
It hit 1:57 and we were in the car on the way to Virginia, both of our nerves on edge.
We couldn't hold in out excitement any longer as we blared Pierce the Veil through the car.
7/29/13