IS SOMETHING STILL SCARING YOU?

~~~~~ Vic~~

“ANGELICA, NICK, ANA, CHRI, HECTOR COME DOWN HERE!!” I yell as we were in my basement. We were going to talk to them and see where they were.

“Yeah dad?” Angelica peeks through the door.

“Come in you guys, we aren’t mad.” They all come in at once making them roll on the stairs.

“Oh my god Hector, you fat ass get off of me!” Complained Ana.

“No, I’m staying here.” Tony pushes Hector off Ana and starts laughing.

“Uncle Tony?” we hear a voice by the door.

“That’s Amber, IN HERE SWEETIE!” Amber enters the basement and smiles when she sees all of the instruments and us.

“Jesus, that bass is gorgeous!” She points at Jaime’s bass. Jaime gets the bass in his hands and hands it to her. She quickly puts the strap around her neck and runs her fingers on the strings. She smiles widely.

“Dad?” asked Angelica as she just saw the instrument set up.

“We’re helping you guys in your band.”

“Oh my god! Thank you!” She runs into my arms and I twirl her around.

“Can we play something for you?” asks Chris, getting a pair of drumsticks in his hands and twirling them around his fingers.

“Let see what you guys have.”

~~Chris~~

“Group huddle.” Ana, Nick, Amber, Angelica and Hector get close.

“Lets perform a song from Ptv.” I said.

“Which one, we know all of them.”

“Ummm, Hell above?” I said.

“You sure you got it Chris?” Hector asked as he got a bass in his hands.

“Hector I have drumming in my blood. I’ve got this.” We break the huddle and go to our position.

“ONE, TWO, ONE, TWO THREE.” And we started playing.

I cannot spend another night in this home, I close my eyes and take a breath real slow. The consequence is if I leave I'm alone, But what's the difference when you beg for love?



As I run through glass in the street, Kerosene hearts, Carry the name that my father gave me


And take the face of the world.



'Cause this is a wasteland, my only retreat! With heaven above you, there's hell over me.



I met a girl who never looked so alone,
Like sugar water in your mouth lukewarm.
She tied a cherry stem for me with her tongue, 
We fell in love and now we're both alone.



'Cause I don't need any more friends And another kiss like a fire on pavement,
We'll burn it down till the end.



Oh, oh
This is a wasteland, my only retreat!
With heaven above you, there's hell over me.
The water is rusted, the air is unclean
And there for a second I feel free.


This is a wasteland, my only retreat!



I waited all this night to honor you and say
"I know it's hard, but who are you to fall apart on me?!"



This is a wasteland, my only retreat! With heaven above you, there's hell over me.

'Cause this is a wasteland, my only retreat! With heaven above you, there's hell over me

.
You said "What about us?" Well, what about me? Hang from the gallows asleep in the rain.
'Cause This is a wasteland, my only retreat!



Paralyze me! Don’t let me, jump don't let me fall!

“So?” Angelica asks wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Our dads stayed quiet for a long time.

“Dad?” she asked again. They face each other and look at us.

“You guys are going fucking far,” Uncle Vic replied.

“What’s your band name?.” Uncle Jaime acted like he was interviewer.

We look at each other and Amber takes a step forward.

“Beaten For the Broken.”

This was a start of a new life.

Notes

AND THIS IS THE END OF THIS STORY! :)

THANK YOU FOR STICKING ARROUND.


I MIGHT DO A TREQUEL FOR THIS STORY.

BUT I DONT KNOW.

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