It All Ends In May
These Noises
“We’re here” Clifton muttered( https://goo.gl/images/Bc3YWA ). His dark blue eyes glinted with hate. I nodded and slowly got out of the car. We had just arrived to Warped Tour. Clifton is only here for Blood On The Dance Floor. He got out and started walking to the gates. I hesitated in the car before putting my hand on the door handle.
“Riley!” Clifton yelled. I swiftly walked over. I looked at the board, Pierce The Veil was on in 35 minutes, BOTDF was on the stage now. Clifton dragged me to the crowd.
“Put your cherry right on top, once you pop you cannot stop, watch your panties fucking drop, like an orange push up pop!” Dahvie sang. I slipped away from Clifton and ran to the bathroom - It was decent too- and ran into a random stall, locking it. PTV was on at 5, it was 4:45. Eh… It wouldn't hurt. I took off my phone case and removed the silver blade. I swapped my bracelets onto my other arm. I slowly dragged the blade on my wrist, watching the blood flow. It went from 1, to 2, to 3, to 4 and on and on. My vision got blurry. I looked down and my wrist was covered in cuts and blood. Blood was spattered on the floor. I put the blade back.
I swayed towards the sink, turning it on and cleaning the cuts. I hissed, who didn’t hate cleaning fresh cuts? Once my vision cleared and the blood stopped, I swapped my bracelets and checked my appearance. My bright green eyes were puffy, my ‘emo fringe’ was still okay.(A/N: Picture of hair, and also past selfie of Riley https://goo.gl/images/AarFxr ) I straightened out my shirt and readjusted my beanie (outfit here: https://goo.gl/images/1R74Ck ) I looked at the ground as I walked out to the venue. PTV should be going on in a few moments. I walk over to Main Stage and wait with the crowd. Vic runs out unexpectedly, being chased by Mike.
“AH NO, MIKE I’M SORRY, I DIDN’T KNOW CLAIMING BEER WAS SUCH A THING, PLEASE NO” Vic screamed as he ran across the stage. “WELL NOW IT IS” Mike yelled, pinning Vic on the stage. Jaime and Tony walked out, Jaime was holding Vic’s Guitar. Mike looked at the crowd, then Jaime and Tony and grinned. Vic squirmed underneath Mike.
“HELP GET MIKE OFF OF ME” Vic said, squirming even more now. That was when my head snapped back. I fell to the ground and saw Clifton.. “Fucking stupid piece o’ shit, you thought you could slip away from me and return to see your best fag band ever? Without getting a beating?” He seethed, then chuckled and he kicked my stomach. I doubled over in pain. All that was heard was some shouting. I was silent though…. This is basically normal. Kick to the head, ribs, punched in the jaw, and on my shoulders. I was definitely bleeding by now. He took my arm with the fresh cuts and twisted the skin- an Indian Rug Burn actually- so all the cuts opened. My ears rang.
“Pierce…...Has…...Canceled…...Sorry…..6:00” Is all I heard before I saw Clifton walking away. People had crowded around me. I passed out, right as someone picked me up.
Notes
oh my god this is terrible why
