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I Believe That We All Fall Down Sometimes (for BVB---FALLEN ANGEL)
Aria: 
“Leave me alone, Jack.” Aria pulled and struggled to free her wrist of his tight grasp.
“Not until you tell me you love me. You know you want me back. You can’t just walk away from me like that.” Jack pulled her back to him. She was fragile and weak; He was strong and powerful. He knew how to take advantage of her.
“You’re drunk.” She smacked his chest and turned to get away from him but his grip on her wrist held. “Jack, you’re hurting me!” She shouted. She tugged once more and felt an immense burning sensation as one of her fresh self-harm cuts popped open and began to spread the red liquid all over Jack’s hands and the sidewalk.
“You freak!” Jack released his grip, wiping the blood off on his jeans, and laughed. “You cut yourself? What are you, a thirteen year old emo kid? Come on, Aria. Cutting is for the weak.” He spat at her.
She gripped her bleeding wrist and watched Jack walk away from her to fend for herself. It was nearing nine o’ clock and not many people were on the road. She tried to stop a few people, but everyone just kept driving by her. She had forgotten her cell phone at home, and had no way of contacting anyone for help. If her wrist kept bleeding at the rate it was, she could be dead in a few hours.
“Hey, are you alright?” She heard someone say. She looked up to see a car pulling over next to her. “Oh, god. You’re bleeding.” The man inside the car commented. “Do you need to get to a hospital or something?”
“Please.” She begged and the man unlocked his car for her to jump in. She struggled to get the door shut before he zoomed off down the road towards the hospital.
“What happened to you?” He asked.
“It was nothing.” She said, trying to avoid the subject. It was dark inside the car, so she couldn’t see his face very well.
“Sure doesn’t look like nothing.” He commented, pulling up to the emergency room doors. “You go on ahead inside. I’ll go park and be in with you in a minute.”
She nodded and headed inside. His voice was so deep. She was dying to know who the mystery guy behind the voice was. A few moments after she had sat down, a tall lanky guy with dirty blonde hair strolled in and sat down next to her.
“Andy.” He introduced himself.
“Aria.” She said in return.
“Aria?” A nurse called out. “Come on down with me and we’ll stitch you right up.”
“Want me to stay?” Andy asked, beginning to stand up from his chair anyway.
Aria smiled and motioned for him to tag along. He was cute, after all. Emergency room visits always took hours. She might as well take him along to keep her company.
The nurse led them down the blank hallway lined with curtains, all drawn shut. She stopped in front of the only open curtain in the row of closed curtains. “We’re rather busy tonight, as you can see.” The nurse motioned to all the closed curtains.
Aria nodded and smiled at the nurse before stepping into the curtained off area and sat down on the bed. “The doctor will be with you shortly. Just keep putting pressure on the wound with the gauze we provided you with.” The nurse informed. Both Andy and Aria nodded as the nurse walked away.
Aria looked down at the already soaked gauze and sighed. Andy looked down at the soaked gauze as well but allowed his eyes to travel up the rest of her arm to her shoulder, and then jump to her face.
“Self-harm scars?” He asked, dragging his finger across her cut up skin.
She shrunk away from his touch. “How did you know?” She asked, staring at the scars herself.
“I just know.” He said vaguely. He looked at her and she could feel his eyes boring into her cheek. She looked over at him as well, his nose nearly touching her own. “I believe that we all fall down sometimes.”
“Yeah.” She breathed.
“Leave me alone, Jack.” Aria pulled and struggled to free her wrist of his tight grasp.
“Not until you tell me you love me. You know you want me back. You can’t just walk away from me like that.” Jack pulled her back to him. She was fragile and weak; He was strong and powerful. He knew how to take advantage of her.
“You’re drunk.” She smacked his chest and turned to get away from him but his grip on her wrist held. “Jack, you’re hurting me!” She shouted. She tugged once more and felt an immense burning sensation as one of her fresh self-harm cuts popped open and began to spread the red liquid all over Jack’s hands and the sidewalk.
“You freak!” Jack released his grip, wiping the blood off on his jeans, and laughed. “You cut yourself? What are you, a thirteen year old emo kid? Come on, Aria. Cutting is for the weak.” He spat at her.
She gripped her bleeding wrist and watched Jack walk away from her to fend for herself. It was nearing nine o’ clock and not many people were on the road. She tried to stop a few people, but everyone just kept driving by her. She had forgotten her cell phone at home, and had no way of contacting anyone for help. If her wrist kept bleeding at the rate it was, she could be dead in a few hours.
“Hey, are you alright?” She heard someone say. She looked up to see a car pulling over next to her. “Oh, god. You’re bleeding.” The man inside the car commented. “Do you need to get to a hospital or something?”
“Please.” She begged and the man unlocked his car for her to jump in. She struggled to get the door shut before he zoomed off down the road towards the hospital.
“What happened to you?” He asked.
“It was nothing.” She said, trying to avoid the subject. It was dark inside the car, so she couldn’t see his face very well.
“Sure doesn’t look like nothing.” He commented, pulling up to the emergency room doors. “You go on ahead inside. I’ll go park and be in with you in a minute.”
She nodded and headed inside. His voice was so deep. She was dying to know who the mystery guy behind the voice was. A few moments after she had sat down, a tall lanky guy with dirty blonde hair strolled in and sat down next to her.
“Andy.” He introduced himself.
“Aria.” She said in return.
“Aria?” A nurse called out. “Come on down with me and we’ll stitch you right up.”
“Want me to stay?” Andy asked, beginning to stand up from his chair anyway.
Aria smiled and motioned for him to tag along. He was cute, after all. Emergency room visits always took hours. She might as well take him along to keep her company.
The nurse led them down the blank hallway lined with curtains, all drawn shut. She stopped in front of the only open curtain in the row of closed curtains. “We’re rather busy tonight, as you can see.” The nurse motioned to all the closed curtains.
Aria nodded and smiled at the nurse before stepping into the curtained off area and sat down on the bed. “The doctor will be with you shortly. Just keep putting pressure on the wound with the gauze we provided you with.” The nurse informed. Both Andy and Aria nodded as the nurse walked away.
Aria looked down at the already soaked gauze and sighed. Andy looked down at the soaked gauze as well but allowed his eyes to travel up the rest of her arm to her shoulder, and then jump to her face.
“Self-harm scars?” He asked, dragging his finger across her cut up skin.
She shrunk away from his touch. “How did you know?” She asked, staring at the scars herself.
“I just know.” He said vaguely. He looked at her and she could feel his eyes boring into her cheek. She looked over at him as well, his nose nearly touching her own. “I believe that we all fall down sometimes.”
“Yeah.” She breathed.
Notes
This is the last submission I am doing until 7-13-13 due to Warped Tour. I will continue updating after then. I currently have 5 one-shot requests in the queue.Remember, if you would like a one shot featuring you and your favorite band member, read the Intro section and send a submission to my inbox!
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8/5/14