Chappy 4

I kinda wanted to meet up with Andy trough the next week but I was too embarrassed to ask Jay about his number and thus. She would just start bullying me about it like she did when I met the All Time Low guys trough her.

On that subject, they were coming to LA and had invited me backstage. I suspected that Alex would drag me on stage and make me sing Remembering Sunday with him. It wouldn't be the first time.

I'd spent a lot of the week checking out Black Veil Brides music and I'd bought a ticket to their concert in LA before they took the last month away on tour.

So at the moment, I was dressing up as a part of the BVB-army with the goal to sneak in between the other army members without being recognised. Not that it happened often but it did from time to time, especially when I was hanging with the All Time Low guys since they'd dragged me on stage more than once back when I accomplished them on a single tour.
I teased my short green hair up a bit and drowned it in hairspray before I moved on to putting some warpaint in my face and on my arms. I wore some green skinnies and a simple black tank top, completed with my leather jacket and combat boots.

I'd say that I could mend easily in with the BVB-Army. I wouldn't call myself a member of the army though I'd rather say that I was pretty fond of their music and may or may not have something for the singer. I really wanted to know him better, befriend him. He'd put up with my awkwardness and weirdness without even knowing me so I guessed he was... Different, special.

My car was still in a poor shape but luckily, the venue was within walking distance of Ja- our apartment. Jay was out so I didn't have to worry about her asking questions. She'd just laugh at me.

I reached the venue about fifteen minutes after leaving home and was met by countless people, waiting to get inside and have the evening of their lives.

I mended in with the hordes and followed inside when the doors opened for us and people streamed inside, nearly hitting each other to get up front. I didn't want to fight so I didn't even try to get up front. I just went to the back and looked as the venue was quickly filled up, mostly with screaming girls but also a fair amount of guys.

The warm up band was also pretty great but my mind quickly forgot about them when Andy and the other guys, whom I could now name as Ashley, CC, Jake and Jinxx, emerged on stage. After some words to the fans, they started their set, playing all three of their newest songs and a bunch of their most popular songs like Rebel Love Song, In The End and thus. I admit that I may have some few stalker-ish habits and this was also pretty stalker-ish but I really enjoyed myself and Andy looked so at home on stage. It annoyed me terribly that I was too awkward to ask Jay for his number n shit.

Days passed by again and nothing really happened. I lost interest in Black Veil Brides again, not their music though, I really liked their music. I couldn't really get Andy out of my mind, gosh he must've been some good friend to me already it couldn't be anything but friendship. Nuh huh. Nope. Only friends. Love is a lie anyways.

The night before, I'd been at All Time Low's concert and it had been a blast. Alex forced me to sing Juliet Simms' part in Remembering Sunday and I have to admit that I'd missed standing in front of a crowd. It had been months since I'd done that even though it was only three weeks since I was kicked out of my band, we hadn’t had any concerts for months.

I faced some trouble before I could get backstage at the show, though. Apparently they needed some evidence of me being invited before they'd let me in and I had a hard time giving it to them. At least in the end, this guy working with ATL recognised me and made sure I was let trough. He also invited me for a drink the evening after the concert and in the heat of the moment, I thanked yes. Fuck.

So now I was dressing up for a 'date' despite not wanting to. I couldn't bring myself to burn him off though so I had no choice other than showing up. This guy that I was meeting was pretty good looking; brown hair, side cut, awesome style, grey eyes reminding me creepily much of my own eyes, snakebites and a sweet smile. He was also older than me, probably about 26 or something like that... But idk, I wasn't really attracted to him. I never felt attracted to anyone more than the physical part, no feelings. The only persons I truly had feelings for was Jay, my mom and vague feelings for my friends but not too strong... I don't want to end up hurting.

"You're going out, Em?" Jay asked from the doorway.

"Yeah I accidentally promised this guy a date" I sighed "I don't want to go but whatever"

"Just promise me to be careful, k? I'll have to run now, but you know where my extra pepper sprays are. Bring one with you." She pulled her jacket on after pointing towards the kitchen and the famous pepper sprays. She had some interview with some band that I'd never heard of before so she disappeared out of the apartment before I managed to say another word.


"Yo, miss green hair" a voice sounded behind me as I was trying to spot my date in the pub he'd invited me to. I turned around, not able to localize who'd spoken until I spotted my date at the table furthest away, he held up two beers and waved at me with a huge smile making his grey eyes gleam just like my eyes did. Actually he really looked like me or my mom. That was freaky.

"Hey" he smiled as I approached him and sat down next to him on the other chair at the table without saying a word.

"Hi" I responded coldly and accepted the beer he held out to me, obviously not aware of the fact that I was 19 and not allowed to drink. Well I wouldn't not drink anyways alcohol was fun and a good friend to me.

"So..." He started, clearly struggling to find a way to begin a conversation between us.

"So?" Maybe I was acting cold but I honestly just wanted to go home... After drinking my beer.

"Okay, I'll just start explaining thing-"

"Explaining what?" I asked, cutting him off before he even got the chance to explain.

"Why I asked you to come. I mean. Not to be rude or anything but let's just say that you're not my type."

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow but decided upon letting him talk instead of cutting him off again.

"You remind me a lot of my sister and I guess that's why I instantly asked you to come here without really thinking about it twice. And there's something about you that only a few people have, this feeling of something different that I get from you." He looked around in a hurry, like he was making sure that no one heard us.

"And what is that then?" I asked, getting kinda annoyed with him. I guess I was an impatient person or he just didn't interest me at all and I really only wanted to go home and listen to music and sleep.

"It's ehm... Hard to explain. What if you told me your life story and then I'd tell you mine?" This guy really didn't make ANY sense at all. Omfg.

"What if instead, you talk first and then I can decide wherever to talk or not, after?" I asked cockily, not in the mood for any games or more people calling me mentally unstable after hearing my life story which according to people was a tragedy; 'oh she lost her mother before she even could sit up and aww poor little girl not having a family -blah blah blah'. I had my mom all the time but people were too big idiots to figure it out.

To my confusion though, he agreed.

"Well, I come from a family out of the ordinary, or so many would say. We have this power. We're different. Or not all of us are different but max three per generation. I'm different, my sister whom I also mentioned before, she wasn't." He stopped his tale and stared at a spot behind me before shaking his head and focusing on me again. "We can see the living dead if they want to show themselves," he continued "we can sense them if they won't AND we can predict the future of our loved ones, or the ghosts can but we can speak to them under special circumstances, example if they’re a part of our family. Some of us can even communicate with every one of the dead, even those not in their family, I can't."

I didn't realize until now, but while he'd spoken, I had leant closer to him over the table to make sure I got every word. This was maybe something I could use for a change.

"But if we return the subject to my sister; that's also where you fit in to the picture."

"I don't get why I fit in anywhere" I mumbled, even though I'd matched everything he'd explained me so far... I wouldn't give in and seem weak.

"Let me explain now" he said, a bit harsher than anything else he'd said so far. I decided to just let him finish his tale instead of causing more confusion.

"So my sister; beautiful girl, though, I don't remember her much. She was about ten years older than me, meaning I was only six the last time I saw her. That was twenty years ago soon... It was two months before her seventeenth birthday when they found the cancer in her. It had spread through her body for years, making it impossible to save her. She only had about half a year left if she didn't get chemo and she could have up till three years with all of those treatments, maybe even more. I was only six so I don't remember much, but our parents instantly accepted all of those treatments. That's when she freaked out. She ran away not even two months later and we never heard a word from her again..." He trailed off, apparently that was the ending of his story it seemed familiar to be honest.

"So now, miss James, I'd like you to finish the tale by telling me about your childhood." He looked at me with those grey eyes, the eyes I guess my mom had too despite not having any colours on her. The eyes I had.

"I... Was born twenty years ago in a week... My mom was seventeen and she died of terrible cancer when I was two months old, despite starting her treatments as soon as I was born. I was sent to an orphanage since they weren't able to track down my family. I don't remember anything but I wasn't alone for much more than a year before my mom showed herself to me again. Mom has always been here for me, she taught me so much, including playing the bass. She was the only friend I ever needed... Her name is Anna Marie and...” things finally fell into place in my brain as I held a small pause, “she told me about her wonderful younger brother more than once; Michael..." I didn't need to say anything else and I couldn't either since I was cut off by Michael pulling me into a hug all of a sudden.

"I found her" he mumbled to himself with a slightly crazy laugh and let go of me again, "I actually found my sister!" I stared at him slightly confused.

"I'm not your sister?"

"No. No! You're her daughter. I mean I already knew she was dead since she had the cancer and such but I actually managed to find out what happened to her. I missed her so much when she ran away and I never think I've seen my old pa so devastated, same goes for my mum... Gosh, you need to meet them someday! They know all about our weirdness n such so they'll love you right away-"

"Let's just slow down and let me understand this." I cut him off, running a hand trough my hair and letting out a quiet sigh. I guess I was really excited about everything too but it just seemed so unreal to me. "You're telling me; a girl who grew up in an orphanage, that you're my uncle? And now you want me to meet my grandparents at some point and become a part of a family I didn't even really know excited except for in my mother’s stories?" I asked, probably sounding incredibly stupid but I was confused goddammit.

"More or less, is there something wrong with that?"

"I... Guess... Not" I mumbled with doubt in my voice and shrugged.

He laughed and got up, looking at me like he expected me to do something, I raised an eyebrow at him for the I-don't-know-how-many-th time.

"Take me to your place so I can meet my sister?" He asked, I sighed and got up from my chair.

"Okay, just don't ruin anything in the flat, I'm living in my friend's flat since I was thrown out if my old bands flat" I sighed again, puffing my hair up a bit.

I should let it grow again, at the moment it was just long enough to pull back in a ponytail with my bangs hanging loose. I should probably also dye it another colour than green soon, maybe just white with icy blue dip dye or something.

Michael told me more about hi- OUR family as we walked to Jay's flat. I couldn't get used to thinking things like 'I have a family' cause in my mind, I was still an orphan with a ghost mother and a lack of friends and social skills plus a fear of love and having people depending on me and my foolish decisions.

We finally reached the flat and all of a sudden, Michael got really quiet, he seemed nearly nervous... But I guess that meeting your sister’s ghost after twenty years must be a bit hard so, yeah.

Luckily, I knew that Jay would be out till around midnight so she wouldn't try to give me another moral speech about her just being worried for me and wanting me to go to the doctor since I was probably schizophrenic and blah blah.

"Mom?" I called out as I entered the flat, motioning for Michael or Mich as he asked me to call him, to wait outside while I spoke to her first. Ghosts can be hard to deal with even if they're your own mom, annoying things.

I pull my jacket off and threw it on the couch before turning around to face my mom whom I know have appeared meanwhile.

"Hi mom" I laughed, she smiled back at me quietly. Ghosts wasn't only hard to deal with but they also had a hard time talking or maybe it was just my mom, I'd never actually tried speaking to other ghosts.

"So much has happened today..." I state, trying to find the easiest and shortest way of describing everything to her.

"Ehm... Mom... I met this guy, Mich... Don't start thinking anything weird because there's nothing romantic between us but... He's family." I explain, probably not the best explanation but whatever. She gives me a gaze, showing confusion and making me sigh and try to explain further.

"Mom, it's Michael, your brother, he's outside and he really wants to talk to you after 20. Let him explain ‘cause I still don't understand anything about this" I decided and turned around to get him before I even have her any chance to object or agree.

I walked outside and grabbed his right wrist boldly, dragging him with me into the flat, smiling at my mom as her eyes widened at the person she saw in front of her now.

After a quick introduction of the two, I basically forced them to talk in private in my room, both to get some silence to think in and to give them time to catch up and let her explain things.

I decided to hang out on twitter for the long while that I imagined their conversation would last, seeing that mom only speak rarely and haven't seen him for years. Also he couldn't see her as clearly as me, so hearing her would probably also be somewhat of a problem. But turns out, it took about 40 minutes before they finally emerged from my room, mom smiled quietly at me and Mich gave me a huge smile.

"Jay gets home soon, Mich, so I guess you better leave. Not to sound bitchy or anything it's just that I'm not really in the mood for her questions." I spoke. I'm so great when it comes to people, right?

"Ehm... Sure." Answered he quietly, dammit this was awkward already.

We followed him to the door and just before leaving, he turned around to me.

"Ya know, I'm playing the drums if you need a drummer in that new band you're forming" with that information, he left. Leaving me with my confusion and thoughts about both family and future, Great!

Anyways, I was so tired after he left that I simply tossed myself on my bed and fell asleep instantly, still wearing my clothes.

Notes

So I apologize deeply for not posting sooner... almost three weeks since last chapter D:
I have an explaination though!, I've started on a boardingschool and this school have the most horrible wifi connection ever known to human kind, LITERALLY! But they'll improve it soon so thats great :3
Also, there's just so many people everywhere so I have a hard time finding the space to write but IT WILL HAPPEN and I WILL FINISH THIS STORY, not yet of cause, I think there's a possibility that it'll get long but that doesnt matter xD
I'll post one more tomorrow or the day after tomorrow before heading off to school again c:
Lennie out!
Whoob whoob, what did you think? c: