You Saved Me

A few weeks later:
Katie's POV: Ashley and I have decided it might be best if we kept our engagement a secret for the time being, as not to upset any of his fangirls enough to send me anymore hate mail than they already do. I mean, sure, I don't let it bother me a whole lot anymore, but sometimes their hateful words still sting.
Anyway, I'm currently getting ready for the Golden Gods, and having a hell of a time getting my hair to do what I want it to, so I scream down the hall for Dahvie's help. The last thing I wanted to do was to bother my brothers, but sometimes a girl's gotta do, what a girl's gotta do.
"Hey, lil sis. What's wrong?" Dahvie asked, as he enters my bathroom.
"I can't get my hair to curl like you made it do that one day. You know. Like, for the release party," I tell him, holding my curling iron out to him, "So, will you help me?"
He laughs at me, then nods and says, "Sit."
"Bossy much?" I counter, sitting in the chair I usually do, when he does my hair. Honestly, I have to say, I love when Dahvie does my hair. He's so good with it and can always make it look amazing without causing a whole lot of damage.
Once he's done, he let's me check it out, and after I approve I hug him, and he leaves me to finish getting ready. I quickly do my makeup, then nails, and wait for them to dry. When I think they are, I quickly and lightly tap my nails together to see if they are still sticky.
They don't create any resistance as I pull them apart, so I move to my bedroom and grab my dress and heels, slipping them on, and moving on to my jewelry choices for the night. When satisfied, I take one last look in my floor length mirror and frown at my reflection.
The girl looking back at me, isn't me...She's a beautiful creature. One from a fairy tail. A punk/goth fairy tail, but a fairy tail nonetheless. I mean, just look at her.
Long, loosely curled black and hot pink hair. Dark black makeup, that shimmers in the light with each blink of her long-lashed eyes. A beautiful dress that should be worn by some famous actress to the Oscars, rather than a girl like me. This isn't me though...well, it is, but it isn't, if that makes any sense. This is someone that I've become to suit the needs and wants of others.
I sigh, then make my way back to my bed, pushing the curtains out of my way, and sitting on the edge. I look down at the outfit I'm wearing again, and think of what the real me would wear.
The real me would rather stay at home, playing video games with her friends and family, wearing sweats and a tank top. The real me would rather cuddle up in her over-sized hoodie and listen to music to pass the time.
Who have I become?
I don't have long to ponder this before a knock on my door alerts me to Jayy's next words...
"Ashley's here, kiddo. Hurry up in there."
"I'll be down in a moment," I say back, then get up and grab the clutch I'm going to take with me. Not like I have time to change my mind now.
"You look wonderful, as always, baby," Ashley's voice cuts through my fogged mind as I decend the stairs.
"Thank you, baby," I reply, trying to keep the annoyance out of my tone. Last thing I need is for him to think I'm pissed at him over something.
We say goodbye to Jayy and Dahvie, then Ashley and I head out to his car, where he helps me in the passenger's side, as usual.
I'm playing a dangerous game here. I'm turning myself into something I'm not and it's really starting to bother me.
What if it's all for nothing? What will I do then? Would I relapse? Would I do something worse than before? If I did relapse, would I be saved like before, or would I be left to fall flat on my face?
When we get to the Golden Gods, Ashley parks, then we walk up hand in hand, while I put on a convincing fake smile. The evening was a blur to me, other than when Andy started yelling at the crowd, who was booing at them. Can't really say I blame him. If I had his confidence, I'd probably do the same in his position.

Notes

I do once again apologize for the lateness of this. I have had a lot to deal with recently, but should be adding my little sister in as one of the authors soon, so it can hopefully be updated more often, while I'm out planning my own wedding with my fiancée.
P.S. This story will be coming to an end soon, but there will be a sequel to it.
Stay strong my fellow BVB army brats!
~Rebel<3