A Melodic Sound
Help?
"In the end as you fade in to the night
Ohh woah oh ohhh
Who will tell the story of your life."
I rolled over in bed to the sound of my alarm blaring through the room. As I stood up to get dressed that one feeling that was all to familiar came into my stomach. The feeling of fear, disgust, and just wanting it all to go away. But no matter how much i wanted to put it aside, it would always be there.
I picked up my phone and saw the time, 6:30. That means I have about one hour till I need to leave for school. I got up and went to my closet. I picked out my pair of black skinny jeans with the silver studs on the butt and rips all down the legs. I then went to my dresser and pulled out a Black Veil Brides shirt. This is my favorite band of all time. I put on a couple band bracelets to cover up the scars that go up both of my arms. Then I went to the bathroom and put on a thick line of black eyeliner, smokey eyeshadow, and mascara. On the way out of my room I grabbed my black Doctor Martins and my phone, iPod, and earphones.
As I ran down the stairs and walked out the door I put in my earphones. As I pressed play and Andy's soothing voice played in my ears I relaxed immediately. I totally forgot about the fear of running into Chelsea and her slut gang. Every time they saw me they would call me names, and beat me up. The sad thing is other than telling her to "Stop" and "Please Quit" when her and her gang were beating me I've never said two words to the girl or her clan.
But of course just as I got to my locker and was taking out my earphones, I heard someone say "Hey faggot." I turned around to see Chelsea and two other girls standing there all smirking at me. I knew it was about to get bad, so I just said "Leave me alone Chelsea." She just looked at me and laughed. "Now why would I do that? It's just to much fun to make you miserable. You make everyone else suffer from having to look at you in those Emo outfits everyday." Just as I turned to walk away she pulled me back by my hair and I flung onto the ground. I looked up just in time to see Chelsea's fist coming down to my face. I heard a crack in my nose and felt the warm blood start to pour out. Next thing I knew the two other girls were kicking me in the ribs. I felt like I was about to pass out from all the pain. Just when I thought I couldn't handle anymore, they stopped.
Chelsea looked down at me and said "See you tomorrow slut."
I just laid there for about five minutes recollecting myself and trying to let the pain go down. When I realized it was no use, I stood up. Thank god the lockers were there to catch me as I started to fall. I began to walk back through the doors of the school outside. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had to get away from this place.
As I made it outside into the sunlight and cool breeze, I started coughing. The coughing shook my body so much that just as I had made it to the sidewalk I fell. When I thought "Oh God I'm dying!" A heard a car pull up. I saw five pairs of black shoes running towards me. Then I felt someone put me in there arms. I opened my eyes and saw the last person I ever expected to see. Andy Biersack, holding me, looking me up and down. Assessing the damage I presume. When his eyes traveled back up to my face and into my eyes I saw a look of panic on his face. He asked me in his low deep gravely voice to wear only I could hear "Are you ok? How badly are you hurt?" As I opened my mouth to reply I felt light headed, and all I could get out was "help?"
Ohh woah oh ohhh
Who will tell the story of your life."
I rolled over in bed to the sound of my alarm blaring through the room. As I stood up to get dressed that one feeling that was all to familiar came into my stomach. The feeling of fear, disgust, and just wanting it all to go away. But no matter how much i wanted to put it aside, it would always be there.
I picked up my phone and saw the time, 6:30. That means I have about one hour till I need to leave for school. I got up and went to my closet. I picked out my pair of black skinny jeans with the silver studs on the butt and rips all down the legs. I then went to my dresser and pulled out a Black Veil Brides shirt. This is my favorite band of all time. I put on a couple band bracelets to cover up the scars that go up both of my arms. Then I went to the bathroom and put on a thick line of black eyeliner, smokey eyeshadow, and mascara. On the way out of my room I grabbed my black Doctor Martins and my phone, iPod, and earphones.
As I ran down the stairs and walked out the door I put in my earphones. As I pressed play and Andy's soothing voice played in my ears I relaxed immediately. I totally forgot about the fear of running into Chelsea and her slut gang. Every time they saw me they would call me names, and beat me up. The sad thing is other than telling her to "Stop" and "Please Quit" when her and her gang were beating me I've never said two words to the girl or her clan.
But of course just as I got to my locker and was taking out my earphones, I heard someone say "Hey faggot." I turned around to see Chelsea and two other girls standing there all smirking at me. I knew it was about to get bad, so I just said "Leave me alone Chelsea." She just looked at me and laughed. "Now why would I do that? It's just to much fun to make you miserable. You make everyone else suffer from having to look at you in those Emo outfits everyday." Just as I turned to walk away she pulled me back by my hair and I flung onto the ground. I looked up just in time to see Chelsea's fist coming down to my face. I heard a crack in my nose and felt the warm blood start to pour out. Next thing I knew the two other girls were kicking me in the ribs. I felt like I was about to pass out from all the pain. Just when I thought I couldn't handle anymore, they stopped.
Chelsea looked down at me and said "See you tomorrow slut."
I just laid there for about five minutes recollecting myself and trying to let the pain go down. When I realized it was no use, I stood up. Thank god the lockers were there to catch me as I started to fall. I began to walk back through the doors of the school outside. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had to get away from this place.
As I made it outside into the sunlight and cool breeze, I started coughing. The coughing shook my body so much that just as I had made it to the sidewalk I fell. When I thought "Oh God I'm dying!" A heard a car pull up. I saw five pairs of black shoes running towards me. Then I felt someone put me in there arms. I opened my eyes and saw the last person I ever expected to see. Andy Biersack, holding me, looking me up and down. Assessing the damage I presume. When his eyes traveled back up to my face and into my eyes I saw a look of panic on his face. He asked me in his low deep gravely voice to wear only I could hear "Are you ok? How badly are you hurt?" As I opened my mouth to reply I felt light headed, and all I could get out was "help?"
UPDATE!!
7/5/15