Devil Choir tour. (sequel to Unbroken)

I saw the guys push Quinn onstage with the rest of my band. I have to admit that I was a little bit jealous, but less so than I used to be.
Quinn dominated the stage, singing a various songs that were either covers, my band's songs, or her own creations. I felt proud watching her bacause I knew that this was good for her.
The set was almost over when Quinn started talking to the crowd.
"I want to bring out a special someone to sing this last song with me. As you all know, this band belongs to my big sister Kit. She's been having a rough time lately," Quinn spoke, her eyes begining to water, "So, Kit, come on out."
"Go on," Chris said, giving me an encouraging shove.
I walked out on stage and gave Quinn a confused look.
"I want to sing them our song, if that's okay with you," Quinn told me.
"But that means I'm singing-"
"Lead, yeah, I know. But this is your band, and you're better at singing this song anyway. So, you ready?"
I nodded my head and she handed me the microphone that she had in her hand. She grabbed another one from a mic stand on stage left.
"Okay, guys. This song is called 'Your Guardian Angel' by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus!" Quinn anounced to the crowd.
The guitars began to play and I gathered my nerves as I sang lead and Quinn sang the higher backing vocals.
"When I see your smile,
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm stronger I've figured out
How this world turns cold and breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Seasons are changing and waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
Cause you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cause I'm here for you
Please don't walk away,
Please tell me you'll stay more, stay more
Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay
Though my skies are turning gray
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven."
The crowd had been singing along the whole time, many of them holding their hands in heart shapes in the air. I didn't even attempt to hold back my tears and I formed my hands into a heart shape for them in return.
I left the stage and headed out of the venue to get some fresh air. I don't know what it was, but I always loved to be in the city at night. It was just freedom I suppose.
After about an hour and a half of sitting outside on the sidewalk, a roughly sixteen-year-old girl came up to me. She had bright red hair, piercing green eyes and a pale complection. She was wearing a Falling In Reverse t-shirt and an assortment of wristbands on her wrists.
"H-hi," she stuttered.
"Hey, what's your name?" I asked.
"L-Layla. I love your voice. I was kinda sad you didn't sing for the whole performance," she said quietly.
"Thanks. I would've performed more, but I just got out of the hospital about two hours ago, so I don't think I would've been up for it," I explained.
"Oh," Layla said as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear. Her bracelets shifted and I noticed angry red marks on her wrist.
"Layla," I sighed as I stared at her wrist.
Layla looked at to the place where I was staring and her eyes watered.
"I-I'm sorry. Th-things are j-just t-tough at h-home and I-I do-don't know an-another way to d-deal," she sobbed.
I got up from the curb and gave her a tight hug.
"Layla, it's okay. You don't have to explain yourself and you don't have to be sorry. I have them too," I told her as I pulled away.
"Y-you do?" she asked.
I nodded as I turned my arms over, exposing my scarred wrists. Some of the scars were old, quite a few of them were recent. The one cut that stuck out the most was the one I had made last night that was supposed to kill me.
"That should've killed you," she whispered, pointing to my most recent one.
"It almost did, but my sister and Andy saved me. You need to promise me that you won't hurt yourself, okay Layla? I promise I'll stop, if you do. Do we have a deal?"
Layla nodded her head and I gave her one last hug.
"I-I have to go. My mom will be upset if I don't get home by eleven," Layla said.
"Okay, I'll see you again sometime."
She smiled at me as she ran down the sidewalk and around the corner.
I think I had just made a difference in someone's life, and that meant the world to me. I knew I was going to sleep well tonight.

Notes

Sorry it took so long to update, but my internet wasn't working at my house yesterday and it only got fixed this morning, but I was at Area Thespian Conference for drama club, and I didn't get home til now.
~~~BVBfan1996