Fate Will Find a Way
1. Capitol Hill and Broadway
It was almost 5:30 am, within seconds my alarm was about to go off like a hurricane. I was right, A.T.W.A blasted out of my iHome way louder than I thought it would. I sprang out of bed and slammed my right hand, nearly knocking the iHome off my nightstand, almost breaking it. My head fell into my hands, I wanted to cry more than anything but I was just too numb to feel any emotion. I had become an anti-social lone wolf ever since my parents dissapeared, leaving me to find a place to live, a job, to at least survive for the next two years. I had dropped out of highschool when they dissapeared so I could support myself, being the only child I was at the young age of 16. I lived a life full of stress, depression, and suicide. Although, music saved me from killing myself and stopped me from harming myself, too. Metal, especially heavy metal. I did make the acception of falling in love with the lyrical content and the art of Black Veil Brides. Even though it wasn't extremely heavy like I prefered, I fell in love with their sound.
5:35. I had to be out the door by 6. I worked a 3 hour shift at a local lesbian strip club just over on Broadway. The three hours I worked in the morning and three hours I worked at night was just enough extra to keep my small studio apartment only five minutes away from Boadway on Capitol HIll. I hated working there, but it was the only way I could get by. Illegally, I stripped there. Made under the counter money with the manager and what ever I got from customers. I threw my hair up in a pony tail and teased it for some extra volume and pinned my bangs back for a small bump on my crown and slid into a leather bra, leather shorts, fishnets, and a lether vest and snuck out to my rat rod 1970 Volkswagen Bettle. One of the only things I was actually proud of.
As soon as I got off after many lap dances and one "super special", I managed to rank up $700 and one hours worth of crying. It had only been the second time I had ever had sex with another female and I extremely disliked it. When I got back home, I grabed Murphy my bi-colored corgi and made my way to Ballard for band practice.
Our band was very known all over the west coast but we had yet to be signed. We did manage to get around 10,500 promising fans along the west coast. We called them our pack, our band was called the Lone Wolves. A lot of people told us that name wouldn't get anywhere but obviously we were getting up in the ranks extremely fast and our songs were played quite often on 99.9fm.My band, me being the lead singer and front man, was mainly the only thing I was proud of. Some of my strip club customers recognized me, but they were sincere enough to keep my secret and I greatly thanked them for that.
Once I had my microphone in hand, around the people I loved the most and the only family I had, my stress was lifted and depression vanished once I started belting out the lyrics that told my story and my dreams. Before I knew it, the 3 hours flashed by in a blink of an eye and I was already hugging Phoenix, Olli, Lennox, Ivan, and Rick good-bye. Yes, a one girl-five men band. I didn't mind it at all. Girls were too much drama and I felt like one of the guys.
Back in my Beetle again, almost in tears for the second time because I really didn't want to leave them. We were all single, I'm so surprised no normal hormonal chemical reactions between all of us were sparked. Most likely because we all came from broken families and just wanted a family to really call our own. That's what we had become. We prefered being single and being with each other as a non-related family. I could tour with them till I die and I still wouldn't be tired of them. Yet I was the youngest and most vulnerable. Phoenix was 17 (growls and vocal fryes, anything with screaming), Olli 19 (bassist), Lennox 28 (Lead guitarist and most fatherly figure), Rick 25 (rhythm guitarist), and Ivan 23 (drummer). Nothing felt weird about the age difference at all, me being 16 and pretty much the leader of the pack of lone Wolves. Yet we weren't lone since we had each other. Kind of ironic I think. As I drove off now in tears, I made my routinely arrends around Seattle.
After stopping at the grocery store, water district, Guitar Center, a few thrift stores, and a movie with the guys, my treat, I was back at home cuddling with Murphy on my bed reading a good book. I hadn't read in so long and it felt nice to have one night off from being at the strip club. During this time, I was also blasting Black Veil Brides new album, Wretched and Divine. Within three days, being the singer I am, I memorized all the lyrics for each of their songs and even debated covering Wretched and Divine with the band but a more metalized version of it with out all of the extra sound in the backround. I was so pumped to see them in a month at Studio 7 just passed Downtown Seattle over by the Sodo district. Andy had become my idol and why I had even became a singer and started my own band. It had always been my dream but it faded over time until I discovered Black Veil Brides and it was revived again.
What I didn't realize is that I fell into a deep trance-like sleep as soon as the Final Transmission ended, and that dream was so extremely vivid and real, I couldn't believe I had actually dreamt it all when I woke the next morning.
It was Andy and I sometime in the future, standning in front of Studio 7. He smoking a ciggarette and I, I prefered a nice thick joint of my favorite strand of weed, Blue Dream. We were being interviewed by Bryan Stars, it being the 8th interview he did with Black Veil Brides but this time Featuring the Lone Wolves with lead singer Elena Lupus. Bryan then asked us "So, how is the tour going traveling with the Lone Wolves? Haha that sounds so much cooler than I thought it would sound!"
"It does sound badass, I love how it's layed out on the flyers. 'Black Veil Brides including special guest, the Lone Wolves' I don't know why but I sure as hell think that sounds so badass HAHA!" a guttural laugh came out of Andy.
"I'm going to go ahead and answer this one Andy since your so used to touring with other bands. But anyways, I feel so blessed to tour with Black Veil Brides, it being our first nation wide tour. I fucking love the experience and the feeling of it and of course, touring with one of my all-time favorite bands. It's a true treat. At one point we had to share a tour bus for a few nights because ours broke down and boy was it interesting. 12 guys and 1 girl BAHAHAHA!"
"12 guys?" Bryan asked cautiously.
"Well there was my 5 men from my band, then Andy and the rest of his members, and two bus drivers. I was around so much testosterone and man sweat, I was worried my ovaries were about to fall out of my vagina and grow a scrotum while my clit grew into a full blown penis!"
Bryan and Andy were on there knees clutching their sides, I had never seen either of them laugh so hard. But I was glad that it was I that could make them laugh at my horrible humor.
"See Elena, this is why we are---"
I violently woke up to my alarm clock. I couldn't believe that what had happened was just a dream. I shot up and slamed my iHome yet again and raced to my bathroom to look in the mirror. I was in the flesh. I was awake. As I stared at my reflection, I threw some water on my face and went into the other room to prepare for a mornings worth of stripping yet again, still freaking out about the dream I just had experienced. Was it an outer body experience? A vision of the future? I had no idea, but all morning I had thought about that dream. Still freaking out about its feeling of reality and what Andy was going to say about him and I. I wanted to know more, and I hoped and prayed that I would have a dream tonight continuing where I had left off.
5:35. I had to be out the door by 6. I worked a 3 hour shift at a local lesbian strip club just over on Broadway. The three hours I worked in the morning and three hours I worked at night was just enough extra to keep my small studio apartment only five minutes away from Boadway on Capitol HIll. I hated working there, but it was the only way I could get by. Illegally, I stripped there. Made under the counter money with the manager and what ever I got from customers. I threw my hair up in a pony tail and teased it for some extra volume and pinned my bangs back for a small bump on my crown and slid into a leather bra, leather shorts, fishnets, and a lether vest and snuck out to my rat rod 1970 Volkswagen Bettle. One of the only things I was actually proud of.
As soon as I got off after many lap dances and one "super special", I managed to rank up $700 and one hours worth of crying. It had only been the second time I had ever had sex with another female and I extremely disliked it. When I got back home, I grabed Murphy my bi-colored corgi and made my way to Ballard for band practice.
Our band was very known all over the west coast but we had yet to be signed. We did manage to get around 10,500 promising fans along the west coast. We called them our pack, our band was called the Lone Wolves. A lot of people told us that name wouldn't get anywhere but obviously we were getting up in the ranks extremely fast and our songs were played quite often on 99.9fm.My band, me being the lead singer and front man, was mainly the only thing I was proud of. Some of my strip club customers recognized me, but they were sincere enough to keep my secret and I greatly thanked them for that.
Once I had my microphone in hand, around the people I loved the most and the only family I had, my stress was lifted and depression vanished once I started belting out the lyrics that told my story and my dreams. Before I knew it, the 3 hours flashed by in a blink of an eye and I was already hugging Phoenix, Olli, Lennox, Ivan, and Rick good-bye. Yes, a one girl-five men band. I didn't mind it at all. Girls were too much drama and I felt like one of the guys.
Back in my Beetle again, almost in tears for the second time because I really didn't want to leave them. We were all single, I'm so surprised no normal hormonal chemical reactions between all of us were sparked. Most likely because we all came from broken families and just wanted a family to really call our own. That's what we had become. We prefered being single and being with each other as a non-related family. I could tour with them till I die and I still wouldn't be tired of them. Yet I was the youngest and most vulnerable. Phoenix was 17 (growls and vocal fryes, anything with screaming), Olli 19 (bassist), Lennox 28 (Lead guitarist and most fatherly figure), Rick 25 (rhythm guitarist), and Ivan 23 (drummer). Nothing felt weird about the age difference at all, me being 16 and pretty much the leader of the pack of lone Wolves. Yet we weren't lone since we had each other. Kind of ironic I think. As I drove off now in tears, I made my routinely arrends around Seattle.
After stopping at the grocery store, water district, Guitar Center, a few thrift stores, and a movie with the guys, my treat, I was back at home cuddling with Murphy on my bed reading a good book. I hadn't read in so long and it felt nice to have one night off from being at the strip club. During this time, I was also blasting Black Veil Brides new album, Wretched and Divine. Within three days, being the singer I am, I memorized all the lyrics for each of their songs and even debated covering Wretched and Divine with the band but a more metalized version of it with out all of the extra sound in the backround. I was so pumped to see them in a month at Studio 7 just passed Downtown Seattle over by the Sodo district. Andy had become my idol and why I had even became a singer and started my own band. It had always been my dream but it faded over time until I discovered Black Veil Brides and it was revived again.
What I didn't realize is that I fell into a deep trance-like sleep as soon as the Final Transmission ended, and that dream was so extremely vivid and real, I couldn't believe I had actually dreamt it all when I woke the next morning.
It was Andy and I sometime in the future, standning in front of Studio 7. He smoking a ciggarette and I, I prefered a nice thick joint of my favorite strand of weed, Blue Dream. We were being interviewed by Bryan Stars, it being the 8th interview he did with Black Veil Brides but this time Featuring the Lone Wolves with lead singer Elena Lupus. Bryan then asked us "So, how is the tour going traveling with the Lone Wolves? Haha that sounds so much cooler than I thought it would sound!"
"It does sound badass, I love how it's layed out on the flyers. 'Black Veil Brides including special guest, the Lone Wolves' I don't know why but I sure as hell think that sounds so badass HAHA!" a guttural laugh came out of Andy.
"I'm going to go ahead and answer this one Andy since your so used to touring with other bands. But anyways, I feel so blessed to tour with Black Veil Brides, it being our first nation wide tour. I fucking love the experience and the feeling of it and of course, touring with one of my all-time favorite bands. It's a true treat. At one point we had to share a tour bus for a few nights because ours broke down and boy was it interesting. 12 guys and 1 girl BAHAHAHA!"
"12 guys?" Bryan asked cautiously.
"Well there was my 5 men from my band, then Andy and the rest of his members, and two bus drivers. I was around so much testosterone and man sweat, I was worried my ovaries were about to fall out of my vagina and grow a scrotum while my clit grew into a full blown penis!"
Bryan and Andy were on there knees clutching their sides, I had never seen either of them laugh so hard. But I was glad that it was I that could make them laugh at my horrible humor.
"See Elena, this is why we are---"
I violently woke up to my alarm clock. I couldn't believe that what had happened was just a dream. I shot up and slamed my iHome yet again and raced to my bathroom to look in the mirror. I was in the flesh. I was awake. As I stared at my reflection, I threw some water on my face and went into the other room to prepare for a mornings worth of stripping yet again, still freaking out about the dream I just had experienced. Was it an outer body experience? A vision of the future? I had no idea, but all morning I had thought about that dream. Still freaking out about its feeling of reality and what Andy was going to say about him and I. I wanted to know more, and I hoped and prayed that I would have a dream tonight continuing where I had left off.
Notes
I'm so sorry if there are any spelling errors! Spell check wasn't working as well as I hoped it would -__- Anyways, tell me what you think! Should I make chapter 2? I know this one was lengthy but it's mainly an introducton. Again, tell me what you think and what might happen next! Thanks for reading! :)-Kiba
By the way, I will have future shout outs to people, up to 5 per chapter.
Update soon! This is amazing!!!
8/10/14