Save Me From My Nightmares

Sienna’s POV
"SIENNA!!! GET UP YOU'LL BE LATE!" My mom yelled up the stairs. I just pulled the sheets further over my head. What did it matter if I was late? High school is possibly worse than living in this hell hole, with my alcoholic father never hesitating to raise his drunken fists to either me or my mother and my mom just standing by watching him pummel me not bothering to make any attempt to stop him since of course 'I was in the wrong'. "Happy birthday Sienna" I whispered to myself seeing as nobody else would today, on the bright side I was finally 18 and no longer obligated to stay here. I picked up my ticket for tonight's Black Veil Brides concert off my bedside table and smiled, I would get through today just to see my hero’s.
I rolled out of bed and took a shower, pulled on my destroyed black jeans, You Me At Six shirt, and battered converse and pulled my black hoodie over the top to cover up the evidence on my arms of last night’s run-in with my father. I took a look in the mirror at my 5ft 4 slim frame, blue eyes staring back at me, I ringed them in a little eyeliner and ran a brush through my long black hair before slinging my bag over my shoulder and walking downstairs to where my mom was making breakfast while my father sat at the table, whiskey bottle in hand.
"There it is,” he slurred at me. "I hope you learned your lesson about snide remarks after last night"
I ignored him and went to grab a bagel from the cupboard.
"Hey I'm talking to you! Can't you ever wear anything fucking normal? You stupid gothy bitch!"
Once again I ignored him and took a drink from the OJ carton on the counter.
"Are you fucking deaf?!" He got up and stumbled over to me coming right up in my face so I could smell the alcohol. "Can you hear me now?"
I just set down the carton and started walking to the door. He reached out and grabbed me by the hair to fling me round before right-crossing me in the face. Shit, that was going to leave a mark that I couldn't hide. I grabbed my bag and ran out the door before the tears fell, I refuse to let him see me cry.
I spent the walk to school drying my eyes and preparing myself for the remarks. At school I was "dead girl" to everyone. I had no friends, no one to count on and honestly I wouldn't bother sitting through the torture if home was any better. Reaching the gates I took a deep breath and made my way to homeroom. Once inside I saw Stacey Jaques sitting at her desk and her loyal band of followers consisting of other sluts, whores and half the football team. Since my desk was the other side of hers I had no choice but to push my way past. "What's up dead girl?" Stacey leered. I ignored her and carried on walked past; she stuck her foot out and tripped me sending my books flying. I crawled over and picked them up and quickly walked the rest of the way to my desk. I pulled out my phone and stuck in my headphones turning Black Veil Brides - Wretched and Devine up to full volume and pulled my hoodie up over my head. I drifted through the rest of the day like this until eventually the bell signaling the end of the day rang.
I slowly made my way home, by the time I got back it was nearly 5:00. I took out my key and let myself in, no one was home, mom was probably at the store and of course my father was at the bar. I walked upstairs to my room and stood in front of the mirror. “That stupid bastard” I said to myself while admiring the slowly darkening ring around my eye. I took a deep breath, walked to the cupboard and started throwing my clothes into a bag, I was getting out if here, there was no way I could handle staying here a minute longer, I was 18, free to do what I wanted, I didn’t have a clue where I would go but it sure as hell wouldn’t be here, never again. The last thing I picked up before leaving was my BVB ticket, no way had I suffered through today to miss this, I’d figure out what I was going to do afterwards, listening to BVB always helped my get my head straight.
I made my way over to the venue and joined the line, the show didn’t start for another hour and a half so I stuck my headphones back in and shut out the bustling of the people around me. Finally they opened the doors, I got a locker for my bag and walked towards the main stage, I could feel myself shaking, tonight was the night I was finally going to lay eyes on the man who’s lyrics have kept me sane more that a few times in my life. Being so small I managed to wiggle my way towards the front during the support acts and by the time they announced that Black Veil Brides were up next I was only a few people from the front. I took a deep breath and tried to stop shaking.
All of a sudden, CC, Jinxx, Jake and Ashley came bounding on stage and the crowd erupted into a massive roar. Then, Andy ran out on stage as I Am Bulletproof started playing. One look at him and my heart jumped into my throat. There he was, all 6ft 2, covered in tattoos and quite possibly the most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on. The concert carried on and I felt like I was in heaven, I still couldn’t believe that my hero’s were standing a few feet away from me. I sang to every lyric along with Andy’s amazingly deep voice. Halfway through New Years Day, Andy’s eyes locked on mine and he flashed his brilliant smile, I think my heart stopped beating for a few minutes, ANDY FREAKING BIERSACK JUST SMILED AT ME! Those piercing blue eyes made me forget everything that had happened recently and all I could concentrate on was the music.
The concert grew to a close and Andy shouted a thank you to the fans and the band made their way of stage. The security started ushering everyone out so I grabbed my bag from the locker and made my way outside, I pulled out my phone and saw 17 missed calls from my father, well no way was I answering, I made a mental note to change my phone number as soon as I got sorted.
I was standing by the back alley to the venue when massive drops of rain started falling, fucking brilliant, just what I needed right now! A looming figure came stumbling round the corner, I recognized him as one of Stacey’s followers; Carl James, a 6ft 3 quarterback.
“Hey dead girl, what’re you doing out so late? Looking for the coven?” He laughed.
“Oh just fuck off Carl” I said. His eyes grew dark.
“What did you just say to me?”
“I told you to fuck off” I replied. He smiled a deadly grin.
“You really shouldn’t have said that”.
Suddenly, he had me by the throat; hand clamped over my mouth as he dragged me down the back alley. He forced me up against the wall and tried to kiss me, the stench of alcohol on his breath was prominent as he forced his tongue into my mouth while his hand crept under my shirt. I tried to shout but it was no use, instead I bit down on his tongue as hard as I could. Carl recoiled, shouting in pain, he spat out blood and said, “you little bitch!” He took me by the throat again and threw me with full force, my head collided with the wall and I sunk down to the floor and blacked out.

Notes

Hey, sorry this first part just Sienna I just felt as though you had to fully know her background. The next part will be Andy's POV. This is my first ever fan fiction so any comments or advice, good or bad will be appreciated.
Thanks :)
- Psychovampire