She hates love..... He loves hate

I pulled up to work in my Shity beat up car, I was starting to regret not grabbing a coffee on the way here, and my lack of energy was starting to show. I walked into my office and threw my bag in the corner behind my desk, I worked at kerrang! as a photographer, reporter and writer. My three passions. I have to say I was pretty damn lucky to have gotten here this far.

Once I graduated high school I got the hell out of Ohio and moved to California. The first 17 years of my life were pure hell, my mother never gave a damn about me, I never knew my father, and school was more like a prison then a learning environment. I learned at a young age to fend for myself, and to not let anybody get in my way, I never had friends or anyone who cared about me growing up, so I guess you could say I don't care who I need to step on to get to the top. I know it sounds cold, but the life I came from, love and compassion don't exist. I have no heart.. And I'm ok with that.


I turned on my computer and saw that I had two new emails, one from my boss and one from Darren.. He wasn't my boyfriend, he was more like my friend with benefits.. Except he wasn't my friend. So he was just the benefits... I opened his Emil first

Subject: My place, tonight?
To: Scarlet
From: Darren

Hey, I was wondering if your not doing anything later that maybe you could come by my place? If yes, be here around 8?


I thought about his offer, then realized I wasn't doing anything tonight so I might as well go. He knew not to expect me to answer him, I never did. I was either there or I wasn't. That's how our relationship worked.... If you would even call it a relationship. Like everything else in my life it was complicated and better left unquestioned. Next I opened the email from my boss.


Subject: New Project
To: scarlet
From: Amy

Hey! Ok so I was wondering if you would like to do a cover story on a new band? Black veil brides? For each story you get in I'll raise your pay. Come back to me if your interested.


My boss was awesome, she knew the life I came from and she was one of the few people I didn't hate in this whole building. I've never heard of that band, but I desperately needed the pay. So I said yes


Subject: YES!!
To: Amy
From: Scarlet

OMG thank you so much Amy! I would love to do it! Just tell me what I need to do and you got yourself a cover story!

She replied back almost instantly

Subject: haha ok great
To: Scarlet
From: Amy

Brilliant! The band will be stoping by this afternoon, meet me in the conference room at around 1:30 and we'll discuss further planing.


I was actually kinda excited. I knew nothing about the band so I decided to look up a few songs. A bunch popped up and I selected We stitch the wounds

You kissed the lips of evil,
Two months is all the same.
I begged for the mans approval,
Pray to die in vain.
Sit down with thoughts alone now, With blood these lyrics came.
Your words, they eat right through me,
Death could hear my shame.
The tears we've cried, this love has died, You're by yourself with me tonight.
It's what we hide with every lie, And stitch these wounds with me tonight.
I think of it each time I touch you,
Or every time I hear his name.
These walls will never crumble, Here's our cause to blame.
Sit down with thoughts alone now, With blood these lyrics came.
Your words, they eat right through me,
Death could hear my shame.
The tears we've cried, this love has died,
You're by yourself with me tonight.
It's what we hide with every lie,
And stitch these wounds with me tonight.
Liar,
liar,
liar,
oh
The tears we've cried, this love has died,
You're by yourself with me tonight.
It's what we hide with every lie,
And stitch these wounds with me tonight.
The tears we've cried, this love has died,
You're by yourself with me tonight.
It's what we hide with every lie,
And stitch these wounds with me tonight.
Liar!
Liar!
Liar
say goodbye!


Damn!! These guys were good! I decided to listen to a few more songs and with in about 20 minuets, I had already found 6 songs that are my new favorite
We stitch these wounds
Perfect weapon
Beautiful remains
Sweet blasphemy
Never give in
and
Children surrender

I was right in the middle of listening to knives and pens when there was a knock at my door, I looked up to see Marcie walking into my office with a stack of magazines, she was one of the few people that didn't annoy the living shit out of me

"Hey scar, Amy wanted me to give these to you, there other magazines of that band your doing, she says she wants you to make all of these look like trash, good luck girl" she said with a smile as she threw the magazines down on my desk,

holy shit! I was going to need luck... I grabbed the first one and saw a familiar face on the cover.... Then my body froze....

Notes

First chapter complete!

ps: I plan on continuing this story, just tell me what you all think!! <3 :)