Falling In Jake's Arms

I woke up and realized I was in my bed. I started thinking back to what happened before before deciding that Ronnie probably brought me to bed. I looked over to the side and saw I had a message. It was from Jake. He was asking me if I wanted to go somewhere with him. I asked him where we were going but he wouldn’t tell me no matter how much I insisted. He just kept telling me it’s a secret. It took me about twenty minutes to take a quick bath, get my BVB tell, my boots, and my leggings on. I put on some makeup which probably took me another five maybe ten minutes. I grabbed my leather jacket and slipped in on. And last but not least my phone. “Can’t leave anywhere without this.” I said to myself.
We started walking. Swinging out hands in unison. “Jake, where are we going?” I asked him for about thirty times but he still won’t tell me anything. We just kept on holding walking to who knows where. Then we arrived.
Flashback
I cried almost every day and night. Then the day arrived. When I was 14, Ronnie had taken me to my parents grave. All I could think about was how I couldn’t believe they were gone. When found that I couldn’t take it anymore I started heading straight for my house leaving Ronnie there without a single word. But I wasn’t that fast. Ronnie caught up to me right before I went inside. “ Aurora, it’s okay. Don’t cry.” And that moment was the start of my stupid Anxiety. Since Ronnie smokes, I tooked a packs out of his room smoking every single one. “Aurora, what the fuck! When did you start smoking?” I didn’t say anything. When I finished the last one I finally responded. “Why the fuck does it matter. Can you please go away?” I yelled. two days later, Ronnie came in he help me in a deep embrace then softly kissed my forehead.“Aurora it’s alright. How many times do I have to tell you. I always love you and I will always protect you no matter what.” I hugged him even harder. “Thanks Ronnie, I love you too, but even more because you’re my older brother.”
(End Of flashback.)
I gasped. “What is wrong bae?” He asked, “You shouldn’t have brought me here.” I started crying. “Why?” He asked. I simply ran away in response. When I finally got to the FIR bus I ran in and hugged Ronnie. “What happened?” He asked me his eyes filled with concern. I sobbed. He held me up to his chest. My makeup smeared all over tee shirt yet he didn’t seem to mind.
Ronnies POV
“Jake, what did you do?” I asked impatiently waiting for him to give me a response. “I tooked her to see my mom’s grave. I didn’t notice her getting upset until it was too late.” Jake said. “Shit! Not this again!” I screamed remembering what happened last time. “What?” Jake Asked. “When Aurora was six I got a call from the police saying that our parents were in a terrible car accident. Almost every night I cried. Mourning our parents death. Aurora caught me a few times. I didn’t want to hurt her so I lied. I told her that they went away for vacation. Many years passed without anymore questions until she turned fourteen. She turned and asked me “Ronnie is it true that our parents have been on vacation for that long?” I sighed and told her everything. We went to go and see their grave. Soon after we arrived I saw her eyes start to fill with tears then she just ran. She locked herself in her room and cried in there for a whole week straight. I tried everything I could yet she still wouldn’t come out. Which means this is gonna happen again.” Jake just stood there. Shocked. (End of Ronnies POV)
Miranda’s POV
Andy and I walked into the Falling In Reverse bus. As soon as we got in we noticed Jake and Ronnie with pained looks on their faces “What’s wrong?” I asked them. Ronnie sighed and pointed to Aurora’s room.”What happened?” I asked. “You know how Aurora runs away from any parent’s grave, well Jake accidentally took her and yeah.” Ronnie said. (End Of Mirandas POV)
I couldn’t stop crying. It’s been almost four days. I don’t care if I eat or drink. My parents meant something to me, But sometimes I have to ask myself questions about what happened like ‘Why did they have to die?’ and ‘Why couldn’t it have been me instead?’.” I was only six when I last saw them. Only six fucking years old! Why did Ronnie have to hide that from me? He should have told me the truth. I deserve to know don’t I? I know he wanted to protect me but why did you have to tell me like that? Why couldn’t you have told me when it happened? With every thought that passes through my mind I just starts to get overwhelming. I’m not sure what will happen if I lose control.

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