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Storms POV
I dragged the razor across my skin. I couldn't do it no more! My heroes! The five men who saved me! They are being sentenced to death! I sit down with thoughts alone. This is the worst possible thing that could happen to me. The Commoners have gone too far, its bad enough having to put up with the way they treat us but now 5 of the bravest soldiers to ever walk this planet are going to loose their lives because they fought for what they believe in. Their music is everything to me! I listen to it all the time. It has helped me in more ways than one. I need them to keep making this music. They deserve freedom! They fought in battle for people like me. The Rebels are starting to give up. How are they supposed to go on when the bravest soldiers are imprisoned? My own family. Once strong Rebel supporters, now trying to convince me to join the commoners. But I refuse.
I wont beg for the mans approval and my heroes wont die in vain. The tears we've cried. I need Black Veil Brides. All my friends agree that we need them in this battle for freedom.
Blood drips down my arm. Alot of blood. I have never gone so deep before.
These walls will never crumble, here's our cause of blame.
Death can hear my shame.
I cant believe all the people I trusted, now gone. Even my parents. Even my boyfriend, or should I say ex. I cant believe I ever trusted someone so cruel hearted, I kissed the lips of evil.
I turn on the news, its a report on BVB! I turn it up.
"Lead Vocals, Andy Biersack, also known to some as the prophet, has assaulted an officer. The date for which these five men will be executed has been arranged, it will be the 27th December"
Their words ate right through me. Assaulted my ass! I saw it! He pushed his shoulder, not hard, just trying to get his attention. But because he's a rebel, everyone's against him.
27th? Less than a month? This is tragic!
I cant do it! I just cant!
I heard a knock at the door. I wiped my face and mopped my blood. I covered my arms with my hoodie and stumbled down the stairs, I opened the door to see a very red eyed Christina. I opened my arms out and we squeezed each other tightly.
Christina's POV
We went up to Storms room, where I noticed some blood marks on the bedding. and a razor. I couldn't really blame her, Since the news has been out I haven't eaten anything. I couldn't bring myself to it. I want to die but I cannot die in vein, my heroes aren't. They are dying fighting for their beliefs. Now I cannot die without a proper fight!
"Storm?"
She turned and looked at me.
"Let me see your cuts"
She hesitated but rolled her sleeves up. They were quire deep. Dangerously deep.
"We need to fix this" I said. She looked me in the eyes and nodded before saying
"But first, stitch these wounds with me tonight"

Notes

Storms outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=143239896
Christinas outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=143243600