Katherine's POV:

After my little fainting spell the day before, my thoughts began to be crowded with Andy. He was the lead singer, of a fairly successful rock band, very talented, and apparently liked to stalk college girls, considering the whole singer gig was a full time job.

When I recovered from passing out rather dramatically, and scaring the shit out of Aleks, I explained everything to her, not holding back one detail. She was shocked, and excited at the same time. She kept on going on and on about how I met, and slept with the front man of the 'greatest rock band of all time', and how she envied me, even though she like CC more than Andy. The thought did;t really cross my mind, as I was too buy freaking out over the fact that I slept with someone famous! And how he had the nerve to not mention who he was. I could've gotten a free lunch, son of a bitch.

Aleks spent the remainder of yesterday teaching me the basic fan information of Black Veil Brides. Like the band members names and roles, how long the band had been around and where it originated from. She also included at least an hour of showing me every music video the band had put out, and the album movie, "The Legion of the Black", which was pretty decent, and the songs were catchy. Then she went over the songs in great detail, personally telling me repeatedly every name and album name, along with the lyrics to the choruses. It seemed like overnight I had become a BVB fan, (as I now know is the short form of the band's name) and I actually found a sense of comfort in their music.

Andy had an amazing deep voice, and even started a solo project, titled 'Andy Black', which was maybe even more amazing than his role as lead singer in BVB. Black Veil Brides' earlier sound was very different than their more recent music, and while I quickly discovered that I preferred the lighter, more rock-like tone, the past music was equally as good. My favourite song from their first album, "We Stitch These Wounds" being "Perfect Weapon".

Now on to the present, I had stayed up the previous night reattaching Legion of the Black, and scouring the internet for interviews of the band, my favourite being Bryan Stars interviews, which lasted usually over an hour. And well, after basically spending one night entirely awake, watching videos on YouTube, and the previous night was spent both drunk and having sex with a total stranger, (who I now partially idolized), well, lets' just say I was exhausted.

I slept until about one in the afternoon, only to be annoyingly awoken by Aleks, shaking my shoulder saying I had a visitor who was very persistent. I grumbled in response, and pulled my hair into a messy bun, popping a piece of chewing gum in my mouth.

It was Kyle. He was dressed in his football attire, and coated in a layer of sweat. His hair was all messy from helmet, and he wore an angry expression. After two nights in a row without sleep, I felt like nobody stop a chance to my bitchiness, and I wasn't just about to let my on again, off again boyfriend one up me.

"What?" I snapped, leaning against the wall with my hip, scowling at him.

"where the fuck were you? You're captain, the girls needed you, and Jackie hasn't been able to get a hold of you apparently. And now I find you, sleeping, and your fucking me freak roommate answers the door." He sneers in response, giving me an equally bitchy attitude.

I roll my eyes, and glare at him, "Do not, call her an 'me freak', she's actually really nice, and has been there for me when you and Jackie haven't these past few days! And why the hell do you care if I'm at practice or not? It just gives you more time to check out the other girls when there flat asses hang out of their shorts!" I glower angrily, he is really getting on my nerves of late.

"What the hell is wrong with you?You skipped practice, you never skip. And my eyes are my own, i can look at anyone I want to. You don't fucking own me, Kathy!" He roars, his temper rising as does mine.

"I believe I should have the right to want for my boyfriend to not stare at other girls, while I'm right there. And enough of the whole 'Kathy' nickname! I hate it so much!"

He opens his mouth to make a comeback, but I'm not done, "and another thing, asshole. If you were my fucking boyfriend, then why did you abandon me at the frat party? With a complete stranger also. And you just ignored me, Jackie as well, for the past two days! Some fucking good boyfriend you are. Maybe you shouldn't be my good for nothing boyfriend anymore! I was a hell of a lot happier without you, dick!" I scream, angry tears unwillingly filling my angry blue eyes.

Kyle's expression is anger, beyond angry, furious. He scowls at me, turning away before calling over his shoulder, "Jackie and me were fucking."

I scream profanities at him until he reaches the elevator, and when he turns around, he flips me off, me returning the vulgar gesture, until the metal doors close, blocking Kyle from my sight.

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"He's such a fucking asshole!" i fume, pacing the length of our dorm room, while Aleks watches, a pained look on her sweet face.

"i'm so sorry sweetie. He just came up here and started pounding on the door, I'm surprised that didn't wake you up. He just basically demanded to talk to you, and was a complete dick to me. Like, someone's on their man period."

I laugh and join her on her bed, crossing my legs and facing her, "thank you so much. I'm sorry for how he treated you, I cannot believe I used to date the asshat," I shudder at the thought.

"Asshat?" Aleks questions, bursting out in laughter and I join her.

We spend the rest of the night watching Hannibal on her laptop, a bowl of microwaved popcorn between us. I've known Jackie since junior year in high school, and I can safely say that we've never laughed like that, nor have we ever spent a night like this. Her cheering me up, the lights off, and a horror TV show scaring the shit out of us.

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A week later, I'm rushing back to the dorms, mentally scolding myself for not taking as thorough notes during Psychology, but it's not my fault my professor is boring as fuck. And that she gives super hard mid-terms. Oh well, I'm sure I at least got a ninety, but I was aiming for a ninety-five at least. I guess my parents will just have to lecture me when the see my progress.

I fumble for my keys, nearly dropping the awkward pile of books in my arms. I swear when the stack nearly topples over, but regain my balance and steadily open the door, composing the mountain of notes in my hands.

I sigh as I dump my stuff on my bed without even scanning the room, a habit I've never had to be aware of, until now.

"hello there," a voice say, and I scream.

Notes

Longish chapter!!!
Kyle is literally the definition of dick, i swear.

who do you think was in the room with her????
I'm so proud of Katherine for joining the dark side, and becoming a BVB fan!!! My girl is growing up! *insert fake sobs here*

love you all and hope you all had a a fabulous week back at school!! Just be glad it's over ;D