Written In Blood
End In Tragedy
Damon’s POV (Cont’d)
I don’t know where I would be today if Starr hadn’t been there for me in my time of need.
Wait…. I do know where I would be. I would be dead, I would have given up.
She pulled me from the darkness that was my existence and showed me that there was always light shining through. The hope of a better day, a better life, that is just in front of me, waiting for its time.
That better life began with her, my bright star in the darkness of night, and with every day that goes by, continues to get better.
Every day since we’ve been together has gotten easier, the pain slowly but surely receding.
Every night will pass
Every storm will blow over
Things will get better (I’m here for you)
I’ll be the light to your dark
Oh, I’ll be there for you
Every word she sang rang true. Every night passed and brought me to a new day.
Every storm of pain or tragedy blew over, and things got better.
She let light into my life of darkness all by being there, holding my hand every step of the way.
She’s more than I could ask for in a girlfriend.
Plus, she’s great in the sack… God, Damon, way to ruin the moment…. But it is true.I think it’s amazing how I was able to think all of that mushy stuff without messing up the song.
Achievement Unlocked: 10/10 storytelling while bongoing
Is bongoing even a word, I dunno, but it is now.
My boyfriendly instincts kicked when I looked out in the crowd where Purdy boy was, and saw that his eyes were glued to Starr.
My eyes grew dark with jealousy and a low growl rippled through my throat. That guy really grinds my gears.
I snapped out of my jealousy, realizing that she is mine and I have nothing to worry about, and looked to my bandmates.
Last Light marked the end of our set, so Starr pulled the show to a close with a huge thank you.
Which, of course (because we’re so awesome), was followed with a string of “one more song” coming from the crowd.
“Sorry guys! We would love to stay for one more, but unfortunately The Devil Wears Prada has to come and have their turn on stage. And…. I kinda sorta wanna go see Escape the Fate play. You were an amazing crowd, and please stop by our merch table and buy some stuff. I think our merch guy is a little lonely, AND we’ll be heading over there for a signing after seeing Escape the Fate.” Starr replied and we walked off stage.
As soon as we got all our stuff packed up Starr started pulling me towards the stage Escape the Fate was going to play on. I barely had enough time to shove a pair of sticks in my back pocket.
“Excited much, Babe?” I joked.
“Maybe a little…. Or a lot” she said giddily.
“Yeah, I can tell…. I almost didn’t get a pair of sticks.”
“Boo hoo. You can survive one show without them”
We had just made it to the stage as Robert was walking on stage. Everyone around me, including Starr, screamed as each member took their place. Slowly, the crowd died down just to start up again as soon as Craig started talking. With every word he said the crowd was cheering him on and he worked the audience harder than a stripper works a pole, knowing just what to do to get the best response. I could see where Starr got her stage-presence inspiration from.
I wasn’t huge on Escape the Fate. I couldn’t tell you what song they were singing if my life depended on it. I know Robert (cause he’s a drummer like moi) and I know there’s one about playing Russian roulette or something, but other than that? No fucking clue. Starr, however, knows just about everything about them. Even has a tribute tattoo for them. She’s been trying to educate me and stuff but, alas, no luck. Point is, she’s huge on them and that’s the reason I was here. Standing in this flood of sweat, and basically grinding all over her because we were shoved so close together. Not that either of us were really complaining about that.
They went through the usual 5-6 song Warped set each of us were allotted, and soon everyone was escaping the death trap that was the crowd of sweaty people.
“Okay babe. I have no clue what songs they even played. I don’t think your ETF bootcamp worked.”
Before Starr said anything she gave me one of those deep sighs you’d get from your mom as a kid when you told her you just dyed the dog pink. “That just means we have to start the extreme bootcamp, but just so you know… They played Something, Remember Every Scar, The Flood, Gorgeous Nightmare, and The Aftermath.”
“And that’s supposed to mean what to me?” I asked sassily.
“What that means, my dearest, is that those are songs you should really learn to recognize. Anyways, as much as I LOOOOVE standing here doing nothing, I think it’s time to get back to our tent for a signing.”
Starr's POV
Damon and I stood where we were for another ten minutes just trying to out-sass each other. Which, in hindsight, wasn’t the best thing for us to do because people kept shoving us out of their way as they tried to get to their destinations. Once we finally started our unbelievably long trek back to our merch tent we didn’t get very far.
“Oh. Em. Gee. You’re Starr!” A random person behind us shouted, causing Damon and I to stop dead in our tracks. As soon as we turned around two girls were rushing towards us for a hug. That's the first time that has happend us.
“Um. Yeah! I am” I said awkwardly, not knowing how to go about the situation.
“We saw you guys play earlier. It was so amazing, especially the way you and Hailz fucked with each other on stage” the other girl quickly spat out before continuing, “could we.. um… possibly get a picture with you guys?”
“It would mean so fucking much to us if you did” the first girl added.
Damon and I quickly agreed to taking pictures and after getting a passerby to do a group photo of us too, we asked the girls for their names, which we learned were Kaitie and Carter. They were both really adorable and sweet girls and one look at Damon told me he was thinking the same thing I was.
“Hey, how would you two like to come back to our tent with us?” he asked them.
“Um… We’d love that more than a stripper loves getting Benjamins tucked into her panties!” Carter screamed.
“Well then….. Let's get headed towards our tent. Especially seeing as we’re supposed to be doing a signing soon!” I cheered before we went on an adventure to our tent.
Of course, we had a few stops for random reasons. Okay, more like for enticing food items. Which caused us to arrive a little later than preferred. Cole, being the great manager he is, had a conniption at our lateness because - much to our surprise - there was an actual line formed for our signing.
“Woah….” was Damon's immediate reaction to the matter while mine was more of a “oh shit… is this really happening” type. Either way, we had a line at our merch tent for our signing. It was a great feeling. Fuck, this must be what it feels like for Black Veil Brides or something. Even though our line consisted of maybe twenty or thirty people and theirs is at least quadruple that but… you get the point. One by one people, fans, came through getting our autographs and pictures. We were even graced with a few telling us that we inspired them. I never thought I would ever hear someone say that.
Once we got down to the last person-and with them, the end of our signing- we turned our full attentions back to Kaitie and Carter, who champed it out the whole signing.
“Okay girls, so who’s next on your list of people to check out?” Hailz asked them.
“Well, all we have left to see is BVB. Are you guys fans of them?” Carter replied
Pfft. Are we fans of Black Veil Brides? Of fucking course we are. I mean, Hailz and I practically worship them, but of course…. We weren’t going to admit that to anybody.
“Yeah, Hailz and I are big fans of them. What time is their show? I don’t wanna miss that shit” I said with a giggle.
Once we found out that they weren’t gonna be on for another two-ish hours we decided the heat was too much for us to handle until then, but we couldn’t just leave Kaitie and Carter because that’s just not fair to do to two fans. So of course, we asked them to our tour bus like the badass band people we are -insert wink faces here-.
I don’t know where I would be today if Starr hadn’t been there for me in my time of need.
Wait…. I do know where I would be. I would be dead, I would have given up.
She pulled me from the darkness that was my existence and showed me that there was always light shining through. The hope of a better day, a better life, that is just in front of me, waiting for its time.
That better life began with her, my bright star in the darkness of night, and with every day that goes by, continues to get better.
Every day since we’ve been together has gotten easier, the pain slowly but surely receding.
Every night will pass
Every storm will blow over
Things will get better (I’m here for you)
I’ll be the light to your dark
Oh, I’ll be there for you
Every word she sang rang true. Every night passed and brought me to a new day.
Every storm of pain or tragedy blew over, and things got better.
She let light into my life of darkness all by being there, holding my hand every step of the way.
She’s more than I could ask for in a girlfriend.
Plus, she’s great in the sack… God, Damon, way to ruin the moment…. But it is true.I think it’s amazing how I was able to think all of that mushy stuff without messing up the song.
Achievement Unlocked: 10/10 storytelling while bongoing
Is bongoing even a word, I dunno, but it is now.
My boyfriendly instincts kicked when I looked out in the crowd where Purdy boy was, and saw that his eyes were glued to Starr.
My eyes grew dark with jealousy and a low growl rippled through my throat. That guy really grinds my gears.
I snapped out of my jealousy, realizing that she is mine and I have nothing to worry about, and looked to my bandmates.
Last Light marked the end of our set, so Starr pulled the show to a close with a huge thank you.
Which, of course (because we’re so awesome), was followed with a string of “one more song” coming from the crowd.
“Sorry guys! We would love to stay for one more, but unfortunately The Devil Wears Prada has to come and have their turn on stage. And…. I kinda sorta wanna go see Escape the Fate play. You were an amazing crowd, and please stop by our merch table and buy some stuff. I think our merch guy is a little lonely, AND we’ll be heading over there for a signing after seeing Escape the Fate.” Starr replied and we walked off stage.
As soon as we got all our stuff packed up Starr started pulling me towards the stage Escape the Fate was going to play on. I barely had enough time to shove a pair of sticks in my back pocket.
“Excited much, Babe?” I joked.
“Maybe a little…. Or a lot” she said giddily.
“Yeah, I can tell…. I almost didn’t get a pair of sticks.”
“Boo hoo. You can survive one show without them”
We had just made it to the stage as Robert was walking on stage. Everyone around me, including Starr, screamed as each member took their place. Slowly, the crowd died down just to start up again as soon as Craig started talking. With every word he said the crowd was cheering him on and he worked the audience harder than a stripper works a pole, knowing just what to do to get the best response. I could see where Starr got her stage-presence inspiration from.
I wasn’t huge on Escape the Fate. I couldn’t tell you what song they were singing if my life depended on it. I know Robert (cause he’s a drummer like moi) and I know there’s one about playing Russian roulette or something, but other than that? No fucking clue. Starr, however, knows just about everything about them. Even has a tribute tattoo for them. She’s been trying to educate me and stuff but, alas, no luck. Point is, she’s huge on them and that’s the reason I was here. Standing in this flood of sweat, and basically grinding all over her because we were shoved so close together. Not that either of us were really complaining about that.
They went through the usual 5-6 song Warped set each of us were allotted, and soon everyone was escaping the death trap that was the crowd of sweaty people.
“Okay babe. I have no clue what songs they even played. I don’t think your ETF bootcamp worked.”
Before Starr said anything she gave me one of those deep sighs you’d get from your mom as a kid when you told her you just dyed the dog pink. “That just means we have to start the extreme bootcamp, but just so you know… They played Something, Remember Every Scar, The Flood, Gorgeous Nightmare, and The Aftermath.”
“And that’s supposed to mean what to me?” I asked sassily.
“What that means, my dearest, is that those are songs you should really learn to recognize. Anyways, as much as I LOOOOVE standing here doing nothing, I think it’s time to get back to our tent for a signing.”
Starr's POV
Damon and I stood where we were for another ten minutes just trying to out-sass each other. Which, in hindsight, wasn’t the best thing for us to do because people kept shoving us out of their way as they tried to get to their destinations. Once we finally started our unbelievably long trek back to our merch tent we didn’t get very far.
“Oh. Em. Gee. You’re Starr!” A random person behind us shouted, causing Damon and I to stop dead in our tracks. As soon as we turned around two girls were rushing towards us for a hug. That's the first time that has happend us.
“Um. Yeah! I am” I said awkwardly, not knowing how to go about the situation.
“We saw you guys play earlier. It was so amazing, especially the way you and Hailz fucked with each other on stage” the other girl quickly spat out before continuing, “could we.. um… possibly get a picture with you guys?”
“It would mean so fucking much to us if you did” the first girl added.
Damon and I quickly agreed to taking pictures and after getting a passerby to do a group photo of us too, we asked the girls for their names, which we learned were Kaitie and Carter. They were both really adorable and sweet girls and one look at Damon told me he was thinking the same thing I was.
“Hey, how would you two like to come back to our tent with us?” he asked them.
“Um… We’d love that more than a stripper loves getting Benjamins tucked into her panties!” Carter screamed.
“Well then….. Let's get headed towards our tent. Especially seeing as we’re supposed to be doing a signing soon!” I cheered before we went on an adventure to our tent.
Of course, we had a few stops for random reasons. Okay, more like for enticing food items. Which caused us to arrive a little later than preferred. Cole, being the great manager he is, had a conniption at our lateness because - much to our surprise - there was an actual line formed for our signing.
“Woah….” was Damon's immediate reaction to the matter while mine was more of a “oh shit… is this really happening” type. Either way, we had a line at our merch tent for our signing. It was a great feeling. Fuck, this must be what it feels like for Black Veil Brides or something. Even though our line consisted of maybe twenty or thirty people and theirs is at least quadruple that but… you get the point. One by one people, fans, came through getting our autographs and pictures. We were even graced with a few telling us that we inspired them. I never thought I would ever hear someone say that.
Once we got down to the last person-and with them, the end of our signing- we turned our full attentions back to Kaitie and Carter, who champed it out the whole signing.
“Okay girls, so who’s next on your list of people to check out?” Hailz asked them.
“Well, all we have left to see is BVB. Are you guys fans of them?” Carter replied
Pfft. Are we fans of Black Veil Brides? Of fucking course we are. I mean, Hailz and I practically worship them, but of course…. We weren’t going to admit that to anybody.
“Yeah, Hailz and I are big fans of them. What time is their show? I don’t wanna miss that shit” I said with a giggle.
Once we found out that they weren’t gonna be on for another two-ish hours we decided the heat was too much for us to handle until then, but we couldn’t just leave Kaitie and Carter because that’s just not fair to do to two fans. So of course, we asked them to our tour bus like the badass band people we are -insert wink faces here-.
Notes
It's been too long. If you're still here, sorry for taking so long to get back to this. Lack of motivation kept me from updating any of my stories. I'll be posting a lot more now so don't fear! As always don't forget to show me some love by subscribing, commenting, and rating this. While you're at it please go check out my other stories, especially my collab with my best friend @CherryBlack, called Two Runaways (link below) and check out her amazing story America's Suitehearts. Sorry if this wasn't up to par, I'm a little rusty, and see you soon!
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7/22/15