Don't Be Scared I've Got You...

-Andy's POV-A little while later..
Knives and pens was a hit,
It made ourselves known,
It turns out that it turned out to be legit band after all however our small fandom that we have wants more music which we are going to talk about,
However I also have news.
We have been invited to preform at Warped Tour this year!
It's been my dream to perform at Warped and this is a chance for us, for all of us,
But I was told that since we are going we have all had an opportunity to live in LA for a while to produce our new records.
Meaning I have to leave the past behind me,
Which I don't wanna do but I don't even know if Jess is gonna wake up,
It's been well over a year since the accident.
And the band is keeping me sane.
I made my decision. I'm moving to LA after warped Tour.
Warped tour is in a couple months which ain't a lot of time but we can get a few songs made by then if we work hard and fast..
I decided to get out of bed and go next door to Jessie's abandoned house.
I opened the door to see the Welcome Home Jess banner across the hall with deflated balloons and dead flowers.
Sadness hit me and I walked upstairs.
I looked through her stuff, do I really want to leave?
Will I regret it?
I dropped out of collage after the accident. Jess got kicked out.
Well sorta..
Her absence was too long for them to handle making Jess have no future which saddens me.
I looked through her photos again till I came across that box..
-flashback-
I was dusting Jessie's bedroom till I came across a cardboard box,
I was curious so I began to open it till I was interrupted by Jess.
"Andy?" She said sternly.
Oh I uhhhh" I replied aqwardly.
"What are you doing?" She said raising an eyebrow
"I was just...nothing" I stuttered
-end of flashback-
What was in this box that she didn't want me to see.
I hesitated and opened it,
It contained books,
Not like reading books, like note books,
I took one out and realised they were all of Jessie's old diaries and note books,
I looked at one, this was written when her dad used to abuse her, before I met her,
It was so graphic, it had blood on some of. The pages from either her dad or her wrists.
I took a look at her note book,
It had titles on each pages with what looked like poems underneath.
Such as.
'Perfect Weapon'
'Lost It All'
'Faithless'
I read through them,
I realised these weren't poems,
They were song lyrics.
I grabbed my phone
"Hey Ashley!! Round up the guys, I have something to show you"

Notes

Sorry for my absence yesterday, basically on the way home from school some asshole threw a rock at my head making me feel dizzy and sick, and the guy came up to us today and I may or may not gave him a black eye tee hee...

i would slit his throat but that would be illegal and messy, so that was my last couple of days..
hope yours is more pleas