Welcome To Hell, I Meant School

Devin’s POV

The summer went fast. I learned all of motionless’s songs and began playing the old stuff first. Within three weeks of joining the band, we had to play a show. The record company was deciding if they liked me or not, so I was on probation. I was not an official member until they verified it. So, for the shows we did, I remained nameless. It wasn’t too big of a deal to me; I stuck to the background and had fun doing it.

My friendship with Ricky had strengthened, since he had to teach me all the parts. We weren’t the closetest before, and now we were actually pretty close. The van we had didn’t have beds so we had to make makeshift beds and a bunk bed in the back. My mom was nervous about letting me tour, but Chris promised to watch me like a hawk, and let me tell you, he did. Every single morning, he handed me my pills with a coffee and something to eat.

I was now not skin and bone, I had a little meat on me, you could say. I was healthy, and I was happy. School was over and done with, Court was done, all the little hell’s that were created, were soon closed and the harm they brought was healed. Days weren’t always easy, but I made it through.

The album was about to drop, in less than a month and I was beyond excited. I loved playing the songs, they were well written and a lot of fun. Over the summer, we got bigger. Like, our fan base grew a bit more. It was really exciting. By the album drop, we got the attention of a lot of record labels. We switched once again. The rule about relationships changed when we switched. Yes, we could have relationships. NO, it could not be with someone in the band.

That broke my heart a lot. I could be with Chris if I wasn’t in the band. My loophole was that I was not officially a member. We kept our relationship hidden however; because, people called us homophobic slurs for dressing the way we did, if we came out, it would be way worse.

In a way, our relationship being in the closet was hell. In public, we had to appear to be friends and nothing more. If one of us really wanted to say something, we had to text it to each other, if we were in public. It made things hard at times. There were moments I wanted to kiss Chris hard and push him against a wall, but I couldn’t. If I did, there was a risk that would get out and ruin everything we have created.

Balz met a Girl named Ryan, and they were so cute together. She was very nice and Balz was crazy about her. She also knew about Chris and me, so we didn’t have to hide our relationship in front of her.

Salem Massachusetts gave me friends, a new life, and a relationship I was happy to be in. Things weren’t always easy, and sometimes I wanted to sleep a thousand years, but I managed to survive. The definition of hell changed. It went from bullying in school, to being abused by Liam. Its current definition was hiding your relationship and pretending to be single. But what makes it different this time is that I’m not alone. I have Chris.

Welcome to a new hell, population, Chris and I.

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