Prologue:

*7 years ago*

"Bye Kenna, I'll see you later!" My older brother Jack exclaimed as he walked by me, hugging me as he went.
"See you later!" I replied as I turned on the couch, hugging him back tightly. When he let go I turned back to the TV where Sponge Bob Square Pants was on.
"Where are you going, Jack?" Our dad asked, walking into the living room and noting Jack's keys in his hand.
"I'm going to Cole's. We're going to work on our English reports," Jack explained as he paused in the doorway to look at dad.
"Oh, okay. Well, have fun and be back by eleven, okay?" Dad said. Jack nodded and left, closing the door behind him.

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Later that evening my parents and I were watching Peter Pan when we heard the phone start to ring.
"I'll get it," Dad said getting up and walking into the kitchen where the phone was. I heard him talking quietly but couldn't make out anything he was saying so I turned my attention back to the movie. About five minutes later he slowly walked back into the room. I looked up at him to see something I've never seen before. Dad was crying silently. He had tears running down his cheeks and a shocked expression on his face.
I got up and hugged him as I asked, "Daddy, what's wrong?" He didn't answer and I could feel him slightly shaking under me. Mom stood up and looked at him with a concerned expression on her face. She started asking him questions, trying to figure out why dad was crying.
"What's wrong?"
"Who was that?"
"What happened?"
Finally dad looked at her and choked out, "J-Jack is dead."

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*Now*

My name is Kennali Roshia. I'm nineteen years old. I work at a bakery not to far from my small apartment. I love music. Black Veil Brides, A Day To Remember, Motionless In White, and Pierce The Veil being a few of the many bands I listen to. I also like older bands such as Guns N' Roses, KISS, Nirvana, Green Day, and the Misfits. Black Veil Brides is my all time favorite though. I was twelve when my brother died. He was in a car crash on his way to see Cole, his best friend. He was hit by a drunk driver head-on. They both died that day. About a year later my Mother left. I haven't heard from her since. After she left my father became an alcoholic. He also became abusive. I left the day I turned eighteen, happy to leave him and the town that held all of my painful memories behind.



I was laying on my bed, staring at the dirty ceiling of my room. I was debating on taking a shower or making something to eat first, before I had to go to work. I decided on the shower. I walked into my bathroom, my feet padding on the cold floor. I turned on the shower and stripped as the shower heated up. I looked at myself in the large mirror over the sink. I had long black hair and blue eyes. I was fairly skinny, eliminating any possibility of having boobs. I sighed as I looked at the scars on my body. When I was thirteen I started to self harm. My father never knew and I didn't tell anyone besides my only friend at the time, Alex. He helped me through everything and now I haven't cut in two years. I hopped into the shower letting the warm water run down my body. I quickly bathed and washed my hair. I then got out and blow-dried my hair. I walked into my room and put on a pair of black skinny jeans, a plain grey t-shirt, and my beat up black converse. I then did my makeup and straightened my hair. After I was done I walked into the kitchen, grabbing a bowl and spoon and pouring myself a bowl of cocoa krispies. When I finished eating I grabbed my purse and left, locking the door on my way out. I walked to my light yellow bug, quickly getting in. After four tries, the car finally starts and i pull out of the parking lot. I got to work with five minutes to spare, parking in front of the small building. When I walked in I was instantly greeted by Julie, my co-worker and best friend.
"Kenna!" She exclaimed, hugging me tightly. When she let go she started jumping up and down. "Guess what, guess what, guess what!!" She yelled. This is why I loved her. She was always so happy and I could always count on her to cheer me up when I felt down. She seemed so young and joyous, the complete opposite of me.
"What?!" I yelled back, laughing at her overly happy frame.
"Black Veil Brides is playing Warped Tour this year! And I got you a ticket!" She told me, smiling widely. Wait...what?? I gasped, bear hugging her.
"Are you serious?! Thank you so much! How can I repay you?"
"You don't have to. You're my best friend and I knew you loved Black Veil Brides, so I bought them for you," She told me, hugging me back. She handed me the ticket and said,
"Now, let's get to work."

Notes

Haaai guys!! This is my first fanfiction so please don't hate me if this totally sucks. Buuut I hope you like it! If you do I would totally appreciate feedback! You can also tell me what I could improve on, etc, etc,... Anywhore thanks for reading! Byeee :)