"I don't get why you need to waste your money on some stupid band!"
My mom yelled at me for about the hundredth time today. I rolled my eyes. "You just wouldn't understand."
She turned towards me.
"UNDERSTAND WHAT?"
"MAYBE THEY SAVED MY LIFE. OKAY?!" I choked out.
My mom just laughed, "A band can't save you're life. that's ridiculous."
Sometimes I really and truly hate her. "Whatever. I'm leaving."
As I stormed out the door, I heard her say. "Do me a favor and don't come back."
I slammed the front door and ran down the sidewalk to my car. I tried to stope crying. In a few minutes I would be seeing my heroes. The band that saved my life. R5.
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Beautiful Scars; Critical Veins
RandomCould she ever escape this feeling? You never know. The reason your life was saved could be the reason that it was also undone. (Riker Lynch fanfic)
