Ronnie Radke- Falling in Reverse
"Ughhhhh" you groaned pulling a pillow over your head to try and block out the sound of your aunt and uncle as they screamed at each other downstairs. You moved in with them when you were 10 after your parents died in a car wreck and adding a child to their already crumbling marriage only made it fall apart even more. The only thing holding it together any longer was the fact that getting a divorce was too difficult, who got what and especially who had to keep you, which neither of them wanted to do. They'd been arguing for a couple of hours, about what you didn't know nor did you care to find out. You heard your uncle storm out the door and slam it behind him as your aunt began sobbing. You snuck downstairs to check and make sure everything was alright. "D-Darcy?" You whispered your aunts name quietly. She looked up from where she sat crying on the couch, glaring at you with tear stained eyes. "YOU!" She screamed throwing a cup right at your head "THIS IS ALL YOUR FALT! IF YOUR PARENTS WEREN'T SUCH IDOITS THEY'D STILL BE ALIVE AND I WO-" you didn't stay around to hear the rest. You stormed out the front door with tears streaming down your cheeks. You bolted across your front lawn, barely able to see. You ran until suddenly the cold air whipping against your face was replaced by something hard. Looking up you discovered you'd just ran into someone. He looked back down at you, his warm eyes filled with concern. "I-I'm s-sorry" you managed to spit out before bursting into tears again. The stranger wrapped his tattoo covered arms around you "hey hey shhhhh" he said gently "look I'm just unpacking why don't you come inside and get that cut on your head fixed up?" You nodded, this man could very well kill you but you really wouldn't mind. Anything would be better than having to hear your aunt and uncle say one more bad thing about your parents. You followed him inside and his house was filled with boxes. It crosses your mind, as he helped you sit on the couch that he was the new tenant of the house a few down from yours that'd been for rent for ages. The man came back with a first aide kid and you hadn't realized he'd even left. He sat next to you on the couch and pulled you onto his lap and began tending to your wound. "I'm Ronnie" he said gently when he's finished cleaning up your cut. "(Y/n)" you replied feeling the bandage on your forehead "thank you." He looked into your eyes again and you realized, even with a forehead tattoo, he was very attractive. "Tell me what happened?" He asked with a calm, caring voice. You nodded, words pouring out of your mouth like a waterfall as you started from the very beginning.
Ronnie watched you as you told your story, your legs still draped across his lap. He nodded at the right times and wiped away your tears when you talked about the car crash. Before you knew it you'd fallen asleep on the couch. Your eyes fluttered open and you saw Ronnie in the kitchen, humming as he cooked. You watched him for a little while wondering how you could be so head over heels for this guy you knew nothing about. The clock on the microwave read 9:17 and you jumped up, instantly regretting it as the pain in your head intensified. Ronnie rushed over to you and helped you lay back down. "I need to go home- my aunt and uncle- they'll beat me if I'm late." You sputtered. Ronnie looked at you with sad eyes and brushed a piece of hair behind your ear. "(Y/n)" he said "I called the police, they have your aunt and uncle in custody for child abuse and it looks like they might be responsible for several robberies around town adding up to a very large sum of money." You gasped covering your mouth with your hand, you didn't know weather to laugh or cry so you hugged Ronnie instead. "You-you saved my life" you thanked him and he smiled at you. "The police will be here tomorrow for questioning but in the mean time you can stay here, if you'd like." You nodded and he smiled, kissing you on the cheek as the kitchen timer went off. "I hope you like pizza"
