The car ride was quite awkward. Even with H.I.M's album, Razorblade Romance, playing quietly in the background. I was staring out the window watching the scenery fly past. 'Join Me (In Death)' began playing and images flooded my mind.
Images of my ex. His beatings. That crazy look in his eyes. I heard his words. "Amira you are such a whore! Such a slut! Who were you with last night? Erin?" he screamed at me. I wasn't with anyone, I was at the orphanage. But I didn't dare say anything, the beating would only be worse. I saw his hand come down on my face, right as his mother walked in. He swore he would kill me someday. I still lived in fear of that day.
My breathing began to increase so I closed my eyes. I felt the car pull over and my door open. My seat belt was taken off and I was pulled out of the car. I could feel myself in someones arms. I heard someone talking on the phone. I caught bits and pieces of the conversation, something about "panic attack' and 'hurry up!". I began to panic thinking in was Derek. I kicked and punched, soon enough the arms dropped me to the ground. I curled into a ball, hoping to protect my self. I began screaming,"No! Derek leave me alone. I promise I'll behave!" . "Amira, you need to calm down honey." a soft voice said,"Slow, deep breaths. In. Out.". I began to use a technique I discovered in 6th grade.
What are five things I see? Grass, dirt, sky, asphalt, and rocks. Breath in breath out. Four things I feel. Asphalt, dirt/grass, wind, and the sun's heat.Breath in breath out. Three things I hear. Cars passing by, Gerard and Mikey's voices, and birds chirping. Breath in breath out. Two things I love. Music and sleep. Breath in breath out. One thing that makes me happy. The feeling of music, not just playing, but hearing it too.
I close my eyes, noticing that my shaking and breathing were closer to normal now. I frown when I remember where I am. Before I could do anything, I heard Gerard's soft voice,"Amira, come on sweetheart, you need to get up.". I stood up and locked eyes with Mikey, before everything went black...
A/N:
I know this is late! Don't kill me! I've been extremely busy! Finally, chapter two is up.
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Adopted By Frank Iero and in love with Mikey way
FanfictionAmira was never what you would call normal. Her hair is died black hair and she has piercings. Her music is "satanic" and apparently endorses suicide. Yeah she's different. Oh and she's an orphan! Follow Amira on her journey through love, near death...
