Thread The Needle - Sleep Token / Vessel ff

Let the Bullets Rain

•≪•◦ A/N ◦•≫

Talk about getting Arrested, Drugs, Abuse DV, SH and stuff like that

≪•◦ Lyra ◦•≫

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Lyra, Is my name. A 15 year old in year 9 of high school. Living with my druggie dad in the middle of Manchester. We moved here when I was 4 from Australia with my mother. But soon after her and dad split. Mums has always been an alcoholic freak and my dad's always been a junkie. But they used to be good parents, and we used to be a Good family, with many family friends and a good reputation. But that's all crumbled down when I was about 11. And from then on, it's just been the same shit over and over again. When does the cycle end?

I was sitting in my room. Dad was yelling on the phone again. another drug deal gone bad. I decided I was gonna go to Cy's house, he knew about what happened with my dad and I could always go to his house.

I opened the window and climbed out. i started to walk to Cy's house. i was on my way when my dad texted me.

╭──╯ . . . . . . . . . . ╰──╮

Cranky Cunt

- Where your going bitch I see you walking

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I just ignored it and gave him the finger as I walked off knowing he could see me from the window

I was walking up the street for about 10 minutes when i hear music playing. My mood became brightened and I started to pick up the pace.

As I came closer, I saw the garage door was open in Cy's house.

Cyrus spotted me and set down his guitar before running over to give me a big hug

''Hey hey, it's okay, is he bad again?'' he said, wiping the tears from my face. I nodded and his embrace tightened. He held Eachother for a while until I felt saftket return to my body.

We sat down and Cy and Ryan played a couple more minutes of music before it began to get dark.

The sun was nearly gone so we packed up all the instruments and Ryan - Our Drummer - left.

we sat in Cy's room where he had an extra matrise always set up ready for me to come over. I came over often, at least every 2nd night. His dad would always work late, his mum would sometimes work late but neither of them minded me staying over

They actually preferred it. Cy's dad and my dad used to be best friends but when my dad started being really abusive and became a drug addict again Cy's dad dropped him because he wanted his family to be safe

They liked it when I came over, they saw me as the daughter they never had. They liked to know if was safe.

It was the weekend so there was no school tomorrow, meaning I didn't have to wake up early.

Me and Cy watched a movie together on his laptop.

"Hey" I said while I rested my head on his shoulder

"I heard something new in the garage earlier, what the song?" Cy was always coming up with music

"Oh, do you want me to show you?" I nodded as he switched tabs in his laptop and turned up the volume

He played a song that sounded like it was still in the making but it sounded good whatever it was

"Hold on, those are the lyrics we wrote the Other day" I said in realisation and shock that he had managed to put Music to the mess of words me and him would scribble down when we got an idea.