I was woken up from my nap by my best friend, Autumn Brown. She had her hands on her hips and was dressed in an MCR shirt, black skinny jeans, black leather gloves, eyeliner, and a studded belt. Her brown hair was styled like it was 2003 again, her bangs covering one eye. "Get your ass up! The concert is in an hour and we have to drive 30 minutes!" She dragged me out of bed and walked out, letting me get dressed. I yawned and went over to my dresser to pick out an outfit.
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I looked in my full length mirror and nodded. Me and Autumn were going to a TX2 concert, my favorite music artist. His music had saved me from the bottomless pit of depression so of course I had to go see him live. Me and Autumn hopped in our car and drove to the venue, both of us excited as shit.
~𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭~
After the concert, I had decided to walk back to my apartment. Spoiler alert, bad idea. I was walking down an alleyway, minding my own business when a gang of 5 teenagers jumped me and beat my emo ass with baseball bats. I was surprised I survived that shit. I stood up shakily, limping out of the alley. I wiped my face when I felt something dripping from my lip only to reveal blood on my S/C hand. I felt more blood dripping from my lip. I collapsed back onto the ground, leaning against the brick wall of the building. I was going in and out of consciousness as I sat on the cold New York City ground. I heard someone walking over and crouch next to me, asking if I was alright. My vision was becoming blurry but I could make out that it was a guy, he had platinum blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes that could burn a hole through your soul. He said something but I couldn't hear it. Before I could ask who he was, everything went black.
Evan's POV:
My eyes widened as the girl in front of me passed out. "Oh shit, oh shit." I muttered, picking her up bridal style and carrying her to the car where Cam was waiting. I pulled out some soft blankets and made a mini bed in the back of the car for her. I laid her unconscious figure on the make-shift bed, putting the second blanket over her. I got in the passenger seat next to Cam who was driving. "Who's the girl?" Cam asked quietly since neither him or I wanted to wake the H/C girl. "I don't know. I found her beat up in an alleyway." I shrugged, looking back at the beautiful girl behind me. "Do ya think she's a fan?" I asked which made Cam shrug. "Maybe. She's wearing headphones right? We could play whatever she was listening to and see." I nodded and turned back forward, worrying about the girl.
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Me and Cam arrived back at our apartment. I picked the girl up and took her inside. As Cam grabbed his guitar, I rested the girl on my bed. I healed her wounds, carefully going over the bruises. I took her phone out of her pocket so it wouldn't drop out and onto the floor. I placed her phone on the bedside table and grabbed some water and Advil for when she woke up. I walked back into the living room.
As I walked into the living room, I got a pillow and a blanket so I could sleep on the comfy gray couch. I sat next to Cam, the two of us watching TV quietly. "I hope she's okay." I said as I went on my phone. Cam nodded in agreement. "I'll go get some bandages tomorrow. Can you take care of her while I'm gone?" I asked. For some reason, I felt the need to protect her.
