"What was going on up there?" Jinxx asked when we were downstairs.
"It's a long story. A long story that's about twelve years long." I looked at the ground.
"We have the time," Ashley told me.
I sighed. "Well, it all started when I was about six. My parents... th-they started to hit me. I thought it was all my fault. It went on for years. It started to get better around the time I was thirteen, and I was still depressed. I started to self harm around that time. And the last time I did was about three months ago. I'll bet you everything I have, if I go back to that house... it will be the last time you see me, because I will be dead. I promise you that," I told them.
They all stared at me like I had just shot someone. Jake put his hand on my shoulder. "It's okay. We won't let anyone hurt you."
That's when I heard the car doors slamming outside. Oh no. I thought. It's them.
"One of you go look out the window." CC rose from his seat at the table and ran to look out the window. He turned around, his face a ghostly white.
"Your parents are here with your brother and they look angry. My advice? Run." I threw myself out of the chair I was seated in and ran for the basement.
Andy grabbed my arm and whispered "There is a crawl space under my couch. If you can get down there, you'll be fine." I nodded and sprinted down the stairs.
After reaching the basement of Andy's house, I plowed into the back of Andy's couch. There was a trap door with two holes in the floor of the basement. I grabbed the latch and unlocked the door. Throwing it open, I flung myself down the stairs. Once I got down four or so, I stopped to close the door.
I realized why there were holes in the door. So you could move the couch back over the door. I had it halfway over the door when I heard "Where the hell is my daughter?" My mother was screaming upstairs.
I scrambled to pull the couch over the door. Come on, come on! I thought. I could hear yelling and pounding footsteps coming down the stairs. I felt a push on the couch. I jerked my hand away just as the rays of light were shut out. And I ran as fast as my feet would carry me.
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Beautiful Remains: A Black Veil Brides fanfiction
FanfictionWinter Johnson meets Black Veil Brides- but not under the best circumstances. She is almost beaten to death on the side of the road, and, of all people who could have come to her aid, it was Christian Coma.