Don't You Go and Make a Scene

Chapter 1

Hey guys so this chapter takes place the day/night before the Angel Eyes Music Video Shoot. Playlist for this chapter (ligit just what I listened to while writing this) :

Contemptress by Motionless in White feat. Maria Brink

Lullaby by Nickelback

Sinematic (both the acoustic and original) by Motionless in White

Angel Eyes by New Years Day feat. Chris Motionless (of course I listened to this)

A-M-E-R-I-C-A by Motionless in White

Heart Shaped Glasses by Marilyn Manson

Wasp by Motionless in White

Any Last Words? by New Years Day

Break the Cycle by Motionless in White

Defame Me by New Years Day

Abigail by Motionless in White

..and that's it! Read the chapter, give feedback please, vote? Thank you all ❤ now on with the story!
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Ash's POV
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Today is the day before the Angel Eyes music video shoot, and to say I was a nervous wreck was an understatement. Within the past few months, Scott has become steadily worse with his punishments because he think that ive been cheating on him with Chris. Which is complete bull shit but he doesn't listen to me about it. It's all my fault anyways, I should be spending more time with my boyfriend then with my best friend....

I was finishing cleaning the kitchen so I could cook Scott dinner when I heard the front door open. Shit. "Ashley why the hell don't I smell my dinner yet!?" Scott yells walking into the kitchen.

"I am so sorry Scott, I didn't realize how much of a mess I made of the house until I started cleaning. But I did just finish the kitchen so that I could make your favourite dinner. It'll be done shortly, I promise" I said with a smile, hoping that he isn't too pissed off with me. I can't go into the video shoot with bruises, The boys are already suspicious.

Scott huffs and walks away, muttering horrid words about me. "Don't forget," he says from the living room. "I have friends coming over tonight for dinner so once you cook my food go get your fat ass looking presentable. Can't be embarrassed by you today." With a nod, I say "yes sir" and turn back to the stove, preparing orange chicken and rice.

As soon as dinner was ready, I went to go get ready for the dinner. Walking into our bathroom, I took a look at myself and replayed all of Scott's words in my head. "fat ass" "you need to diet" "loose weight, damn. I'm embarrassed" "don't wear that skirt. Your thighs are too big"

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And I realized....

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He's right.

When I notice what time it is, I quickly get dressed (AN: outfit in media area thingy), do my makeup and head back downstairs. I go straight back into the kitchen and start to serve dinner onto plates.

"Love, how many of your friends are coming so I can get their plates ready for them?" I call out too the living room where Scott has been for an hour. "2 people are coming over. They're almost here."he shouts back. As if on cue, the doorbell rings right as I finish putting the plates on the table. Scott walks over and roughly grabs my wrist, dragging me to the door.

'Shit, ' I think to myself. 'I'm definitely going to have bruises.' I open the door and stand shocked at who is standing at the door, the one person I recognize. And apparently he recognizes me judging by the smirk he gives me that send chills down my spine.