A Loaded Gun And A Bastards History ~ and Ashley Purdy Love Story~

Chapter 1: My Temples For The Crazy

Kristin's POV:

It's a day before I go home from tour to see my family for the holidays. I'm talking to my producer Eric at Standby records about my brothers band getting signed. Another Round is very good, it's just like my dads band Black Veil Brides. Wearing all leather and warpaint. The fallen wears a lot of leather, but no war paint specifically. Mom and dads bands still tour, but only during summer. I haven't been home for almost 5 months, and I know that's hard for my brother and dad to handle. I threw on a strapless checkered top, black skinny jeans, black strappy high heels, feather earrings, my scull and guitar navel ring, rose pendant necklace, my hoop lip ring, and my VIP band all access pass. I have a show today, then I take a plane back home to Los Angeles in the morning where Christian will be waiting to pick me up. Cobra came in with her shattered glass style guitar and tossed a sharpie at me.

"Signings in 30 minutes chica." She stated, then walked out.

Cobra has a weird type of attitude and outlook on life. Her version states 'life's a game, and if you die, you've lost, yet no one can live forever.' She's right. I brushed on my black eyeshadow and blood red lipstick, drawing stitches out the side of my mouth, then started heading toward our signing table. I was immediately engulfed by our fans, so Lilly came and grabbed my hand, pulling me to the table. We took pictures with our fans and signed anything that came our way. It was fun. I soon figured out what my mother and father meant by 'signings are fun, but performing is a high.' It's so true. You get to see your fans from a new prospective. Swaying and singing to your music. It's a great feeling.