Adopted by an Emo

train wreck

Trains P.O.V

    "hey." Brent whispered in my ear with his arms wrapped loosely around my waist.

    "oh, hey." i said in my shockingly raspy voice. I hate my raspy voice.

    He kissed me on the forehead it was nice but he had morning breath but I didnt care it was the kiss that mattered .

"Good morning princess." Brent said brushing my hair behind my ear.

"Good morning Brent." i said mocking his caring voice, even though i love it.

We both rolled out of the bed and he walked over to his closet. I put a pair of
Of Mice &Men socks; my feet always get cold in the morning. He pulled out two shirts two band shirts, the first black veil brides with pierce the veil and sleeping with sirens.

    "Which one?" he asked holding them up and raising his eyebrows.

    "Duh pierce the veil." i said rolling my eyes.

    He slips off his shirt and throws it on to the wood floor. Damn he has a six pack.
I walk over to him and press my body against his. He looked in to my eyes. He puts his hands on my butt. I put my hands around his neck. He starts kissing me a lot.

It was like the first time but better. Every kiss was better. We walked over to the bed still making out. I put my legs around his waist.

"Wait I forgot to tell my friends are coming over in a little bit."

"wait what?" i got off of him. I don't know why i just did that but i cant turn back now.        
"whats happening?" he said looking confused.

i was on the fence about telling him and he could probably tell i was having a battle with myself. he took a step towards me and looked me deep into my eyes.

"whats going on?" he said with a concerned look crossing his face.

"i-i .... um..." i sighed and took a deep breath, "when i was younger," tears started to form in my eyes as i had to remember this horrific memory. "i had a group of friends...they made me feel like family and i was apart of there lives...we had a sleepover one night and we got into her moms alcohol cabinet and i had a little too much. they pulled off my clothes and took a ton of pictures and posted them around my school...it ruined my life. my parents died that same month...People made me feel even worse... convincing me it was my faul-" I choked on my own words breaking down into tears.