•nicole•
As we race to the Unicorn stage, people start to crowd in. The gates haven't opened yet, so it's mostly band crews.
"Move bitches!" I shove everyone in my way. No one seems happy about this, but hey, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
"Stop!" I hear a faint shout from behind me. So I screech to a halt, holding my arms on my knees.
"You're not supposed to be here," the voice came into view. He's a security guard.
"No sir.... You.... Don't under..... Stand...." I gasp in between words.
"What I understand is that you're supposed to be behind the gate," he suddenly charges at my arms, pinning them against my body.
"No in the assistant of Pierce the Veil!" I try and show him my lanyard.
"Not falling for it," other guards rush over to help with the situation.
"Jaime! Tony! Vic! Mike! Help! Please!" I scream at the top of my lungs. I can't go behind the gates, last time I was, I was shoved into a rock, and I never made it in the actual venue.
"Jaime! I swear to god help me!" Tears pour out of my eyes as I struggle to escape the barricade of old men.
"Wait!" I hear.
"Wait wait wait wait!" A voice shouts. Footprints follow, getting closer by the second. We're almost at the gate.
"Nicole!" Jaime's voice is recognized my the men. They come to a complete stop.
"You guys are horrible, she has the lanyard and you wouldn't check?" Jaime wraps his arms around my waste, picking me up. My tears soak into Jaime's shirt.
"Sorry sir," the all apologize.
"That's not good enough," he coughs, walking away.
"Thank you," I smudge my under eyes. My arms latch behind him, along with my legs.
"I'm sorry we left you, I didn't know that this would happen," he continues to walk towards the stage, rubbing my back in small circles.
"It's okay, it was just scary," I sniffle into his neck. The scent of cologne and sweat mix through the air.
"I'll get you to the stage, and then you can watch us play, and we can go see your bands, and then you can come with us to signings," Jaime suggests, but it's not really a suggestion, it's more of a guideline/ plan of today.
"We need to see Pvris," my tears begin to dry onto my face, leaving the streaks of peely skin. I have some lotion in my pocket.
"Hey," Jaime shouts.
"Ouchy, you don't have to shout, I'm right here," I slap his back.
"Oh my god Nicole!" Vic's voice slithers through my ears, and soon were followed my thudding of feet.
"I'm sorry baby girl," Vic took me out of Jaime's arms and wrapped me up.
"It's okay Vic," I assure. He has a slight scent of sweat, trailing behind a chain behind a truck. (Heheh)
"Okay, I'm going to go back to sound check," Vic mentions, taking my hand in his. We waltz over to Tony and Mike, who sit patiently on the stage.
"Where were you?! You lost!" Tony laughs, holding his stomach.
"Nothing," I blur. He looks up, first noticing my red, puffy eyes, then Vic's hand intertwined with mine.
"What's going on?" He begins to ask in concern.
"I said nothing, so can we drop it?" I snap, removing my hand from Vic. They all stare at me in sudden shock. I feel the heat ride from my chest and my forehead.
"Okay," Jaime walks over and takes my hand. Hands hands hands. He drags me behind the stage drop, facing me.
"What's going on?" He relaxes his right hip.
"I said nothing is fucking wrong! Get that fucking through your fucking thick skull!" I cry out. By now, I'm earning us both glares and horrid looks, and the boys are standing in a little huddled group.
"I'm fucking fine?! Can't you fucking see? Look at me! I'm like a candy cane! God!" I grab at my hair, pulling at it.
"Babe, babe, babe, stop it," Vic emerges rom the huddle and removes my hands from my stressing hair. "Babe, you need to calm down, look at me," he soothes as everyone begins to leave. I can only sniffle. I feel like if I try to talk, nothing will come out.
I let out a soft groan, more like a moan, but when I think of moaning, it becomes dirty.
"What?" Vic asks, still grasping my hands. My mouth is dry, nasty.
"Help.. Me.."
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Only Baby Scars
FanficNicole child, you're okay.. "I'm sorry if I mean anything to you, but I've made up my mind" she screamed in his face as she ran into the streets. All he heard was a car screech to a stop. But it stopped after a thud was sounded. "She can't be dead...
