Just Another Girl (BVB)

AUTHORS NOTE: I don't own Black Veil Brides

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I wake up to the sound of Ms.Hannah's loud voice screaming throughout the building. "Wake up you little brats time to get your lazy asses out of bed." Another typical day at Ms.Hannah's House for Girls or as I like to call it the hell hole. My names Ami. I don't have a last name I never have and probably never will. You see I'm an orphan but not your typical abandoned by your parents or your parents died orphan. I'm 14 I was adopted once when I was 8 into this seemingly loving home, but things aren't always what they appear on the surface.

The man that adopted me's name was Peter a nice name to match a nice face. For a few weeks after I was adopted all was fine Peter was nice to me till he slowly started getting angrier and hitting me it started gradually like only when I did something wrong but then it started happening everyday. I knew not to tell anyone or else I would be stuck back into an orphanage where "sluts like me" belong according to Peter.

The abuse went on for 2 years until I turned 10 then it started getting worse. He started to rape me. only him for a while then he started bringing his friends along to "join in on the fun" that's what he said but can I tell you it was not fun. being tied to a bed for hours on end while strangers have sex with you isn't fun. That went on for the worst 3 years of my life.

When I was 13 the police came over in the middle of the night because there had been complaints about screaming coming from the house. Usually Peter knows when the police are going to come because one of his best paying costumers was a police man. But it happens that he was the one "using" me that night and he got arrested along with Peter and all the other guys that were there that night.

I was taken down to the police station and questioned. they made me go get a check up at the hospital because of all the bruises I had. While I was at the hospital I found out I was pregnant. Yay! No not yay. Peter charged his customers extra not to use a condom and that was a luxury most men could afford. So I was pregnant and too far along to get an abortion. At 13 what the fuck was I gonna do. instead of finding me a place to go like they said they would the police stuck me in this hell hole where I'm slowly getting fatter.

Well that's me I live such a wonderful life don't I. After thinking about my majorly messed up pasted I decided to get my fat ass out of bed. I threw on a pair of sweatpants the only thing that would fit me and an over-sized Black Veil Brides shirt. I don't actually know who this band is I got the shirt from some charity thing and its one of the only shirts that will fit my ginormous stomach. it matches my naturally midnight black pin straight hair that falls to about the middle of my back. Everyone thinks I'm gorgeous with my black hair, aqua eyes, and pale completion so I wonder why they don't adopted me.

I slowly waddle down the stairs. I'm 6 months pregnant and look like a freaking mammoth. I eat breakfast ignoring the looks of the prissy bitches that always glare at me. And head to the classroom for my morning lessons. First thing I have is social studies my least favorite class a great way to start off a Monday don't you think.

Halfway through class I get called down to Ms.Hannah's office. They probably just wanna check that I haven't gone into labor or something stupid. Sometimes I think it would be better if chimps ran this institution.

I walk down stairs to find Ms.Hannah standing with 5 black haired figures that looked familiar "Ami this is Andy he claims to be related to you" Ms.Hannah said in a boring tone pointing to the tallest man of the group.

"I don't have any relatives" I reply in a pissed tone. It's probably those twig bitches playing a joke on me.

"Yes you do" Andy replied "me! Our parents died and we thought you died with them."

" what the fuck" I replied " I've had relatives all my life and I've never known. Where the fuck have you been?"

" looking for you. Your real name is Grace. but when you were younger you wished your name was Ami so that's what you told any new person you met. They didn't find your body at the shooting so I assumed you got away. I've been searching for you for 10 years'

"Wow that's a lot to take in, but what are you doing here?"

"I have finally found you I want to take you home. These are me band members" he said while pointing to the rest of the boys. "But you should know that by looking at your shirt. Their my family now and their going to become yours and my little niece or nephews family too."

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Ooh ok well just let me go pack my stuff" I said. Andy had the biggest smile on his face like he thought I wouldn't come with him. This is a lot to take in I have a family. My baby isn't going to be given to the orphanage and i'll never see them again. I slowly headed up the stairs to my room and pack the minimal things that I owned and put them into the one black suitcase I owned.

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I hope you like it it's my first story. Comment tell me what you think please :3