Hollywood Undead; Girl Version

Guitars, Keyboards, and Death

It turns out after the crowd left we bought two new guitars and a keyboard.

One of them was Molly's and the other one was Destiny's. The keyboard was Isabella's (of course).

The rest of the day was pretty normal, except Molly and Jordan stayed far away as possible. I felt sorry for her.

''Aye. Karen! I want a rematch NOW!'' Jorel screamed and pretended to throw the remote at me.

''Fine, but this time i'm not going easy on you.'' I lay down on the floor with a bottle of beer.

''READY TO DIE AWAS!'' Now he was a little boy.

''Awas?'' Dylan laughed.

''Yea. Angel With A Shotgun.'' Isabella and I say in unison.

He nods and goes back to watching TV. Later on after out third game he fell asleep on the couch.

''Are you sniffing Crystal Lite packets?!'' Destiny's voice almost sang the words.

Isabella hesitated, ''..No.''

That me laugh.

''YES!! I finally beat you!'' Johnny then started running around like crazy.

''Jeez calm down J!''

I just roll my eyes, i'll get him next time. Which would be soon, he loves to go against everyone.

''Guys, we got an emergency meeting.'' Jarol and Jesse were spreading the news.

I was the first to sit at the table, slowly everyone else joined us.

''Okay, we're just going to come out with this.'' Jarol hesitated, ''The girls might have to change their names.''

This slowly sunk in ''What?!''

''I said might. We'll find out in a week but it's a good idea to start coming up with names.''

''Can I ask why?'' Molly stares at her hands in her lap.

''I don't know how this started but producers have been complaining to the head of every music industry about how we have the same name even though we're a separate band. Now a whole mess of things has started and the girls might have to change their name.'' he sighs and takes out a piece of paper and pen, ''What'll it be?''

''Damn this is unfair.'' Taylor gasps.

We all nod.

''Laggit shit.'' I wisper.

''Haha what?! We're not using that as a name.'' Jesse then puts her feet up on a seat.

''What? No! I'm just really into this skateboard magazine.''

The conversation carried on after my weird ass comment. After a few hours we were all restless. The only names we could come up was 'Violent Scenes' or 'Domesticated'. The rest of the piece of paper was filled with crossed off names or random words like 'Fuck This!' or 'Laggit Shit'. Isabella wrote that one.

It was already twelve o'clock and a few of us had already went to sleep.

I came out of the bathroom in my PJ's. ''Hiw many names do we have?''

''Two.'' Matt sighed.

''Well good night you guys.'' I yawn in the middle of my own speaking.

Aaron caught up and carried me to bed. ''Are you worried?''

''About what?'' There wasn't much to be worried about.

''The dreams.'' Then there was that.

''I'm a little paranoid, that's all.''

He sighs, ''My little soldier just has to be a little braver tonight.''

Aaron kisses me on the forehead and lays me down. I scooted over and let him in. After a few minutes, I couldn't stop tossing and turning. Music sounds good about now.

I reach for my Sugarcult bag and look for my phone. ''Bingo.''

I leave the bag on my lap and look for a playlist of songs. My eyes freeze on the playlist called 'My Past..'

Why did I never delete that?

I shake my head and play a random list. Yep. Good night.

****

''GOOD MORNING LAYLA!'' A screaming woke me up.

''Matt?! Shut up! They'll here you.'' I wisper scream at him.

''No girlie.'' Only one person calls me that.

Dylan..

Now i'm wide awake and I look at him in the eyes. ''H-How did you know?''

''Simple, I forced it out of Johnny with a few punches of course.'' His voice now sounded like Johnny himself.

I jump out of my bunk and look around.

''Its just you and me.'' He whispers.

That makes me confront him, ''What do you want.''

Dylan chuckles, ''I want you gone from the band. I want you to break up with Aaron and be gone from our lives.''

I nod no, ''I can't do that, Dylan and you know it. I love Aaron how could I do that to him? He'll feel guilty.''

''Then answer me one thing then, why couldn't you tell us?! We're your damn family..''

I started to choke, ''I'm so sor-''

Dylan takes out a gun from his left pocket, ''Screw you Karen.''

One shot hits me in the stomach, and I collapse. I try to scream for help but no sound comes out of my aching body.

''I should have just shot you in the heart.'' After that I hear him drop the gun just a few feet away.

Just when I thought he was gone Dylan appears in front of me. He steps exacly where the bullet entered my body. Harder.and harder, Dylan puts all his body weight on my wound.

''Just die.'' he whispers before I actually do.

**DUN, DUN, DUN :3**