The Last Cut

Chapter 62

Hey, this is the last chap! Hope you guys all like it(: THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL! Sorry for any mistakes.

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DIS POV

I couldn't stop the giggle that bubbled from my lips.

"Sorry Kayden, I already have a date." I smirked just as Ronnie slid an arm around my waist protectively.

"You're going to prom. With Ronnie Radke?" Kayden looked defeated and hurt.

"Yep." Ronnie said happily.

"You're making a big mistake Dis. He's gunna hurt you." Kayden sighed sadly.

"As if you didn't!" I scoffed.

"I had to. Or else."

"Or else what?" I asked, my breath stopping.

"She would hurt you twice as bad as I did. She already had something on Ali." Kayden confessed, I could feel Ronnie tense.

"What?" I asked as I broke away from Ronnie and looked from him to Kayden.

"You didn't tell her? Some boyfriend you are. You didn't tell her that her best friends rapist is out of jail and looking for her?" Kayden almost yelled.

"No. But you did. Thanks." Ronnie glared at the younger boy in front of him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked quietly.

Ronnie sighed and put his hands on my cheeks, his thumbs running over my cheekbones. "Ali told me not to."

I pushed his hands off of me and glared. "She wasn't the one that I told that I loved every night! She wasn't the one that I've been sleeping with!" I yelled.

"You guys have fucked?!" Kayden yelled, his face a mask of disgust and hurt.

"What's going on?" Ali asked, walking over.

"He's after you?" I asked, looking at my blonde friend, my voice sounding hurt.

"How did you...?" She trailed off.

"Andrea had a part if it and Kayden said something about it. Thanks for telling me." I growled and turned away.

"I was protecting you!" Ali countered.

I stopped and looked at her, "Did the rest of the band know?"

They looked down, telling me that they did know.

"Of fucking course." I growled and turned around.

"Dis!" They yelled and I just shook my head and walked out the doors to the buses.

Ali could be in a life or death situation at the time and I wouldn't even know. That's low.

I grabbed some black yoga pants and a red tank top and went in through the side door to shower in the venue with a small bag with bathroom necessities and a towel.

After my long shower I dried off and got dressed in the clothes I brought and put my hair up.

I looked in the mirror and sighed.

Why didn't they tell me? Did they want to keep it from me? Keep me in the dark? My blood boiled and my temper flared and soon, I was punching the mirror, shattering it into a million pieces.

My knuckles stung but thankfully I didn't get glass in my hand. I rinsed off the blood and walked away, grabbing my towels and bag.

I needed sleep. And maybe a warm Ronnie to cuddle with.