Rebel Yell (Ashley Purdey)

Chapter One: Black Veil Brides with Lacey

Warmth that surrounds me, soft sheets cover my small body until my devil of an alarm wakes me up. I slam my hand down onto my old black clock which instantly shuts up under the weight of my fist. Suddenly I opened my eyes wide. It's black veil brides today. I inwardly squeal and jump up onto the old floor boards under my feet. I don't live in town, I live in the woods in a small shack cabin which my family used to own and now that just I own and nobody knows about. I place my hand on my forehead and brush my fingers through my hair, sweeping the white fringe out of my eyes. I walk over to my small chair and grab the outfit I had already set out. A leather jacket with an outlaw top and a necklace of a star with skinnies and a pair of combat boots. I slide off my cotton top and shorts and put on the set of clothes that had been set out. Then I grab my white war paint and cover my face mimicking Ashley's war paint. I tie a single plait in my  hair leaving it free and then I grab my black bag making sure everything is in it. I squeal and then leave my small shack walking out to the small undisturbed lake right outside. I look at myself and sigh. I'll never be confident or pretty I'm just an ugly girl who wastes her life because she dropped out of school. I grab a rock from the floor and throw it at my reflection. I move away and then pull my brackets on over my array of small lines covering all my wrist. Shaking my head I began to walk through the dark woods until I reached the town edge.
The drizzle of the typical English weather mixes with the sound of my converse padding on the concrete ground. I pull my Black Veil Brides jacket closer to my body as i search for a certain black haired best friend. Then i see her, her black hair was neatly brushed so it still looked messy and her outfit made her look perfect. A batman long sleeve top with ripped jeans and combat boots pared with a necklace her mom gave her when she was small. She runs up to me a little bit out of breath and laughs rubbing her head. "Sorry im late" I chuckle and just brush it aside. We awkwardly stand near the door so soon Lacey breaks the silence with a small chuckle, "Shall we go in?" she proposes putting a hand towards the door. I nod so we link arms and walk towards the stage area where we need to be.
Lacey looks confused as we move closer to the stage and stand right in front of it having perfect view of the stage. I chuckle as she looks at me for an explanation but I just shake my head and face the stage. I put my hand through my fringe, it's a nervous twitch I have and have had since I was small. Then Andy and Ashley run on stage laughing with the rest of the band, hyping the crowd for a great show. My eyes gradually move up to look at Ashley and we accidently make eye contact. I quickly divert my attention to moshing as fallen angels starts with Andy singing as great as normal. As I am dancing I feel my bracelets fall off my arm to see Lacey holding my arm tight and her sleeve rolled up. I suddenly hear the music stop and Ashley and Andy look at us with burning passion in their eyes. Why are we so important. In fear I whisper to Lacey who was by now trying to find a way out. "run" I whisper shout and we bolt for the back door. Leaving behind our idols who's faces were full of shock.

Ashley POV

Waking up in the tour bus I get hyped jumping out my bunk and moving towards the rest of the bunks. "Wake up cunts we are on tour" I yell to everyone. They give me death glares as they roll of the their beds with hangovers.
-lazy author time skip-
I place my paint brush down as i examine my war paint, it was perfect as normal meaning we were going to be on stage exactly on time because im the last one to get ready. "Let's rock this bitch" I shout as i grab my bass and swing it around before grabbing it and holding it still in front of me. I follow the workers who work on stage to the curtains where we walk in exactly on time. "Hello everyone!" Andy calls as he waves to random people. As i look around I see a gorgeous girl with pure white hair, her crystal blue eyes covered in black eyeliner and her war paint the same as mine. She looked up and her piercing blue eyes caught mine. She was the first to look away as she began moshing, her beautiful white hair swinging around her as she gets into dancing, dancing with her whole body looking like she's having a lot of fun. It just makes me want to join her dancing with her and cuddle her close. Wait what. No I shouldn't be thinking this I'm Ashley the great womanizer, I sleep with net girls every night. Anyway I don't believe in true love. It's not real. As i play the chorus I notice she stops and i look at her to see an array of old to new scars which even have some really fresh cuts. Why did she do that? We like to help our fans through this kind of stuff but she looks like she needs just to be loved and saved from herself because without help her would is gonna end.When she sees me lookin at her she mumbles to her friend and they bolt out the crowd and the door leaving just a bracelet in her absence.