A Fatal Passion Forged In Black ~Motionless In White

~ Chapter 1 ~

A/N: This is my first fanfiction so please excuse the crappiness. I will try to update as often as possible which will hopefully be at least once a week or so. A little disclaimer, I do not in any way, shape, or form believe the members of Motionless In White to be like this. I am only characterizing them this way for the sake of the story. This fanfiction contains strong sexual content and strong language, so if you're not into that, please do not read this story. If you don't mind it, I hope you enjoy and vote. Thanks for reading😁✨ ~Xmotionlessbridesx

Abigail

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I wake to the sound of HIM playing through my phone. I groan as i roll over on my back and press snooze. I lay there a second before my brother's head pokes around the door.

"Wake your skinny ass up," he says and I throw a pillow at him.

"Never." I reply stubbornly, really not wanting to get up.

"Fine have it your way," he states simply and walks back down the hall. Just as I think I've gotten rid of him, he comes running back up the hall and tackles me.

"Okay, okay I'm up, just get off me fat ass," I say and he chuckles. "Whatever." I go into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I start the shower and pull of my clothes. Once I'm done, I step out and wrap a towel around my hair and body. I walk back into my room pulling a Black Craft Cult tee, a red and black flannel shirt, and black ripped skinny jeans out of my closet. I slip on my clothes and blow dry and straighten my black hair. I do my make up as usual: foundation, winged eyeliner, mascara, and dark red lipstick. I slip in my black septum ring and plain black plugs in my 1/2 inch stretched ears. After slipping on my solid black vans and placing a beanie on my head, I head to the kitchen. Devin is leaning over the counter, pancakes sitting in front of him. We eat talking about how going back Scranton will be. I'm terrified that I won't have any friends...God I sound like I'm in high school...or how my roommate will be. What if I see them.

"Those shit-for-brains would never even get in to college." I tell myself, grinning.

All too soon to my liking, its time to leave to go to the airport. He helps me carry my shit out to the car and we climb inside. The 30-minute drive there is spent in mostly silence, other than Slipknot playing in the background. By the time we get to where my flight is boarding, its almost time. We say our goodbyes, and I promise him that I will call him when we land. This all feels so odd. Ive never been away from him all that much, much less all the way across the damn country.

I hear my flight number being called, I feel tears prickle my eyes as I look over at Devin who is looking back at me. I give him one last hug and make my way over. Once in my seat, I pull my phone out of my pocket, along with my head phones. I put them in my ears and lean my head up against the window. Everything else starts to fade around me as my eyes close. Sleep takes me over in minutes.

Only to wake up in the place I never in a million years thought I would be returning to.