Kiss Me Again [All Time Low Fanfic]

Hello. I've decided to do an ATL fanfic. The italics are the present, what's happening to her now. Regular font is the past. Bold print is someone else's POV in the present.  And yes, what Maria is thinking is lyrics from Bring Me The Horizon's Deathbed, but it just fits this chap. No copyright.

“Where ya going slut? Ain’t nowhere to run. Your friends aren’t here to save you.” Punch after punch. Kick to kick. Slap to slap. They wouldn’t stop. And they we’re right. My friends weren’t here to save me. probably because the given up any and all hope on me. I mean who wouldn’t. they packed their crap off and left to become famous. Even Cass left. My body feels like a whiplash. They’re tearing me limb from limb. Their eyes are like car crashes. I can’t tear my eyes away. This is how it’s gonna end. On my deathbed and all I see is them. The life leaves my lungs, but my heart stays with them. It always will, they’re my best friends, even if I mean nothing to them. Another quick blow to my jaw and I feel the blood rushing from my mouth.

“It’s sad you know, how everyone leaves you, even your own mother.” The person spats. Trust me, I know who my attackers are. But I’m dying anyway, I don’t want to die with their images burned into my brain. I try to fight back, but I soon give up. Don’t try to fight the storm, I’ll do nothing but tumble overboard anyway and the tides pull me under. Red spots is all I start to see as the pain becomes unbearable. Red. Like Jack’s BONER shirt.

 “Maria! Maria! Come on get up stupid!” I roll over to the other side of my bed groaning. The bed would not stop shaking and quite frankly, it’s getting annoying.

“Jack go away!” I murmur before slipping deeper into the covers. Just a few more hours…..

“NOPE!” the blankets were dramatically ripped from me, exposing me to the cold chilly air.

“Jack!” I whine while reaching for the covers, eyes still shut.

“Not until you open your eyes.” I groan and was welcomed by a black shirt with BONER spelled across in red letters.

Only Jack.

“There, happy? Now gemme my blanket!” I reach for the soft warm purple blanket in Jack’s hands. But he just snatches his hand back. “Go fuck yourself.” I snap at him. I wasn’t mad just frustrated. I could never be mad at Jack. He’s my best friend and one of the people I trust in my little group. He brought me out of my darkest times, although I have a constant reminder of it; lined up on my ankles, inner thighs and wrist. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t be here………

“Maria!!!” he yells in a song voice. “Come on the guys are waiting.” I put my hands over my face and groan. “It’s gonna be fun.” He reassures.

“But it’s-” I look at the time and gasp. “One A.M! are you shitting me right now?” I screech. I mean, who gets up at one in the morning. I groaned again, but sat up in bed. Sometimes I wish I had a knife to slit Jack’s throat for the ridicules plans he has.

Go back home now and go back to sleep

And we say, go back with someone else who

There was a thump from my bathroom followed by a very loud crash and some wearing while the song continues.

Who wants you more than...

Who wants you more than me…..

“Answer you phone stupid!” a girl voice hissed. If they are trying to break into my house, they aren’t doing such a good job about it.

“I will if you give me time!” another voice hissed.

“That’s a stupid ringtone.” The girl commented.