Dark Angel // Alex Gaskarth

Chapter One: Repeating Nightmares

Song: I Don't Love You by My Chemical Romance

Chapter 1. Repeating Nightmares. 

Angel.  

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I let out a shriek of panic once I heard multiple gun shots fired in our direction. I instinctively crouched down on the floor, closed my eyes and waited until no more shots were heard. A couple of minutes of silence passed before I finally decided that everything seemed calm enough for me to open my eyes again.  

I slowly opened my eyes and immediately looked over at my brother, Oscar. I let out a blood curling scream once I saw him lifeless body lying in a pool of blood next to me. My eyes watered and my knees weakened, resulting in me collapsing on the ground next to his still body.  

I heard screams and people talking around us as they took notice of what had just happened but I didn't pay any attention to what they were saying. My eyes were fixed on Oscar's pale, bloody face.  

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My eyes shot open, pulling me away from my terrible nightmare. Well, it's more of a horrible memory rather than a nightmare. It's the memory that will forever be imprinted in my mind, the memory of the day my older brother, Oscar Alvarez, was shot and killed.  

I blinked back the tears that were now threatening to fall from my dark brown eyes. Just the thought of Oscar brings me to tears. He was my only brother, my best friend, the only person who knew what to do when I was feeling sad but none of that matters anymore because they took his life away and now he's gone forever.  

I looked over at the clock on my nightstand and saw that it was already six in the morning. School doesn't start until eight but I don't even dare to go back to sleep again. I feel like every time I close my eyes, I see Oscar's pale, bloody face.  

I don't want to go to school. Just the thought of having to return to that place makes my stomach tie in knots. Today, is my first day back at Dulaney High School. I was forced to take a couple of weeks off from school because I was emotionally unstable to attend any of my classes. Thus, ending in me staying at home for a couple of weeks.  

Unfortunately, my mother had promised our principle that I'd be back by the time the second semester starts. I was actually surprised when my mother showed concern for me while she was in the principle's office but I soon came to realize that her 'concern' was merely a act for the school. In reality, my mother could care less what happens to me.  

My mother's lack of concern towards her only daughter leads way back to the year my father left our family. I was eight years old while Oscar was nine. Mom, Oscar and I were sitting in the living room, watching the television when mum received the phone call that would soon lead to her hating me.  

My father had called her that night to let her know that her suspicions were corrected. That, he was in fact, cheating on my mother with my aunt.  

After that, my mum kicked my father out of the house. We moved multiple times until we finally decided in staying here in Baltimore. The last time I talked to my father was the day of Oscar's funeral -which was two years ago-. We had talked on the phone for about ten minutes before I decided to hang up on his worthless ass.  

Apparently, he had moved back to our hometown, Sahuayo, Michucan in Mexico due to some financial issues. And that was that, he never came to his son's funeral and I haven't spoken to my father since that awful day.  

Pushing all the bad memories aside, I slowly got up from my bed and started towards the bathroom. After stripping out of my pajama pants and tank top, I stared blankly at the girl in the mirror.  

Her face was ghostly pale, her brown eyes filled with sadness and pain. Her arms lined with scars, some new but most of them were old and were now fading a bit. The contrast between pale skin and jet black hair would have been lovely on most girls but not her. The noticeable contrast only added to the dark aura and ghostly appearance.  

The girl in the mirror is me, Angel Alvarez, also known as, 'Dark Angel'.

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Okay, so this is my first fan fiction about Alex Gaskarth, I don't know everything about him and/or All Time Low so sorry if I get some details wrong.

Anyways, I just wanted to let you guys know that my character 'Angel' is kind of based on me, in a way. Not look wise but how she is, what she does etc. Also, the majority of the events that happened in Angel's past happened to me in reality so, yeah.

Anyways, what do you guys think about the story so far?