My Digital.. Parents? (Adopted By MDE)

Pretty Pills and Punching (13)

°Few day time skip°

···Jane's POV···
Damon and I decide to take the last day of Warped Tour off since we are both so sunburned and exhausted. The bus driver also bitched at us for being so messy in the back.
Damon and I have been constantly with eachother since the night that Kyle went missing.
I fucking hate Kyle but I fucking miss him.
Damon has also been making sure that I'm eating (unfortunately) and I've been gaining weight like a pig.
Since the bus driver bitched at us we spend the last day of the most exhausting but exhilarating tour cleaning everything in the back which includes: dirty clothes, food crumbs, sticky shit, and miscellaneous gifts from total strangers.
"What the fuck?" Damon asks holding a pink dildo while going through fan gifts.
"Ew nasty." I say while giggling. He tosses it at me and I squeal. It lands on the floor with a slap and I begin laughing uncontrollably. It looks like we weren't going to get much cleaning done.

···Kyle's POV··
I wake up on the last day of tour with a bit more energy than usual. I drag myself out of my bunk and straight to the bathroom without talking to anyone.
I get in the bathroom and shut the door and lock it. My eyes shift to the mirror and I gasp with surprise. My eyes had dark bags under them, my skin was pale and almost blue, my bones were peeking through, and little pieces of dirty blond hair were sticking up everywhere.
I leave the bathroom and head straight to Shannon's bunk, she'd know how to fix me. I tap on the screen and she lets out a weird noise.
"Shannon I need help." I say. She must've realized it was me because she got up almost immediately.
We go back to the bathroom, she tells me to sit on the toilet and the first thing she says is, "Kyle you look like shit."
She shoves a Monster at me and straightens my hair. I put a beanie on and I almost look normal again. Thats until she wants to smear something on my face.
"What the fuck is that?" I say as I scoot away from the weird tool with skin colored shit on it.
She laughs and motions for me to come closer. "It's just concealer, it won't hurt you. C'mon." She puts it under my eyes I cringe as she rubs it in. Gross.
I take a final look at her end product and half smile. I looked almost normal.
"I think I'm going to go to the last meetup with you guys." I say as I walk into the living area. A bundle of "Yays!" And smiles come back.
We walk to the meetup line and I stare with my jaw on the ground as I see the almost mile long line that spreads from the "Warped Youtubers" tent.
We spend a few hours meeting the last fans and I get many worried questions but I shrug them off and assure them that I'll be fine.
I decide to go to Pierce The Veil one last time before home and I make it there early so I get a standing spot in the front.
As I stand wating for the show somebody taps my shoulder.
"Hey aren't you Kyle David Hall?" A man twice my size asks.
"Yeah why?" I ask.
"Because you're one of those faggots. You kissed another man. And you are one of thoes emo pretty boys." He shoves me.
"No no no that was just for a video." I try to explain but fail. I trip over something and fall to the ground as he shoves me again.
"This'll teach you not to be a faggot." He kicks me in the side causing me to loose my breath. After a few more kicks and punches somebody drags him off and I black out to the sound of.
"Fucking gay boy! Kill yourself!"
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I wake up insanly sore in my bunk. What happened?
I try to move but a horrible pain shoots through my side and I cry out. I hear steps and the curtain opens up to Shannon.
"Don't move. It's bad." She says and hands me some pills and water. "Sleeping and pain. It'll help, trust me." I wash down the pills and the world goes blank again.
The next time I wake up I have no clue where I am. My eyes adjust and I notice my covers and how big my bed is. I was home. Next to me sat my bag, my laptop plugged in, and a note saying: take more pain pills when you wake up. Hope you feel better. -Shannon
Thats when the tears come. Everything he said was and will forever be true. I am a faggot. I should just kill myself.
Thats it.
I dig in my bag to find the bottle. I pull it out with shakey hands and and set it on my night stand next to the other bottle of pain killers.
This is it.

A/N: Yes I'm going to be mean and end the chapter right now. Please, please if you can vote/comment/share/follow? Thank you so much for reading I really appreciate it. And THIS IS ALMOST TO 1K WTH?!?! Thank you guys so so much!!