I stopped smiling once I saw Tony in bed with the covers over his head. Is his alright? "..Tony?.." I whispered. Tony was quiet and didn't say a word. I got out the closet, went over to the covers and pulled the covers off his head. He was curled in a ball with a phone that was in his hand laid out. I looked closer at the letters on the screen. On the top of the screen it has medium words spelling "Sister😛❤" I looked at the last message that said, "Papa's dead..I can't breath, Tony..Momma's drinking and crying.."
My eyes started to water and I held my mouth. "Oh my god.." I whispered. "My father's dead, Shannon..He's dead..And the last sentence I said to him was 'I Hate You!'" A tear ran down my face. I slid in bed with him and wrapped my arms over him. "I'm so sorry, Tony.." I said quietly. "SHANNON?! COME OUT WHEREVER YO- Oh there you are! Jesus I've been looking forever..Is everything okay?" Jaime ran in yelling. I shook my head. "Jaime, can I talk to you for a second?" I said getting out of Tony's bed. "Yeah, sure." Jaime said going outside Tony's room.
"I'll be back, babe." I whispered to Tony and kissed his cheek. It was cold and wet. I hugged him tight before I talked with Jaime. I walked out Tony's room, closing the door. "Whats goin' on?" Jaime asked crossing his arms. "Uh..Tony's dad passed away.." I said looking down at the floor. "...Aw no..Not Papa Perry..Shit!.." Jaime said covering his face with his hands. "I'll go tell the guys..Try to make him feel better, k?" Jaime said as he walked downstairs. "Will do."
I walked in Tony's room, turning on his little lamp on his desk. I sat down beside him, him still curled in a ball facing the other way. "Tony..Can we talk?" I said quietly. Tony turned over and looked at me. "About what?.." I sighed and shrugged. "Whatever you want to try and make you feel better." I said rubbing his arm. He fully turned towards me and looked horrible. Imagine telling a little child they couldn't have candy or ice cream. That's how sad he looked, in my opinion.
"Shannon..I appreciate what you try to do for me..I love you..But, I don't know how talking is gonna help me.." Tony said looking up at me. I tried to think of a way to cheer him up, without talking. "Well..Wanna go for a walk?" I asked. Tony sat there for a minute and sat up. "Yeah. I'd like a walk. But, isn't it like 1 am?" Tony asked looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "It's like 2 or 3, I don't know. But, who cares? We just gotta be careful ya'know? I don't trust San Diego late at night..Have you heard that the other day a girl 32 years old was walking around here with her father and a guy shot her.." (This was actually a true story that my grandmother told me yesterday, look it up if you don't believe me '32 year old woman in San Diego shot' I guess.)
Tony and I then walked downstairs, grabbing our shoes and putting them on. "Where you guys goin'? And I'm sorry Tony for your loss.." Vic said on the couch. "We're just going for a walk..and thanks." Tony said walking out on the steps and sitting there. "We'll be back soon."
We walked down a few streets until we came upon a park. It looked familiar. And then I looked around me to see a house I recognized. I stopped walking and stared at the house. There wasn't any 'For Sale' sign, no cars, nothing. It looked like a wreck. "Nobody's ever bought this house, from what I know.." Tony said behind me. I turned to look at him. "Why?" I asked looking back at the house. "Not sure. I keep hearing people say that this was a house where a girl was raped, 4 guys got tortured and kicked out and nobody has ever seen them..but it was us..The rumors are slightly wrong. You weren't raped...were you?" Tony said walking next to me. I looked at him and shook my head.
"No. I told you. You guys left, my 'father' left me there in the basement and I just stayed at the house wishing you guys would come back and save me again but you guys didn't..I didn't eat anything for a week. I never left your old room. I would sit there and stare at the photos, missing you guys. You guys were the only ones in the world that treated me so nice..Jaime, I'm not gonna call him my dad anymore. I just want us to be friends. Mike, he's like a big brother to me. Same with Vic, he's like my therapist. Whenever I needed to talk to someone he was there, and now he is. And you Tony, You were everything to me. When I listened to your guys' music, I always used to fan girl and smile whenever your guitar solos came on the songs.. I wanted to learn how to play guitar from you or the others..I loved you guys so much..It hurt me for so long..For 7 years..7 years I never listened to Pierce The Veil because I'd cry so much..And Lola? We've only been friends for 3 or 2 years. She did love you guys for awhile but she barely listens to rock or hardcore anymore. She just listens to that god awful rap shit and went out to parties every night and went back to her apartment with a different guy every time..Sorry I'm rambling, I do that often.."
Tony was looking at the ground, a tear going down his cheek. "You know..Every night I cried because I missed you so fucking much, Shannon. I loved you too much to let you go..I did come back for you. I searched this house for you, hoping you were there. But..you weren't..I would always talk about you..How adorable you are and..How I wanted to hug you before we left..And I-" He stopped and stared at the house window. I looked at the window to see a guy looking out to us. My heart thumped louder and I hid behind Tony, grabbing his arm. The guy disappeared and the door opened. The only light were the moon. "..I've missed you guys.."
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IM SO TERRIBLE IM SORRY OK BYE
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FanfictionMeet Shannon Jones; a 12 year old girl living with a alcoholic 15 year old brother and abusive parents. One night, she ran away from them but was ran into some trouble on the streets. When 4 incredible men saved her life, they kept her at their hous...