Chapter 7

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A/N I was feeling sweet so I'm uploading this now :3 be happy! Yes Dis is a little crazy and all over the place and emotional but there's reasons why she is.. I have it all planned out ;) be afraid. Be very afraid.

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Chapter 7 - Goddamn.

Dis POV

I stayed in my room all day, every time someone would come to the door I told them to go to hell and I turned my music up louder until I had it all the way up and I couldn't even hear myself think. But by that time I was so out of it I didn't give two shits about what they had to say or what I was thinking about.

I let the alcohol and drugs wear off before I emerged from the dark and noisy abyss of my room, being greeted by quiet and calmness. I breathed in a gulp of the fresh air and sat down on the couch, leaning my head back. Kevin will probably kill me but that's ok, I want to kill some people too.

I absentmindedly played with the necklace that still hung around my neck, thinking about Ronnie, the way he smiled at me and held me like I was the only one that he cared off. Obviously that was wrong. A tear ran down my cheek and I shook my head, I couldn't cry over him anymore. I needed to get over him.

I shivered under the chilly air blowing out of the A/C and pulled the purple throw blanket over me. It smelled like Damon and Caleb, axe, vanilla, and mint. I smiled and curled up on the couch, watching the moon out of the window that had the shades pulled up.

I laid there for hours, I watched as the moon disappeared and the sun rose, and we slowed to a stop.

I heard footsteps emerging from the bunk hallway and I didn't move, didn't care enough too.

"Dis?" A smooth voice asked. I looked towards the voice to see Damon standing in the hallway and I whispered a quiet greeting in response.

"I heard about what happened. I'm really sorry." He said sincerely.

"How did you find out?" I asked, my voice rough and unused.

He winced at the dead sound of my voice and moved over so he was next to me, my legs thrown over his lap.

"He came looking for you dearie, he told me everything that happened and believe me, he's lucky I didn't beat his face in. Goddamn asshole hurt my friend." He seethed out, causing a small smile to erupt on my face. I sat up so I was sitting next to him and gave him some of the blanket and I cuddled into his protective side.

"It's going to be ok Dis. If I can make it through it then so can you." He said as he put an arm around my shoulders and I nodded.

Why even talk? There's no point.

"Today we don't have to perform if you don't want to. Do you want to?" He asked me and I nodded.

"Kevin came looking for you too. Someone told him what happened and I have a feeling it was Ronnie or one of his band members, but he says that he fully understands." He said. I shrugged in response and looked out the window. I never knew the clouds were so pretty in the mornings.

Maybe that's what heaven looks like. I wonder what Val is doing up there. Is she watching over me? Or is she playing with other kids that died too early? Maybe I should go visit her. Or just go up there for eternity. That's a tempting idea.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked me. I shook my head and rubbed my sore eyes and closed them momentarily. I needed to think my life out before I go out on stage today, before I have to face Ronnie and the fans that always have so many questions.

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