Mora's POV;
I whipped the sweat off of my eyebrow and forehead and pulled my hair up into a bun. I set down the last box of merch at the back of the tent.
"Thanks Mora." Jenna, SWS's new official merch girl, thanked me. I smiled, "No problem, I'm going to go chill with Gabe and Kell, you sure you're going to be okay on your own?" I asked her. She nodded, waving me off, "Go have fun."
I thanked her and ran off to the bus parking lot to go find Vic and Kellin.
It's already a week into Warped Tour and it has already been simply amazing. Justin and I have been starting to recover from our past a lot quicker then we were when we got home, but he has been going out and partying every night on tour so far, whether I go with him or not. It seems like he stopped caring if I went or not anymore. Alan and I are closer then ever as well as me and the rest of the guys.
But I have been dwelling a little on my past life as well. It seems like everyday I look in the mirror and see the scar on my neck grow darker and thicker, making me more insecure to walk around the venue and enjoy myself. The hospital that called me a few months ago to tell me my mother was in the hospital called again, she passed away the day we left for Warped Tour. They told me my father had already passed away two years ago, not like my mother bothered to tell me. They left neither me nor my sister Leda anything, figures. Neither of my parents had siblings, so there won't be a family reunion to mourn her I guess. It's all been getting to me lately, and I'm not sure why.
"Stop touching it Mora." Kellin warned me, flicking my hand away from my neck where my scar laid. I sighed, "I'm sorry, it's just been bothering me. You know he got let out of jail two days ago right?" I told Kellin. He nodded, clenching his fists,
"But he won't find you so it won't matter, and we have every guy on tour to back us up on protecting you. You don't need to worry about him ever again." he assured me, pulling me into a hug. "Where's Justin, Mora? He should be with you right now." Gabe asked. I shrugged,
"Who knows, probably out somewhere with who knows who." I said, rolling my eyes. "Wanna talk about it?" Kellin asked. I shrugged, "I don't know, it just frustrates me is all."
"He'll come around eventually, it's just a crazy tour and it's summer, it's a tour to go out a lot on." Gabe explained. I frowned, "I thought he would change when he cheated on me, but obviously I was wrong."
"Mora, don't go saying that." Kellin said upsettingly. "Why not? You know its true."
"Yeah but you don't need to say it, I'm sure all he wants to do is drink his mind off what he did to you. He still hasn't forgiven himself for it." Kellin spilled. I nodded, "I know, I can see it in him. But he should know he can talk to me and tell me when it's bothering him. I may have been a bartender, but that doesn't mean I think it's okay to drink so much."
"Why don't you talk to him about him?" Gabe suggested. I nodded, "I will, I'll go now actually." I said, getting up and thanking the guys before going off to find Justin.
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Alan's POV;
"He's just so frustrating!" Mora yelled, pacing back and forth in front of me, whipping tears from her face. "What did he do now?" I asked her.
"I just wanted to tell him that he was getting me worried, him drinking so much lately. But he wouldn't listen. He was drunk, again. He told me to go back and bother someone else. He sucks." she pouted, sitting down next to me. I frowned,
"I didn't let him take you from me to watch him hurt you so much." I whispered to myself as I hugged Mora tight. "Why is he being such an asshole lately?" she asked me. I kissed the top of her head and sighed,
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Behind my Scars is More (Sleeping with Sirens love story)
FanficMora Carmen was only eight-years-old when she ran away. When she ran away from her abusive parents, her sorrow, and her old life. She grew up moving place to place. Being forced to work at a young age, she had to work to survive. No one dared to car...