I Had To Hold On Till May.

I'm Here.

Vampy's P.O.V

I lay on my very un-comfy bed, my ear buds in listening to Pierce The Veil, as people called me names. I went on Google and rolled onto my back, looking up what tour they're on, and I grin, seeing they're close, hoping off my bed and walking down to the main office and walking up to Mary, and she smiles at me.

"Hey, Mary? I have a question." I type onto my phone, a huge grin on my face. She looks at me and gives me a look. She sighs, digs in a drawer and reaches me my cigarettes. I burst into laughter, though grabbing them and sticking them in my pocket.

"No, no, though I will take that into consideration, but I was wondering if I could go to the Pierce The Veil concert-" My typing was interrupted when she shooed me out. I looked hurt but she pointed to the exit and I groaned, throwing my head back, and going in the front, lighting a cigarette. I putting the cancer stick in my mouth, breathing in the toxins, and leaning my head back and taking it out and breathing it out. I still had my ear buds in in tell someone snatches it out and drags me by my hair to the back. I lost my cigarette on the way, also.

I looked up and instantly regretted it. They laughed at my make-up free face and then began kicking me repeatedly. I slowly got up, not caring about my health, then quickly running in, grabbing my ipod and allowing the small sobs to escape my mouth. I took in a deep breath, put up the hood of my hoodie and walked in, in tell someone stopped me. My first response was to cover my head with my arms and shake my head, along with dropping on the floor, muttering things to myself.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong, I-" I heard someone laughing and instantly was done. I stood, knowing that it's going to be worse if I speak so I speed walk to my 'room' and sitting in the corner curled in a ball and sing "Hold On Till May" by Pierce The Veil quietly. Once I finish I hear a clap, and my head snaps up, actually hurting my neck. My teeth clenched, closing my eyes to allow the pain to settle. I heard foot steps, and I pull the sweat shirt sleeves  down lower. Some one sits next to me.

"What's wrong? I heard you're mute, but... I heard you sing, it's amazing, so... You can talk to me." I hear a voice that's soft, a voice you could fall asleep to.. I look up and see Vic Fuentes and take in a deep breath in and out. I simply shake my head, I look back down. He pulls me in his arms.

"It's okay, we all go there. Hey, how would you like it if the band adopted you?" Vic asks, and I knew one thing.

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