Start of The End.

By the way, the photo on the side is of Austin Carlile in case you didn't know what the sexy beast looked like ;)

I don't own the right to anything related to Bring Me The Horizon or Of Mice & Men or anything you might recongise. I only own the rights to one song, the rest belong to their rightful owners. No copyright infringement intended.

Violet's POV

''And how do you come back down, when you don't even know where you are.'' I belt out as I dance around my room. ''So keep your mind open, but always keep your mouth shut. And hide it if your broken, but always keep your chin up. It doesn't matter where I'm falling...'' I trail off as I twirl around and see my best friend since I can remember, the famous Austin Carlile, and his friend who I don't know watching me while laughing slightly. My face turns beet red when they start to applaud me.

''That was just amazing Violet.'' Austin manages to choke out with a straight face before he bursts out laughing.

''Wow babe, you certainly have some good vocals, why aren't you as famous as your friend over here?'' Mumbles Austin's friend in a rough British accent. Obviously flirting with me. Annoying. He leans against the doorframe, trying to look 'sexy'.

Rolling my eyes, I walk over and slowly start closing the door, ''I can't sing in front of people. And if you'll excuse me I have some very important things to get back too.''

''Like what? Improving your dance moves?'' Austin laughs even harder.

I roll my eyes and the door is barely a foot open now.

''What the hell do you want Cashby?'' I ask Austin sternly using his ship name with his band mate Alan Ashby.

''Me and Oli here just wanted to know if you wanted to come down and chill with us and a few other people.'' He replies slightly embarrassed.

''Dude, only if you get out Just Dance and let me wipe the floor with you.'' I lighten up a little bit. Oli? As in the Oliver Sykes? From Bring Me The Horizon? One of my all time favourite bands. Austin knows I like Bring Me The Horizon, and I don't like meeting band members from my favourite bands, well.... Meeting people in general.

''Hey! Stop daydreaming and come have some fun!'' Austin's voice snaps me back from my thoughts.

''Coming bitch. Just hold on.'' I smirk at him as I push past him and slide on the banister down the stairs.

Oliver's POV

Wow, she is really something else. I know, she isn't the usual slutty, bottle blonde I would go for, but damn, she has this amazing personality. And her looks. She isn't ''cute'', ''pretty'', or even ''beautiful''. She is the definition of drop dead gorgeous. I follow Austin back down the stairs back to the other guys. Once we reach the bottom, I look around for Violet, but she seems to have disappeared.

''Hey, what's up man?'' I only half hear Alex Gaskarth from All Time Low say as I strain to look around all of these people in search for Violet.

Violet was absolutely stunning. Her dyed black and red hair, her soft smile, her simple silver lip ring, her sweet laughter, her piercing green eyes, her tall, slender body. She looked around 5'11'' - 6 feet ish. And her sarcastic yet kind, witty replies. I shake my head to rid myself of these thoughts, I've only just met her, I can't be falling in love. Besides, I already have a girlfriend, she's also at this party too. So I can't be drooling over Violet.

All of a sudden, someone leaps on my back from behind.

''Oli-kins!'' I hear the giggly voice of my girlfriend come from behind my ear.

I supress a sigh, ''Hey babe.'' I reply with all the happiness I could muster.

I really can't stand Sophie. I have no idea why I'm even with her anymore. Her annoying giggly voice, how she flirts with every guy she sees. At least she hasn't cheated on me yet.

Violet's POV

I jump off the banister and start walking towards the living room.

''Fuck!'' I mutter under my breath as someone crashes into me.

We fall to the floor and the mystery person lands on top of me.

''Oh, sorry babe.'' I look up to see one of Austin's friends from touring, Jack Barakat.

''Jackie, I need you to get off of me, but don't worry, I'll find you some slut to feel up later.'' I whisper seductively in his ear.

He rolls off me laughing. His laughter turns to coughing and he smiles, ''Thanks, but you're all I want for Christmas.''

''Bitch please. I am the proud owner of a freedom eagle which entitles me to have fucking freedom of speech, so to that I say....'' I pause and make a fake phone out of my fingers, ''Jims whore house, you got the dough, we got the hoe.'' I bow and decide to go to the kitchen instead of the living room. As I'm walking away I can hear all of them burst out laughing.

I enter the kitchen to find it empty. Good. I prefer to be alone most of the time. I like to hang out with Austin, and sometimes his friends. Music is literally my best friend. Austin comes second to it. Sorry Carlile. I wander around aimlessly until I finally decide on heading over to the fridge. I open the door and peer inside. I reach inside and on the left side of the fridge, my side, I grab my usual Coke Zero. My side is pretty empty except for the many cans of Coke Zero. Austin's side is literally bursting with food. I feel slightly disgusted by the thought of all that food and eating it.

''You gonna join us princess?'' Austin smirks as he saunters in and opens the liquor cabinet.

''Yeah I was just grabb--'' I get cut off as my ringtone fills the silence. 

As I fumble around to figure out with pocket I put my phone in Austin asks, ''Built for Blame, right?'' Referring to my ringtone.

''10 points to Griffindor.'' I say breezily right before I answer my phone.

''Hello?'' I ask uncertainly, I don't have caller ID on my cell yet.

''Hey Vi! What's up?'' I hear my boss and good friend Sarah say sounding rushed.

''Just about to hang with Austin and his friends. Why?'' I raise an eyebrow at Austin and he just shrugs.

''We're so fucking busy here at the shop, we have 5 walk-ins and 3 overbooked employees. We really need you down here.'' Sarah fires out rapidly. In the background I can hear her shout, ''Bitch, just wait your fucking turn or I'll show your ass the door.''

''Jesus, okay, I'll be there in like 10 minutes.'' I say as I grab my keys and bag, walking past Austin with a helpless look.

''You better.'' Sarah says laughingly.

I hang up as I walk out the door and into the garage. I grab my helmet off the rack and put it on as I walk towards my motorcycle. I start it as I open the garage door. I race off towards my job. After about 10ish minutes, I pull up in front of a familiar building. The Stitches, Bitches, Ink, and Metal, Tattoo and Piercings parlour. The door does it usual jingle to alert the employees that a customer as entered. After I step in I'm engulfed in a giant hug. I smell candy and look down a bit to see dirty blonde hair and instantly recognize Sarah. Sarah is about 5' 2'' considerably shorter than me, she has only one tattoo and it's a matching one to mine. It's on the back of her neck and it's a Red Cardinal. Mine is a Blue Jay for my dad who passed away when I was only 14. Her facial features are vastly different than mine. She has a short, almost flatish nose, thin, pale lips, icy grey-blue eyes and thin, arched eyebrows.

''You finally made it!'' She smiles as she starts pulling me to my station.