Once Loved.

Chapter 1

I do NOT want to go to Hollywood. I tried to refuse the ticket but my mom had already paid for it and she couldn't get it refunded. She thinks it'll be good for me, get my mind off of dad dying. So now I'm exiled from my home in Virginia to go on a month long trip with my senior writing class. Perfect, an entire month I could be working gone, having to be spent with people I hate.

On the way to the airport I make one final effort to change her mind. Needless to say, it was useless. "Marilyn! You are going on this trip! I allowed the jeans and the jackets and the long sleeved shirts but you are going!"

We reach the airport and I get out. "MOM STAY OUT OF MY LIFE!!! I F***ING HATE YOU!!!" I slam the door ignoring her shocked look. I grab my bag, just a carry on because I knew at some point I'd have to do laundry so I packed for two weeks.

After getting checked in and finding my gate, I realize that it's at least three hours before my flight. Damn it. Now I have to sit here. As my classmates trickle in I can hear them snickering at me and making rude comments.

I can't take it and find a nice secluded spot in a corner and hidden from view I search through my bag and find a sharp bit of metal that must have broken. It looks like a bit of razor and I test the sharpness. It's plenty sharp I roll up one of my sleeves and draw a line.

That's when I hear a gasp. I look up to see this huge guy watching me. "Don't say anything." I whisper.

"Holy shit!" He kneels beside me. "What the hell kid? Why? Do you want to die?"

I reach for my bag and put a roller bandage on the cut. "I don't want to die but that's the only way I can deal with my feelings. Don't tell. It would only give people another thing to pick on me for." I roll my sleeve back down. "And I'm not a kid."

"Well then what should I call you? If you're not a kid." He asks.

"The name's Marilyn. Not Mari or Lynn or anything like that, Marilyn." I tell him.

"Ok Marilyn, I'm Andy Biersack. What do you feel when you do that? Like what triggers you having to do that?"

"Y-you're Andy Biersack! Of Black Veil Brides? I can't talk about this with you, I only just met you. You don't have to worry about me though you can go and never think about me again."

"Look kid, I mean Marilyn, I'm involved now I gotta show you why you should stop. Don't worry I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

He drags me to the ticket counter and somehow gets my flights switched. He takes me to the new gate and I get on the plane with him. Yeah really smart thing to do but he seemed trustworthy enough.

Fifteen minutes later we're in the air.