An hour later, we head over to the stage where Black Veil Brides is playing next. The instrumental intro music is playing already. I hum along to Set the World on Fire and look around at my fellow music lovers and think about how cool this all is. I feel my phone go off and hear my ringtone. I get it out of my pocket, and it stops. Great, my sister called. What the hell could SHE want?
"Hey you little freak, where the hell are you? Hope you and your freakish friends are getting yourselves in so much trouble, wherever you are. You all disgust me. Call me if you're not in jail, 'cause I want to tell you how much you suck. Later loser." Beep.
I roll my eyes when I hang up the voicemail. Jesus, could she be any more of a bitch? No, actually. I don't understand why she does this to me. My twin sister hates who I am. Calls my bands and friends a bunch of freaks. She is so cruel in the things she says. I can't stand her sometimes.
Tory finds me in the crowd and sees the stray tear escape my eye.
"Why are you crying, Rox?" He wipes the tear off my cheek.
"Ella called and left a bitchy voicemail..again. She fucking hates me for whatever reason she can think of."
He puts his arms around me and pulls me to him. "Babe, don't worry about her. She is the opposite reason of why we're here. We're here to be us, and not care about what everyone else thinks. You know she's just being a prick." He lifts my chin up so he can look in my eyes. The smile on his face makes me smile back. I wipe the rest of the tears from my face and I hug him really tight.
He pulls back after a few seconds.
"Thank you babe," I tell him. He pulls me in for a long kiss.
"Anytime, hun. That's what I'm here for. I hold his hand and wait for the band to come out. A chant starts from the front of the crowd.
"Black Veil Brides! We are the Brides!" This continues for a good few minutes until the band finally runs onto the stage.
"What is up motherfuckers? You Bridesmaids and Ushers ready to rock this shit to the moon?" Andy shouts into the mic. Every single audible scream is belted from the crowd. "That's what we like to hear! Let's start off with a song we like to call you people, our Wretched and Divine."
I am the innocent
I am what could have been
The dreams you talk about, Now left on broken skin
Here lies hysteria, A land where chaos reigns
Global Disturbia, Bows down to twisted ways.
A world of hate awaits We are The Wild Ones They all look the same... Our time has come
I am the chosen, Wretched and Divine
I am the unspoken, The one they left behind
Fearless, fight until we die
I am broken The Wretched and Divine
I am the Devil's smile, The one caught everyday
A hopeful hero's speech Won't stop the years you bleed
I am a hurricane, And Army strong as one
As they sit back and laugh The one you left has just begun
A world of hate awaits We are The Wild Ones They all look the same... Our time has come I am the chosen,
Wretched and Divine I am the unspoken, The one they left behind Fearless, fight until we die
I am broken The Wretched and Divine
He continues with the best of their songs. Then, all hell breaks loose.
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War at Warped
FanfictionWar has begun at Warped Tour. Would you survive? Note:Chapter names do not indicate what bands are in each chapter and all song copyrights do to their respective bands. I own nothing except my characters and storyline
