We are the children of the night..

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A.N- hiiaa, so it's 4 am and I have been kinda wanting to write a story but I didn't know what about until now.

So this story is about the Guitarist from metal band motionless in white. I have no idea if this is gonna be any good but let's try yeno XD. So if there are any spelling mistakes in this then don't eat me pls! Just comment and I'll fix it

Okay, so the girl in the photo is our main character except she has snake bites and has her septum pierced and has also venom piercings. Her names Wednesday Gunn and her parents are both stuck up assholes that care more about work than about Wednesday, Okay so quick back story before I start Wednesday has moved around a lot as a kid due to her parents work and hasn't made any friends as her parents shove her into private school with kids that would bully her for her music taste and for her appearance.

So if you are actually gonna read this, Thank you so much, I am going to try rather hard on this.

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Wednesdays P.O.V

As I flick through my twitter, I can't help but think to myself, How long? How long am I gonna be here? How long is it going to be until we move Again? I hate moving and they knew that. I wonder where we will be nex-. I'm cut from my thought to a large pain in my leg. One of the boxes stacked up next to me fell onto my thigh.

"Ah shit," I say as I take out my earphones, I was listening to New Year's days ep epidemic, I had only just started listening to them and I dont know much about them, but they are amazing. I shove the box over the back of the seat and into the trunk of the car.

"Wednesday Gunn, you were raised better than that, No child of mine will use that language, Apologise for cussing," My mother said with her eyebrows raised, my dad to focused on the road to even care what was going on

"Oh, im sorry Sandra, That you packed the car in the worst fucking way possible, im sorry that its your fault my leg hurts like a bitch" she just looked at me in shock, she was about to start shouting but I cut her off "FUCK CUNT SHIT ASS BITCH TITS DICK PUSSY ALL HAIL SATAN" I shout, I know for a fact it will piss her off as I got kicked out my old school for swearing at teachers and for scaring the head cheerleader as I said I would curse her after she called me a satanist, I told her I would make her hair fall out and I would make sure she fails at everything she does. I cut her hair, fucked with her school bag, I got caught, I was gonna throw a Stick at one of the cheerleaders at the bottom of the pyramid but my head teacher caught me. It was her own fault bitch shouldn't have have picked her fights with me. Ive been kicked out pretty much all my schools, I always get put in private schools as my parents like to show off how much money they have.

"Carter, why couldn't I have driven here myself, I probably would have been there by now," I say while rolling my eyes, Sandra still in shock from my last comment,

"Wednesday its dad to you still and because I wasn't going to have that rust bucket driving behind my car the whole journey," he said with attitude in his voice,

"Excuse me carter, that's my baby your talking about there, My 1973 dodge charger in matt black, yes its an old car but it can out run this piece of shit any day. You flew my car over right it is already here?" I Bought this car at the start of the year and work on it spent all of carters money getting a new engine with more horse power and getting it modified to suit me perfectly.

"yes, wednesday, its here why?"

"because i'm gonna shove my stuff in my room and go for a drive when we get there" I need to go to the closest store but i cant get him to stop off because I put my fake ID in my other wallet which is right at the back of the boxes and I need a new packed of Marlboro's but he doesn't need to know that part I told them I would stop smoking . I'm only 17 so I need my Fake ID to buy them. I put my ear phones back in and put on the creatures album by Motionless in white, i've loved this band for years they have told more about life than my parents have in almost 18 year of my life, they told me to always stand my ground and dont take shit from anyone. I listen to two or three songs and i drift off to sleep.

Im awoken by the car door slamming, we must be here. I get out the car and look at the house (A.N the house looks like the one from Ahs season one but the insides different) I could live here, this place is so mysterious looking yet also welcoming. I turn around and head to the trunk where my dad is already piling everything out. It takes about 2 or 3 runs up and down all the stairs to get my stuff up since i was doing it all my self. I grab my keys and my wallet and head to my car. As I sit down I relax, I always am so relaxed when im driving. I feel free. I plug my phone in and Rob zombie comes on. I pull out the drive way and open the glove compartment, I grab the last cigarette from the packet and light it, I take a drag, I feel the smoke flow into my lungs and then leave again as I blow out the smoke through my nose. I drive past lots of people my age sitting at a park, they looked drunk, it's around 5pm. I dont Drink much, I dont see the point in it. I mean wine at dinner and maybe a glass or two yes but I dont see the point in getting drunk because changing who you are and how you act. As I carry on my hunt for a store I drive past a school, a mall and a gas station. I pull into the mall parking lot. There is a small store next to the front doors of the mall which also happens to be directly across from a hot topic, i'l be stopping in there before I go home. I go into the store and grab a monster and head to the counter to pay and get my smokes.

"I need to see your ID please mam" the man from behind the counter looks at me

"yeah sure" I grab my ID and show the cashier, time to head to hot topic. I walk in the doors to what seems like heaven, I have a walk around and purchase a few items. Time to head home

It's a Sunday and i have to go to school tomorrow while the decorators come in and build my room how I want it, So I get to see how i can get kicked out this new school.

As I walk in my new house, there was already decorators in trying to set up sofas and beds for us for tonight, I tell carter i'm home and head to my room when im stopped by sandra handing me a leaflet. I ask what it is but she say I have to read it. I dont look at it I just shove it in my back pocket and carry on walking to my room. I go up and take off all my makeup and throw my hair up. The Decorators had built my bed, desk and wardrobe and my walls has been painted black and white so my room was pretty much complete, I just had my own touches to add to the room. I grab the moving box with "Wednesdays art stuff!" and dragged it over to the tall white wall and start sketching out the iron maiden album cover for The number of the beast. In my old room it was covered in drawings and paintings, My parents don't care either as they never come into my room. I got the attic room but the walls aren't slanted like in normal attics. I like this room, I like this house, I don't want to Move again.

After two hours of sketching I decide to go to bed, I take off my black jeans and misfits shirt and grab my jack skellington shorts and a black vest, I take the leaflet that Sandra gave me and threw it on my bed. I Climbed on my bed and took out my contacts and put my glasses on. I looked at the leaflet and it was for my new school, Grovemount high school, doesn't sound bad. I start to read over everything.

Was built in..........Good students.......Best public school.........Art Clubs....----- WOAH DID THAT SAY FUCKING PUBLIC SCHOOL. Oh my god they are letting me go to a public school, I'm 17 years old and I've never been to a public school. I google the school. I stay up reading about it, I didn't even notice how sleepy I was. i turn off my phone and fall asleep, Excited and worried about going to my first ever public school.





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okay so how was that? leave a comment telling me if its shitty or not.


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