Someone Somewhere ~DISCONTINUED~

The Lost One

~ Athena's POV ~

"ATHENA WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!"

I groaned and rolled over, putting a pillow over my head.

"5 more minutes, Sara"

"Fine be that way" you could hear the giant grin she had on her face as she walked out of my room.

Moments later Sara came running in screaming at the top of her lungs jumping on my bed, then sat on my back.

"I swear if you weren't my best friend I would have killed you the first time you did that"

"But you love me too much! Anyway, you need to get up. We have to go to Hot Topic before the concert tonight." She smiled as I sat up and glared at her.

"So you had to wake me up at fucking 11 AM when the concert is at 7? We dont even have to leave until 4!"

"Oh, don't complain you know you want to see Asking Alexandria as much as I do. Shut up and get dressed"

"Fine, but I hate you"

Sara was my best friend, and people swore we were twins. For god sakes we looked exactly the same! She was tall, my blue eyes were replaced with her green, she had dark brown hair like me, but slightly lighter and shorter reaching just below her shoulders.  We both had stretched ears, but she had fewer piercings, just her nose and lip. We've been friends since before the accident,  in fact, she was the one who introduced me to Dylen. She was right by my side through the whole thing. No matter what the hell I did wrong she was always there, she always believed in me. She was the one who helped me through self-harm, even after I relapsed... twice. She had faith, and now I'm 10 months clean.

Dylen past away June 16th, and he knew about my depression and anxiety. That was the day I vowed to never put a blade to my skin again. Each year on the anniversary of his death I would sit in my room looking through pictures, remembering all the great times we had together. 

But tonight was the day I hope I would forget about the accident. As soon as Sara left my room I jumped up and went to my closet,  pulling on a pair of black ripped skinny jeans and a white BVB tank top with their faces on it. BVB was the first band I listened to and I instantly fell in love with the genre. When was satisfied with my outfit I walked into my bathroom putting on mascara,  and a bit of eyeliner.  I smiled at myself in the mirror and put my hair into a high ponytail, then a few bracelets that covered the remainder of my scars.

A few people would stare, and then those who understood gave me a faint smile. Even though I felt alone, I knew there was always someone, somewhere who understood the pain I went through. Thats the thing about the rock fandoms, each of us had a story, each of us had some sort of battle scar we carried. Weither it was physically, emotionally, or mentally. We were all different,  but at the same time we were exactly the same. Broken. Music was our saviour. Our light in the never-ending darkness. Music was there when no one else was.

As I put on my black converse and walk down the stairs, I could hear Sara humming to  herself in her room. Its funny 'cause she never notices she does it. When I entered the living room I grabbed my keys and sat on the couch waiting for Sara to finish getting read.

"Hey Athena, do you think James will notice you?"

"Shut up Sara! He's a fucking rock star I doubt he'll even remember our name."

She always teased me when it came to James. James Cassells, my favorite member of the band, no doubt. I've met him twice, he was sweet and of course I asked him to say "drums" after he signed my CD. He laughed and smiled then hugged me as I moved along to meet the rest of the band. That whole night I would sometimes look over at James, and catch him stare then smile and look away as fans came up to him. The band cared so much about their fans and were always comforting when some of them ended up crying after telling them their story.

"You ready to go?"

"Yeah, just a sec" she said as she grabbed her purse off of the counter and walked out the door to the car.

During the drive to Hot Topic we nearly listened to Party In The Graveyard a million times violently and whispered the screams. 
As soon as we got to the mall we both ran to Hot Topic. I swear I could live in that store if someone let me. We spent about 2 hours in there. I got an Asking Alexandria shirt that said "Don't Pray For Me" in white and yellow. A Pierce The Veil sweatshirt along with Black Veil Brides, Bring Me The Horizon,  Sleeping With Sirens,  and Of Mice &Men. I also bought white, black, and red distressed shorts. Sara only got a few CD's such as Escape The Fate's 'Ungrateful',  Falling In Reverse's 'Fashionably Late',  Mayday Parade's 'Monsters In The Closet', Sleeping With Sirens' 'Feel', and Memphis May Fire's'Challenger'.

After our little shopping spree we headed home to get ready for what was going to be the best night of my life. I was going to meet Asking Alexandria... again.

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Hey guys! I'm Cassidy, the current writer of this fan fiction... no shit. Anywhore, how are you liking the story so far?!?! I'll try to update as much as possible and keep them long.  I'd love for your feedback and input if that's okay ^.^
Also, if you want to be a character in the story, feel free to inbox me with details such as;

Name:

Age:

Description: (eye color,  hair color, tall/short, tattoos, piercings, etc)

Relationship to Athena and/or Sara maybe even the band?:

I'd love for some of you to be envolved with the writing process of this story.

Anyway bye guys! Fair Winds ^.^
( If you know that reference I love you! )

Title Credit: Out Came The Wolves - The Lost Ones

- Cassidy♡