Angels ( A Black Veil Brides Story)

They said I'd die

Charlie's P.O.V

... And they said I'd die if they found out that I had told anybody. I haven't even told Aurélie. No-one. Really no-one. Until now." I finished my story. I looked at the guys that were standing around me, and they looked scared. At once, Andy jumped over to me, and held me tightly in his arms. He was crying. Okay, come on. Had I really been so touching?

He pulled away as the policeman cleaned his throat. He had totally wet eyes, and so had Ashley. Oh my God, was it really that bad? The police told me to go home, and call someone from the family. Guess it meant I had to call grandma. Oh, hell, she'd make me change who I am to find a new home. Nobody wanted me, really. From the day I started to listen to Black Veil Brides everybody except my friends had turned against me.

I went outside, and asked them to drive me home.

"Do u really wanna stay there? I mean, you can come to the hotel if you want..." CC asked.

"You can come to us... We got rooms, and somehow I need to get the food out..." I proposed and surprisingly they were directly with me. We drove to the hotel and took their stuff. As we arrived at the house, a shiver ran down my back. There was a bloody place on the asphalt. I looked away, and tried not to look there as I got out of the car.

I let them choose where they wanted to sleep, and went alone to the room that once had been a little girls world. Now, it looked more like a drunken man’s home. Dad had ripped off all the posters of Justin Bieber, and destroyed everything. I had only been able to save that orange cat called Kitty, and the two CD’s she listened to every god damn day. You guessed it, Justin Bieber.

I’ve never liked him, but when I listened to “Love me”, I could still see Helena performing those weird choreographies of hers, and sing the lyrics so badly wrong that it made me laugh. I walked around, and felt so bad. I was going to be saved, but she would be locked in here forever. I was abandoning my sweet baby sister. The one that accidentally killed herself. Because of that orange cat, that I couldn’t throw away, even if it killed Helena.

I sat down on what once had been a bed, and looked at the wall. Not that there would have been anything. And for some reason, I started to song “The Mortician’s Daughter”. I sang really loud, didn’t care about the guys. I sang for Helena, to tell her I’m sorry that I was going to abandon her.

I open my lungs, dear. I sing this song at funerals, no rush. These lyrics heard a thousand times, just blush.

Baby boy, you’ve held so tightly. This pain, it visits almost nightly. Missing hotel beds I feel your touch.

I will await, dear. A patience of eternity, my crush.  A universal still, no rust. No dust will ever grow on this frame, one million years, I will say your name. I love you more than I can ever scream.

Booked our flights those years ago, I said I loved you as I left you. Regrets still haunt my hollow head, but I promised you, and I will see you again. Again.

I sit here and smile, dear. I smile because I think of you, I blush. These bleeding hollow dials, this fuss. A fuss is made of miles and travels, when roadways are but stones and gravel. A bleeding heart can conquer every crutch.

We booked our flight those years ago, you said you loved me as you left me. Regrets still haunt your saddened head, but I promised you…

Booked our flight those years ago, I said I loved you as I left you. Regrets no longer in my head, I promised you and now I’m home again. Again. I’m home again. Again. And now I’m home again.

I finished the song, and picked up a piece of Justin Bieber’s head. Bloody hell, he’s ugly. Ignoring the fact that it was the guy I hated the most of all artists, I pressed it against my lips. Helena, there you go, I kissed Justin Bieber’s eye. I didn’t feel bad for leaving anymore, I actually only wanted to get my mouth clean of Beaver.