I wake the next morning gleaming. Ronnie loves me! A smile crosses my face. Looking out my window I notice a letter on the glass and the Rose. Holding the delicate flower in my hand the petals smell of Ronnie's cologne while I carefully unfold the letter to read:
(y/n),
I didn't know how to tell you the worst news I've ever had to tell someone...I left this morning. My family has moved. I couldn't tell you in person without breaking. I made it my goal to show you that I love you. I do more than anything. You're a perfect person for me. I hope and pray that the pain goes away. I'll find you again someday my dear. I love you so much. Stay beautiful sweetheart and don't forget us. Hold on my dear. I'm coming home one day.
Xoxo Ronnie R.
The letter falls out of my hand in what feels like slow motion. In no time I'm of my house beating my feet down the concrete towards Ronnie's house. He can't be gone. It's not possible. The old house is sealed and boarded up. I press my hands against he wood along the door now panting as tears bubble in my eyes. Why didn't he just tell me! I sink to the ground covering my eyes with my knees. It's all over. I'll never see-//5 years later//
I sit up in my bed in a cold sweat. My apartment is dark and the patter of rain hits the roof above. I had that dream again. I haven't thought about My teen crush Ronnie R. in years. Come to think about it, I don't even recall his last name. My cat, Judo meows irritably from being awoken by my fright. "Oh I'm sorry Judo." I sigh under my breath stroking his silky black fur back. How am I ever going to get back to sleep..? Placing my earbuds in my ears, the song "Coming home" by Falling In Reverse streaks into my ears calling me down. The voice of Ronnie Radke is so relaxing. His voice is overall soothing and sexy. Hold On my dear! I'm coming home!
I sigh beginning to fall back into a nice sleep.I becoming excited the next few weeks. I get to see Falling in Reverse in less than a few days! My excitement grows. I start going through my closet for something to wear. An old black box catches my attention. Pulling it out of the corner, my hands hold the vest I was given by my crush. Ronnie's Girl. Well...at least the main singers name is also Ronnie. I can pull it off as maybe fan gear. I put on the vest looking at my slender body in it. It smells just like the cologne. I wonder whatever happened to him. I sigh laying on my bed. One more day and I'll be right infringement of Falling in Reverse. After high school, things were going well except for Tyler, my abusive ass boyfriend. Unfortunately he has to go with me to see them. But. It even her can make me upset. The door slams to our apartment. "(Y/N)" yells Tyler. "Yes honey..?" I answer small. "I'm going out tonight." He says barely paying me any attention. "Oh I thought we could-" a hot hand smacks across my cheek. "Don't question my shit." His hands grip my hips harshly. "Tyler please no" I gulp slightly being saved by the doorbell. "We'll finish this after that stupid concert of yours" says Tyler slamming the door breaking a picture.
I sigh feeling the sting of my face before cleaning up the glass. Turning on the radio, I hear "Coming home" again. It's my favorite song. It's so comforting in times like these. Laying on the couch I drift off to sleep awaiting tomorrow.
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Trace The Lines //Ronnie Radke x Female Reader//COMPLETED
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