Trace The Lines //Ronnie Radke x Female Reader//COMPLETED

//Readers POV//

Finally the concert is here! I eagerly rush up to the gate ready to have my ticket checked. Tyler follows unamused. He's never understood my music taste. Entering into the crowd, we make it right upfront. Close to the stage. My excitement bubbles inside of me. I'm excited to see Ronnie Radke up close. The band comes onto stage causing an uproar in the crowd. "What's going on motherfuckers!" Says Ronnie over the mic. The band starts of with "Drug in me is you" along with "I'm not a vampire" and "Rolling Stone"
After two hours of songs, Ronnie stops momentarily. "Alright alright calm down everyone. For our next song, We'll be performing Coming Home. A song I wrote about a girl I fell in love with" the crowd awws in happiness. "I know I know this asshole has a heart? WHAAAAT?" The crowd laughs. "Coming home everybody"
The intro to the song starts up with the piano. As the backup singers sing and the crown sins along, Ronnie's light brown eyes meet mine. "Tell me who you are, Your father has forsaken you" my heart throbs while I sing along with Ronnie. "Left you with those scars, my hope is that you'll make it through" Ronnie rubs his hand across his fans and stops at me, crouching down to his knees, face to face singing to me. "Hate must never win, even when we're worlds apart. Your love is not a sin. Even if it's hard! Even when I'm far." Extending a hand towards me, Ronnie waits for my answer. Tyler growls but I take the risk and grab Ronnie's hand being pulled on stage. Ronnie hands me the mic. Mustering up my courage I sing: "I will always be there"
Ronnie holds me close to him singing a duet of the song with me
"Hold ON my Dear! I'm coming home. Dont let your feaaars. Take control. I can finally heeear. Her message LOUD AND CLEAR! Hold on my deaaar. I'm coming home." The back ground singers start up again. Ronnie smiles and lets my waist go handing me a mic to finish the song out with him. Singing along side Ronnie is the wildest thing my heart could even begin to dream up.
The song eventually comes to a close making the crowd scream with adrenaline. "Give it up for that badass duet!" Says Ronnie holding my hand in his above the crowd. "What's your name?" Asks Ronnie over the mic system. "Just call me Ronnie's girl." I turn around showing my faded vest that says the words I just spoke.
"I like that, Ronnie's girl" He says.

The rest of the show was spectacular. Leaving the show, I'm greeted by some fans here and there as I come out of the building in front of the tour bus. They were so friendly...but a not so friendly face cuts the crowd and comes up to me. "What the fuck do you think you were doing (y/n)" Tyler says angrily. I gather my courage and stand up for myself. "I was just having some damn fun!" I raise my voice reviving a hard smack to the face. "You were acting like a WHORE.  Rubbing up on some other dude." Another harder smack comes to my cheek this time knocking me on the ground. "You are MY fucking girl do you hear me!" Yells Tyler holding a fist full of my hair. Instead of a slap and actual full fisted punch hits my nose definitely breaking it. "HEY! What the fuck are you doing!" Tears sting my eyes. That sounds like Ronnie's voice. I was right. Ronnie approaches Tyler and I. "Mind your business punk ass" Tyler grits his teeth. "Beat his ass Ronnie!" Screams the fans. "This is my business you piece of shit you don't hit a damn woman like that." I feel his hands carefully help me to my feet. "You broke her damn nose." I cup my nose trying to hold the blood pouring out. "Whatever take the slut I don't care about her anyways." Says Tyler. "I fucking hate pricks like you."  I can hear the anger in Ronnie's voice. A couple of fan girls run over to me and pull me to the side to treat my nose. "Do something about it bitch. Defend the slut then." Tyler shoves Ronnie hard. The next few moments go by FAST. Ronnie throws two heavy punches to Tyler's stomach and groin before crushing his face with his kneecap. "I rock skinny jeans and belt but mother fucker that doesn't mean shit I'll still knock your ass out. Get rid of this prick." Says Ronnie as security takes Tyler out of the area. "Are you alright?" My heart thumps as he approaches me. I can't speak whatsoever my mouth is dry and prickly like cacti. "Ahh girls a little privacy..?" The fan girls leave before giggling with excitement. The other band members come to where Ronnie and I are. "Dude what's going on why is she bleeding?" Say the back up vocalist, Derek. "Her prick of a boyfriend?" I nod. "Boyfriend hit her. I kicked his ass though." Ronnie applies an ice pack to my nose. I start to feel a bit dizzy. "Look, I'm gonna get her on the tour bus. Just in case that dick comes back. We don't leave for another day she'll be fine." I try to stand up and follow Ronnie, but my legs collapse. Ronnie's leader Guitarist, Christian and Derek catch me before I hit the black top. "Careful." The level of concern in Derek's voice gets higher. The tour bus on the inside is a lot bigger than it looks on the outside. It's a practical RV. "Just lay her on my bed guys." Laying in Ronnie Radkes bed? Very very lucky me. My eyes flutter slightly from tiredness and just being dizzy. Luckily the bleeding has stopped. Ronnie places a pillow underneath my head to prop it up. A wave of unclear emotions wash through is Light brown eyes. I focus as long as I can before the hands of sleep pull me under into a dark sleep.