june 1st, 1993
it had been months since i had seen alex and the guys.
my siblings had gone off to live with my aunt, but i stayed here, ever since that day we went to "get my stuff".
turns out my dad still had legal custody of me, so alex's parents had to go to court so they could have me live with them.
so here i am, standing at the podium.
i see alex, rian, zack, and jack, my heart burning because i want to run off the stand and hug them all.
"he would hit me, kick me, and mentally abuse me every single day" i say, watching alex's eyes fill with tears.
"evidence?" the judge asked
i pulled up my white dress shirt to show all the bruises on my body, and the scratches, in the order scratches done with nails would go. i showed them cigarette burns on my wrist, and scars on my hips.
the judge looked at me with understanding eyes, and like that, my dad was being taken away to prison for 50 years.
"thank you, and this case is over" she said, as i wobbled back to my seat.
alex rushed over to me and put his hands on my tear stained cheeks looking me straight in the eyes, and then crashing his lips onto mine.
after a few seconds he pulled me into a tight hug, holding my head against his chest and letting me cry.
the other boys came over, us all hugging.
"my mom said you can stay with us, as long as we sleep in our own rooms" alex said, looking at me as they drove me to the house.
i smiled, throwing my head back against the car seat as guns n' roses played throughout the car.
"thank you" i said, smiling as a single tear slid down my cheek
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DIRTY LAUNDRY - ALEX GASKARTH
Fanfiction"what, never seen a gal with pink hair?" aka that one where a shy girl with pink hair with a bad at home life and a boy with a "shitty" band who has an awful past meet at a laundromat in the 90's
