Love of A Bully

love of a bully: part 4

After school, i went straight home to get ready for tonight. every Wednesday i go to a place called The Pit. it's basically a nightclub all aged mosh pit. i go at 7 and probably won't get home till like 11. it's really the only place where i fit in. tonight is amateur night. so a ton of bands and solo artists are going to be performing. so I'm pretty excited for tonight. 

as i get home i rush to take a quick shower and put on a different attire. i still had some time before the pit opens, so i decided to chill home and do some homework before going.

three hours later i heated up some mac and cheese and left. it was a 30-40 minute train ride to get there. before a block away get a text message.

"the password is blinkingfate" i read to myself quietly and confused. i ignore it and walk up to the door. as i tried to open it was locked. that's weird since its never locked. i knocked on the door and some tall person opened it. he asked for the password. "blinkingfate?" i said to him and he let me in. i walk in and the first song i hear is a pierce the veil song. i walk around looking through the crowd for tom, my one, and only friend.

"Vanessa!!" i hear someone yelled my name

"tom!?" i said and he appeared right next to me hugging me.

"Hey babe"

"Hows it going?" i said hugging him back

"it's getting better for me, how about you?"

"not so good," i said showing my recent scars to him.

"no no baby." he said pulling me into a hug, " you need my number Nessa, you cant be doing this babe."

"i know but triggers."

" i know Nessa but its no excuse. i get bullied all the time for being gay and my parents kicked me out. luckily i found someone and i talk to him when I'm feeling down."

"its hard to do that when you have no one."

"hm follow me," he grabbed my hand and we weaved through the crowd to the bar. "give me a pen," he told the bartender.

"so who's the lucky guy?" i asked folding my arms with a smile.

"ugh his name is Ryan and he is a god," the bartender came back with a pen. "thanks," he wrote something down on a napkin and gave it to me. it was all his contacts. "no more excuses. if you die on me ill bring you back to life and kill you my self."

"ok ok ill call you," i said with a small laugh.

"good, so excited to hear the amateurs?"

"i don't know. 8/10 times they aren't even good," i said sitting on a stool.

"mmm look," he said pointing at a mosh forming." there's a biggie, we could join if you'd want?"

"no thanks i don't feel like getting pushed on tonight," i said. next thing we see is everyone piling onto each other to an escape the fate song.

"nice to see everyone having a good time," mark, the owner of the place, said on stage. " a few things before we get started with the amateur night. number 1, we have a new password. this place started small and it's getting bigger, we cant have that doing mosh pits every night. someones gonna get hurt more than usual so we start keeping this place on the DL, down-low," i mean he's not wrong when i first came here there were only like 100 kids now there's close to 250 the most. "number 2, yes tonight was supposed to be amateur night but we only have two bands so were transforming it, for tonight only, battle of the bands!!!" he said. "which band will represent The Pit?!!" we all cheered as he said that and the first band came up. they waited until the crowd settled down before the lead singer started to sing.

"she's pretty good." tom said drinking his drink.

"Yeah," i said agreeing with him.

"not as good as you thoooo," he said leaning on my shoulder smiling. i smiled back at him

"stop," 

"no you need a band or go solo or something, your amazing," he said positioning to face me.

"i don't need..anything."

"sure," he said turning back to the stage. " so what do you think? should they represent The Pit?"

"i don't know, their drummer isn't that great but their singer is amazing"

"i agree." after the band was done, i joined the crowd and cheered for them.

"Alright give it up for daisy rockets," Mark said getting on the stage, " our next band is days gloom." the crowds cheering died down as we did the drummer started the beat. who looked strangely familiar.

"Nessa, you okay? you staring pretty hard at that drummer, like trust i know he is hot," Tom said touching my shoulder.

"no that drummer looks so familiar to me," i stood up and grabbed tom so we could move closer to the stage. "follow me." if that's the person who i thought it was im leaving.

"who does he look like?" we finally got closer to the stage and i was able to get a better view of the drummer. my thoughts were right and they mindfucked me hard. hes amazing at this and i would have never thought to see him in a place like this.

i snapped out my zone when tom kept snapping his fingers in my face, "Nessa who is it?!" i just looked at him and started to leave