Black Veil Brides: Die For You

It's You...

~Le new chapter. :)

|~*~Die For You~*~|

June 24, 2011

Before Arella knew it, it was time for Warped Tour. Her band's tour bus had driven nonstop from Los Angeles to Dallas, Texas for the first show.

Their tour bus was the same size as every other normal one out there. There were six bunk beds on their bus. There were three on one side and three on the other. On the left were Ryan, Ivan, and Seth's bunks. And on the right was Arella's bunk. There were two extra ones where they put some of their stuff in. In the front of the bus was the entrance and where they kept their instruments. At the back was their lounge and kitchen. In the kitchen there was a fridge, a counter, a stove, and a sink. Farther than that was the lounge. The lounge had a table at the left side near a window. The table sat five to six people. There was also two couches and a coffee table in the lounge for when they wanted to hang out.

Arella woke up around an hour before they arrived. She took a shower in the bathroom on their bus (Thank God it had a lock). She quickly blow dried her hair and straightened it. She looked in the mirror and smiled at her hair. It was still blonde, but she had some dark brown in it now. She put on a brown tank top that had a skeleton on it with flowers surrounding it, white ripped skinny jeans, and all black converse. She put on some bracelets and a black chain choker. As for her makeup, she applied black eyeshadow, black eyeliner, and mascara. She put on some lipgloss and was ready.

When they stepped off the bus, they met up with their manager who was talking to five men that were wearing all black. As Arella drew nearer, she saw that the five men were wearing black makeup.

One of them had black tears painted at the corner of his eyes. Then more tears on his cheeks. His lips were painted black and he had black paint all over his chest, torso, and arms, making it look like he was wearing a shirt.

Another one of them had black spikes around his eyes. His shirt was ripped up and had safety pins here and there. He also had small, black scars painted on his arms.

Another one of them had diamond like figures painted around his eyes. His lips were black and he was wearing a cod piece. Sort of like a metal penis. He also had black stripes going up his arms and a type of leather belt going around his torso.

The fourth one had two small lines on his cheek. His eyes were lined black, a mole on his left cheek was darkened, and a lipstick mark was on his cheek.

Lastly there was a tall man with piercing blue eyes. His eyes were painted thick with black spikes and he had a scar from the corner of his lip heading towards his right ear. He was wearing a leather vest and had a body brace going around his stomach. He also had a black lip ring and his pants were extremely tight. His pants also had an arrow pointing to... a specific body part.

Arella looked away from him. He looked familiar, but she couldn't place her finger on it. But how could she know him? She was pretty sure she didn't know anyone who had long hair like that and was very tall.

Her manager's voice brought her out of her trance. “Guys, this is Black Veil Brides.” he said. The five men waved.

Their manager spoke. He gestured to Arella, Ivan, Ryan, and Seth. “And this is Automatic Loveletter.” Arella and the guys also waved.

Andy stared intently at the girl in that band. She had straight, medium length, blonde hair with a bit of brown and blue streaks in it. Her side swept bangs almost covered one of her blue eyes that were lined with black makeup. She was petite but gave a certain feel of a leader.

She was pretty cute. No, that was an understatement. To any other guy, she would be considered hot. But to Andy, she was beautiful. There was something oddly familiar about her. Andy studied her face. She had a nose ring and appeared to be lost in thought. One of her band mates said something to her and her nose scrunched in confusion. The look on her face hit Andy like a ton of bricks.

Andy's eyes widened. It was her. The girl who had left him heartbroken years ago. The girl who left him a letter saying that she was leaving.

Arella.

Andy gulped, unsure of what to say. By the looks of it, she hadn't changed much. She grew probably two or three inches. Her style was still the same and the scar on her shoulder was still there.

Without thinking, Andy spoke. “A-Arella?”

Arella froze. That voice. That deep, smooth, voice. She knew who it belonged to. She looked over to the guy who spoke her name. Her stomach churned. Why didn't she realize it sooner? The blue eyes, tall physique, the full lips... It was the guy that broke her heart years ago.

Andy.

Her bottom lip quivered. “Andy?”

The two of them stared at each other. Both silent. As well as the people around them.

Andy took a small step towards her. “Arella, I-”

She felt tears sting her eyes. She turned and ran back to her tour bus. She ignored her band mates voices calling after her. Just as she opened the tour to the bus, a hand grasped her wrist. She immediately knew it was Andy. And she hated the fact that his touch still sent shivers through her body.

“Arella, please listen to me.” he said, his voice full of hurt.

Arella closed her eyes and bit her lip. Without a second thought, she yanked her arm away and ran into the bus, locking it behind her. She ran to the back and sat in the lounge. She let out a sob and brought her knees up to her chest.

She felt completely stupid. How could she not remember his band was called Black Veil Brides? She could've told her manager that she didn't want to be on Warped Tour weeks ago. Now there was no turning back. She had to stay on tour and deal with seeing the guy that broke her heart for more than two months.

Meanwhile, Andy stood outside of Automatic Loveletter's tour bus feeling heartbroken all over again. He felt a hand on his shoulder. He heard Jake's voice.

“Was that her?” he asked.

Andy let out a shaky breath. “Yeah.” he said softly.

Jake smiled sympathetically. “Let's go. We have a show to do.”

Andy trudged behind Jake. Each step he took away from Arella pained him more than the last.

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It made me sad to write this. :( I hope you guys liked it. :)

Hopefully that picture of BVB on the right wants to work. -.-

Apologize by One Republic on the side. It matches exactly how Arella feels

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