Forever In Your Arms (Dahvie Vanity FanFiction <3)

I hated everyone. I didn't want anything to do with anyone. It was because of them that I would never see my brother again. The only things I could ever turn to was music, and him. Kyle and I were best friends, and now he's gone. If they had stopped bullying him so much, he'd still be alive and happy! I hate them! I hate everyone!

I curled up in my Blood On The Dance Floor bedsheets and drew pictures of me meeting Jayy Von Monroe and Dahvie Vanity. I turned over to my iPod, which was next to my Suicide Silence speaker. I plugged it in and turned on my BOTDF playlist. I picked up the picture of Kyle and me standing in front of the lake by my house. I felt the tears in my eyes as I set it back down. Two months had gone by since he committed suicide, but I still couldn't get by knowing it was because of people I considered friends. Flashbacks raced through the back of my head as Something Grimm played. I finally made a decision. I grabbed my black suitcase from my walk-in closet, and began throwing my t-shirts and pants in. I grabbed all the essential things I needed, and walked out of my room.

I walked in front of my giant house, and waved. My parents died a few years ago, and Kyle was the only one I had left. My aunt lived in Nevada, which was only a few miles away. Whenever I got lonely or something, I walked for miles just to get to my favorite abandoned venue. It was where my first concert was. A lot of beautiful and fun memories were formed there. Especially ones with Kyle. . .

Tomorrow is the third to last day of school. I thought to myself as I started walking. I decided on something else at that point. I was going to finish high school. I was 18, and I knew I could be on my own. Graduation was going to be easy. I just needed to get through that, and be on my way to Nevada. Get past the bullies, I told myself.

Graduation Day. I thought I would get out of school with a bang, so I put on Dahvie's Tigerstripes. When I got to school, so many people stared and laughed. I didn't care. They called my name up to get my diploma, and a girl that I didn't even know tripped me. I got up, grabbed my diploma, and raced outside. Disobeying felt good, but at the same time, it felt terrible. The administer tried to chase me, but I was long gone. I had hidden my book bag and backpack in a bush, so I could grab it and run. Tears filled my eyes as I remembered walking into the bathroom and seeing Kyle like that.

I felt my body clash with something else. I heard them groan, and then a gasp. "Oh my god! Are you okay? I'm sorry! I didn't see you there." I blinked in disbelief. Their bright hazel-grey eyes gave a concerned look. Then I realized who it was.

"No, it's my fault. Sorry, D-Dahvie. . ." I stuttered as I watched Jayy run over and help Dahvie up. "Hey you alright?" He said as Dahvie held his hand out to me. I took his hand and stood up. "Again, sorry for knocking you over. I should really watch where I'm going." Dahvie smiled, his face bright. I blushed.

I walked and talked with Jayy Von and Dahvie all day. We went to an amusement park by the ocean, played in the Pacific Ocean, and had lunch together. My dream was coming true.

"Man, I wish my brother, Kyle, were here. You guys would love him," I smiled then stopped. "He really wanted to meet you. . ." My voice trailed off. Dahvie's eyes grew wide with concern. "Is he alright?" He and Jayy said at the same time. "Unfortunately, Kyle committed suicide two months ago. I haven't really been happy since." My eyes grew misty and I feel like Dahvie could tell. He scooted closer to me, and hugged me. "You won't be alone, anymore. We're here for you, Kally." Jayy smiled a creepy smile at me as Dahvie spoke. I laughed and hugged back.

"Thank you, Dahvie. And you, too, Jayy Von."

I never wanted him to let go, but they had a concert to go to. They gave me a freebee and let all the security know I didn't have a ticket, but I could be on stage with them. I felt special. Kyle had always wanted to be in this position. I know I talked about him a lot, but he was my only brother, and now he's dead.

At the concert, Dahvie said into his mic, "This song is for our amazing special guest, Kally! And to her brother, Kyle, especially." I felt myself blush as Divided We Fall played. Jayy took my hand and made me sing with him. Then Dahvie and Jayy made a sandwich with me. They squeezed me in between them as they hugged. When the song was finished, they said a few funny jokes, then picked me up by my feet and arms. The crowd threw their hands up, ready to catch me. "1! 2! 3!" Everyone shouted, then Jayy Von and Dahvie threw me into the crowd, and I surfed across the fans. It was the best time in my entire life.

When the concert was completely over; signings, pictures and questions; us three made our way back to the bus. I took my phone out from my SpiderMan bag, and turned on the bright screen. My eyes took the time to dilate while Dahvie fixed his hair. My phone read, "One missed call from Mika". Mika has been my best friend since we were born. She helped me through everything, from nasty breakups to being as sick as a flea infested rat. I clicked the call button, and put it to my ear. Jayy came and sat by me, smiling.

"Hey! Where have you been? I was worried sick! When you ran out of graduation I was scared you'd run away for good." Mika shouted into the phone. I laughed and replied, "Don't worry, Mika. I'm with two amazing people. You'll never guess who!" Dahvie then ran over and put his mouth next to my phone, so close to my lips! "Mika! It's Dahvie Vanity and Jayy Von Monroe! Jayy, say hi!" Jayy leaned over and chuckled. "Hi, girl!" Mika was silent, then when I turned my phone on speaker, we heard crying. "Mika? Are you okay?" I asked, hiding my laughter. Mika's laughter emanated through the phone, sounding like a witch cackle.

"You're with Blood On The Dance Floor?! That's amazing! How'd you find them? Tell me everything!" Dahvie sat down on the other side of me, and listened as Mika squealed excitedly. "Then I smacked into someone, and I was about to yell at them! Then I looked up and saw that I had smacked into Dahvie!" Our fangirling squeals went on for about 20 minutes. 

A few moments later, when I hung up the phone, we got a knock on the bus door. Jayy Von opened it to find three men standing outside. Each looked ready to break a brick wall with their muscular fists.