Walking Travesty

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Disclaimer: The first song in this chapter is called Therapy and is owned by All Time Low (I know I adapted the lyrics slightly to fit the story) and the second song is called Stay and belongs to Mayday Parade.

*the next day*

Ana's POV

I still haven't talked to Luke, and to be honest I don't really want to. I've got over the anger and jealousy, and now I just feel worthless.

"Hey guys. Today's theme is when either you feel like you have no one, or that you have lost someone close to you."

My ship went down,

In a sea of sound,

When I woke up alone I had everything,

A handful of moments I wish I could change,

And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade.

In the city of fools,

I was careful and cool,

But they tore me apart like a hurricane,

A handful of moments I wish I can change,

But I was carried away,

Give me therapy,

I'm a walking travesty,

But I'm smiling at everything,

Therapy,

You were never a friend to me,

And you can keep all your misery.

My lungs gave out,

As I faced the crowd,

I think that keeping this up could be dangerous.

I'm flesh and bone,

I'm a rolling stone,

And the experts say I'm delirious,

Give me therapy,

I'm a walking travesty,

But I'm smiling at everything,

Therapy,

You were never a friend to me,

And you can take back your misery.

Arrogant girl,

Love yourself so no one has to,

They're better off without you,

Better off without you,

Arrogant girl,

Cause a scene like you're supposed to,

They'll fall asleep without you,

You're lucky if your memory remains,

Give me therapy,

I'm a walking travesty,

Therapy,

You were never a friend to me,

And you can take back your misery,

Therapy,

I'm a walking travesty,

But I'm smiling at everything,

Therapy,

You were never a friend to me,

And you can choke on your misery.

As I was going with the slow theme, I decided to sing another song that really means a lot to me.

I need some time,

just deliver the things that I need for now,

Everything that I feel's like a warm deep calm casting over me,

And it's taken me to somewhere new,

If you believe that everything's alright,

You won't be all alone tonight,

And I'd be blessed by the light of your company,

Slowly lifting me to somewhere new

Oh can you tell I haven't slept very well since the last time that we spoke?

You said, "please understand if I see you again don't even say hello"

Please

What a night it is,

When you live like this.

And you're comin' up beneath the clouds,

Don't let me down,

Oh, the wall's still there I just don't know what to do with it now,

You know I still can't believe we both did some things I don't even wanna think about,

Just say you love me and I'll say I'm sorry,

I don't want anybody else to feel this way,

No, no, no

Oh can you tell I haven't slept very well since the last time that we spoke?

I said, "please understand I've been drinkin' again and all I do is hope"

Please

Stay

Please, stay

I'll admit I was wrong about everything,

Cuz I'm high and I don't wanna come down,

All the fun that we had on your mothers couch,

I don't even wanna think about,

I'm not strong enough for the both of us,

What was I supposed to do?

You know I love you,

Please,

Stay,

Stay,

Stay

Luke B's POV

I desperately need to talk to her. I know she's feeling crap because she releases her emotions through which songs she decides to sing.

I see her walking past me, ready to go back to the bus.

"Ana, wait!" I say, desperately grabbing her arm.

"What?" she says coldly.

"I never meant to upset you. I came on the bus to ask you out on a date, and when I heard you say that you loved Michael, it just about broke my heart. When you asked me if I was going on a date, I said yes to break your heart like you had broken mine. I was just so jealous. Then Michael came up to me and we talked about it and he told me that you don't actually love him, he was just buying you cookies. I know you went straight to the bathroom and cut, and I'm sorry I caused that. Its just, I love you. Isn't it obvious?" I said.

Tears were running down her face as she pulled her arm out of my grip and ran off, away from the bus and the venue, into London.

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