Roses POV-
I felt like I had been through hell!! I had been beaten by something I couldn't see and suffering from lack of sleep. I finally broke down after I had been drug across the house. I was crying from fear and pain. I didn't dare look at the scratchs that I knew I had.
After I manged to get my emotions under control, I looked up to see who's shirt I had soaked through. I looked up and found Joey looking back down at me.I hugged him one more time before getting up and running towards the door.
I tried to run out the door, but I got pushed backwards. I didn't even have the energy to try and get up. I just layed there and cried.
Someone picked me up and took me to the couch. My vision was to blury to tell who it was.
Why me? Out of all the f-ing girls in the world it had to be me!
I didn't even bother to see what everyone else was doing for the moment I was caught up in my own pitty fest.
"It could be worse you know" Joey said and sat down next to me.
"How could it possibly be any worse!" I screamed unable to hold back this outburst. Everyon was silent. My band mates hadn't even seen me this upset before.
I took off running to my small room. I ran inside and locked the door behind me. It was time to end this.
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A/N
Sorry everyone for taking so long to update. I go to an early college highschool so I've been extremely busy I've already had to type like 3 or 4 essays :P anyways please bare with me I will try to post the next chapter ASAP, but idk when that will be please don't be mad at me OnO
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