As we get back to the house after the court trial, I pull Niall aside.
"You guys have the recording studio downstairs right?" I asked.
"Yeah we do why feel like recording something"
"Kinda I guess you could say that could you make sure no one goes down there while I'm singing there's just one thing I need to do to finally be rid of my parents and I need to go through it alone"
Niall nodded his head and pressed his lips to my forehead.
"Do what ever it takes and then I was wondering if you were up for it tonight to maybe go on a date with me?"
"Of course I will Niall and thank you for understanding"
As I walk up the stairs, mentally preparing myself, to finally be cutting the last tie I have to my parents. changing into sweatpants and a t-shirt I throw my hair in a pony tail and run downstairs to the recording room.
I set up the music so it plays through my headphones when I press play.
" Mom, Dad you'll never here this but this is me finally being rid of you,
I can see your eyes staring into mine.
But it's a battlefield
and you're on the other side.
You can throw your words sharper than a knife.
And leave me cold
in another house on fire.
I lay low, lay low,
and watch the bridges burn.
I lay low, lay low,
What more could I have done?
Now you only bring me black roses
And they crumble in the dust when they're held.
Now you only bring me black roses
Under your spell.
She told me twice, all her good advice.
But I couldn't see
I was clouded by your lies.
Up in smoke, a vision she foretold.
She said stay away
'cause that boy's a warning sign.
I lay low, lay low,
and watch the bridges burn.
Now you only bring me black roses.
And they crumble in the dust when they're held.
Now you only bring me black roses
Under your spell.
And I'm done try'na be the one,
Picking up the broken pieces.
And I'm done try'na be the one,
Who says I love you dear.
But I'm leaving.
Now you only bring me black roses.
And they crumble in the dust when they're held.
Now you only bring me black roses
But I'm not under your spell,
I'm not under your spell,
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WerewolfTragedy strikes a verbally abused girl, but when she learns that there's more to life than complaints she grows up and starts to see things differently. Jade is your average 16 year old till she is informed that her parents are dead and she is to...