There's Blood On The Dance Floor (A BOTDF Fanfic)

:Chapter Seven:

My mom just stood there, her mouth gaping up at me as I kept on screaming at her. Soon my headache became so unbearable that I had to stop, my whole body shaking and my face hot and I was all sweaty.

I stared at her, breathing heavily as I waited for her to finally have an input.

She could tell that I was finally done, so she composed herself, "First of all, hunnie," I couldn't help but flinch when she said "hunnie" - she had never called me that before... "I'm proud of you."

Now it was MY turn to look at her, my mouth gaping wide open. Am I hearing things because of this hangerover or what?

She continued, "I say I'm proud of you because you actually told me the TRUTH. If I were you I sure as hell wouldn't ever tell my mother the truth. And yeah, I am a lousy mother," HA, its about time you realize that. "and I know that I call you name likes a whore and a slut and that IS child abuse, but I never meant it. I just don't want you to end up actually doing those things, but I guess you already have. I'm just paranoid that you will get caught by the police and be taken away from me like your father was so long ago. I can't have that happen. I don't have anyone left, Azrael. You're literally all I have. Now, I want you to go the the store as soon as the sun comes up to go grab yourself a pregnancy test, and I'm taking you to the doctor to get you tested for STD's. If you ARE pregnant, you can choose to keep the baby or have an abortion, whatever you choose. We're doing this together, okay? And since JayyVon, you say, is gay, then we're just going to have to deal with that. We'll make him give you child support that may be needed. or we could even sue him and get him thrown in jail since he gave alcohol to a minor, getting you drunk, and had sex with you. Understand, sweetie?" Her brown eyes that I had inherited from her myself looked so understanding and I could tell she had sympathy for her messed up daughter. How could she? If I were her I'd be so fucking angry with myself I'd kick me out...

I couldn't find my voice if my life depended on it. I was so shocked and dumbfounded that I wondered if she thought I was crazy. Yeah. Maybe I am.

She reached forward, taking her hand in mine, stroking the back of it soothingly, like an actual good mother would. Why is she suddenly treating me like a little angel, when I'm anything but?

"Sure, whatever..." I said as I turned away, shaking my head back and forth slightly. I wasn't about to believe a word she said. Why would she turn all nice on me when she's been nothing but cruel and absusive to me my whole entire life?

"Oh, and you can have your phone back..." She said, stretching her arm out with my pink glittery phone in her hand. I get my phone back because I fucked my favorite musician and got drunk and am possibly either pregnant or have an STD? Okay. Sweet.  Maybe I should do this more often.

I take my phone from her hand, immediately reaching into my bra where I had stuffed the piece of paper which held Dahvie's number on it,and entered it into my contacts. I didn't even say "thank you" to her either. She didn't deserve one, even if she never yelled at me. Meanwhile, my mother got up, looked around my room a few times, and stalked out, shutting the door behind her. Good. She's finally gone.

I texted Dahive right away; Hey Dahvie, this is Azrael....The girl that was in your guys' tour bus not too long ago? yeah. got my phone back already....

A few seconds after I pressed send, my phone vibrated again, indicating I got a message back from Dahvie already. It said:

 Hey darling, how you holdin up?

I smiled to myself, sitting down on my bed, and texted him back: Pretty good. I told my mom about....You know.....and she's proud of me for some reason. She usually yells at me and calls me a whore and a slut for stuff I didnt even do, but when i DO do something she's all calm about it. fucking confusing.

He replied, Oh...Well maybe that's good because you told her. She knows you can trust her. It's good that she hasn't done anything more abusive because this could easily turn into something very bad. Let me know how things go and hit me up if you need anything. You gotta get some more rest. Love ya <3

He was just so sweet to me....

I fell back onto my bed, barely able to proccess anything anymore because I was so exhausted and there was too much going on all at once, all on top of this hangover. I grabbed a pair of sweatpants and an old baggy shirt up from the floor and changed into them, crawling under my covers of my bed and curled into the smalled ball I could possibly make, holding my flat stomach with my hands like my guts were going to spill out. Pregnancy test, I remembered, I'll have to get one as soon as possible.....Later...

I sat there for a few minutes, closing my eyes and just letting reality sink its sharp teeth into my brain, settling itself in. No matter how badly I wanted it all to be a bad dream so I could just wake up and it all be gone, that wasn't about to happen. I had to face the fact that I did this, and it is how it is. I can't back down so easily.

My mind started to race about all the horrible things that could be awaiting me in the future, and I could help but start to cry again. I bawled into my pillow, my nose getting all stuffed up and my head starting to yet again feel as if it were about to explode. I punched my mattress over and over again until my knuckles were red and bruised. I was sick of this and I wanted it all to end. I wanted my partical sanity back, where my mom yelled at me for every single thing I did and wasn't all creepy and supportive. Back when I hadn't ever met Jayy or Dahvie or Sally or got picked out from the crowd to go get drunk with Jayy and have sex. I didn't want that. Not now. Maybe I did before....But I couldn't have known this would happen. Jayy didn't tell me everything. And I'm just a stupid, silly teenager. I trusted him.

I trusted him....

WHY did I trust him? I don't know him very well at all; not personally! He could be completely different than he is with fans. for all I know. I shouldn't have gone over there....I'm so stupid. Why me? I don't deserve to be treated like shit, especially because I'm a huge fan. Yeah, he was drunk, and some people are assholes when drunk, but I AM a minor, like my mom said, and thats totally illegal. BOTH things he did tonight were one-hundred percent illegal...

And now I'm blaming myself for everything. And him, as well, but mostly me. Perfect. AND I'm agreeing with what my bitchy mom said to me. What's gotten into me? I wouldn't have ever done this before. Maybe the alcohol is still in my system and is having a different affect now or something. Hell, I wouldn't know.

Out of the blue, my phone started ringing obnoxiously loud - my ringtone was Innocent High, one of my favorite songs by BOTDF - and I couldn't help but cringe at hearing Jayy's voice again. I shuddered slightly, picking up my phone from under me and tapped the green "accept" button.

When I brought it to my ear, I immediately heard a familiar voice yell,

"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?"

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Totally did not re-read this one back, sooooo I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense in a few spots...I tried my best haha. & I've been pretty busy lately, so sorry for the late update >:(