Broken Angels

Lost Prusade

I sat there and watched Kayla scroll through pictures of her celebrity crush, Jack Vincent, on her phone. Ever since the accident she has looked so fragile. Her hair was dyed a bright red color that clashed with her abnormally pale skin. She barely ever said a word to me, who is practically her sister now, or anyone. It hadn't always been like this though. She used to be the loud, out going, adventurer. Not me. I used to be so shy. It's like we switched personalities. But the accident left her heartbroken and de pleaded. So I took up her old personality to help her get through her days.

"Hey" a girl with black hair says with such a high voice that even Kay looked up.

"How may I help you?" I asked walking over to the table, careful not to trip over the boxes of merch.

"Could I have that t-shirt with the Falling in Reverse logo please?" She asks handing me a twenty.

I nod and thank her for her purchase. Kayla just looked at me with the same sad blank look she always had.

"I can't believe we are traveling on warped tour" I say excitedly trying to get a word, even a smile out of her "especially in our idols' merch tent"

Kayla just continues with the sad stare before turning back to her phone. We both get paid for this but I do all the work. Not that I'm complaining. She's still working through her stuff so all I can do is find ways to support us. We are both twenty one but she's still older by like two months.

After the day I pack up and Kayla throws the bracelets in a box, then we leave the boxes for the men to throw on the merch bus. We keep other bands merch in there but we are the only ones living in that bus. As we walk towards the bus we see a crowd around it. I push to the front, quite forcefully. I may be skinny and just over five feet tall but I have to be strong now a days. I see a man with black hair standing and sighting autographs. Ronnie Radke. God to I hate that guy. I love the rest of the band and what the lyrics mean to me. But him? I despise him. He's so cocky and a huge ass.

"Excuse me" I push past him, Kayla following closely behind me.

"Woah" his deep voice came out semi offended. "Sexy lady has an attitude"

"Fuck off" I snap

He grabs my wrist making Kayla let out a fearful squeal. "Do you know who I am?" he hisses

"Yeah. Ronnie Radke" I yank my hand away. "Major douchebag"

I walk into the bus snickering at the utter look if shock on his face. Kayla plops down on our dirty leather couch wrapping herself in her purple blanket and turning on the t.v.

"Why won't you ever talk to me?" I ask

Her eyes connect with mine as if to say 'I'm sorry'.

I nod. "it's okay" I pat her knee and get off the couch. "One day"

I comb through my faded brown hair and frown. I need a cool color. I look in the mirror to watch Kayla slide on her black glasses and throw her hair into a messy bun. Poor girl. She's so sad and I don't know what to do. I start to rub some lotion on my stressed out shoulders as the bus caves in a bit to my left side and I fall to the ground. Kayla.

"Are you okay?" I call trying to crawl my way to the front of the bus but it was blocked by crown the empires merch. All I hear is faint sobbing.

"Hello?" a British voice echoes. "Oh my god!"

"Kayla?" I shout.

"I got her you go get whoever is in the back" the British voice orders. A box is pushed to the side to reveal none other than Ronnie Radke.

"Kayla!" I scramble past him

"No thank you?" Ronnie calls after me by I ignore it for now.

I run off the bus to Kayla sobbing and pushing away the boy surrounding her.

"You're bleeding" I frown pulling her into a hug. This is all like before.

"Are you guys okay?" one asked

"Do we bloody look okay?" I ask then glance over at our bus which had a giant dent in it presumably from the bus intersecting it.

"I'm so sorry" one says

"It doesn't matter" I snap soothing out Kayla's hair trying to get her to settled down.

"This is why we don't let Ronnie drive" one says

I snap my head to look at him "of course it was you" I sneer.

"Look our bus isn't even damaged" Ronnie says " come stay with us until we can buy you a new one"

I look down at Kayla who had settle back into her sad stare, but even more haunted now.

I sigh "I guess well have to"