The Last Cut

Chapter 14

A/N Hey! Love you guys! OK.. Im gunna write now!

Or.. atleast I am. For now. I might jump in the middle of the story. With commebnts. Funny ones. Or mean ones. I dont quite know yet. Eh... I guess we will just have to see wont we?

Oh and Disarray does not have schizophrenia, the italics, are her thoughts and her inner voice (her conscience) talk to her. Every one has one. Hers just kinda insults her in various ways. Harper wrote Alice POV as usual. Oh and Im trying to find a pic of what Disarray looks like.. and its not that easy! But im trying! Oh and IDK if the cover will stay that one..

Disarray POV:D Continuation from the last chapter.

I looked down the halls from the bathroom door, hoping to avoid anyone and everyone, for Im sure that my eyes were puffy and bloodshot. No one was roaming the halls of the Vegas house.

I took in a deep breath and slinked out the door. The cool air hit my skin and caused goose flesh to erupt. I walked to my bedroom door and sighed in relief, happy that I hadn't ran into anyone. I put the dirty clothes of mine in a pile in the corner of the room to be taken care of on another day, and hung my towel on the dresser to dry. I hopped into bed and closed my eyes, hoping for peace and quiet, and for the memories to cease, at least for one night. But, as I should know, nothing ever goes the way I want it too.

*****************FLASHBACK**************** (Eh.. Why not?! lol)

Once the tears dried, I shut out the world.

"Stace" Tiffiany said, sitting down infront of me on the side of my hospital bed.

"What Tiff." I sighed out, looking at the ceiling.

"How you feeling?" She asked quietly.

"Tiffiany, my best friend and her parents died, in a car accident that I could have stopped. If only I would have listened to Mrs. Bostik." I shook my head, blinking back tears.

"Its not your fault Stacy." Tiffiany told me. Stacy. Stacy. Hadn't realized 'til now, just how much I really hate that name. I like my middle name more, Disarray. Maybe I could change my name...

***************END OF FLASHBACK************* (For now.. :D)

I yawned and stretched, still under the blankets. I don't want to get up, just want to stay under the blankets and never get out, where I feel safe.

Then I remembered, Blood On The Dance Floor and Black Veil Brides will be arriving soon, to the house Im sharing with Falling In Reverse and my best friend, Alice.

I sighed and rolled out of bed, walking over to the vanity type thing and plugging in my hair straightener. As that was heating up, I walked over to my suit case and chose some clothes to wear, I grabbed a gray My Chemical Romance shirt, neon blue skinny jeans, and a plain black hoodie. My flat iron beeped, alerting that it was heated up. I brushed my hair and straightened it until it was pin straight. I put on some eyeliner and mascara, keeping it simple.

I got dressed and changed out of my pajamas and into the clothes I had picked up. I grabbed my black converse and my black socks and put those on, not sure of what the day will bring.

I looked into the mirror one last time and played with my bangs so they laid over my right eye. I sighed.

"This is as good as its gunna get." I muttered bitterly and walked out to Alice's door.

"Police! Open up! Come out with your hands behind your head!" I said deeply and loudy, banging on the door.

Alice opened the door with an amused expression on her face.