I'm In Love With A Suicidal Girl (Warped Tour Fanfic)

Chapter One.

**Aroura's P.O.V.**

I woke up to All Time Low's song Actors. Looking at my phone, I see it is 5:00 am. That means I need to get read for school. I trudged over to my walk in closet and pulled out my favorite Motionless In White muscle shirt, a pair of dark blue skinnies, and a Warped Tour '08 hoodie. After grabbing my clothes, I headed to the bathroom that was thankfully attached to my room. I pulled off my PJs, and hopped into the shower.

Instead of just washing my body, like a normal person, I decided to think about everything. What a stupid move. First I began to think about Rob, my ex, and how he left me for the head cheerleader just because I didn't want to loose my virginity at thirteen. I had really loved him, but he left, and I guess he wasn't worth my time. Second, I thought about my grandma. She died during child birth, having my mother. My mother was a child of rape. She was an unintentional child being born from a young woman, only 14 years old. Hell, my grandma was only in her second year of highschool. She wrote down what happened the night of her rape, just in case if my mother, or her child(ren), or their children wanted to know any history.

What she wrote down, was permanently marked into my brain. Never to leave. It said...

April 23

A few days ago, I was walking along the street after a party at the bar with my boyfriend. It was fun. We had a few drinks (yes, we are too young to drink, but in our small town, no one cares as long as you are being responsible.) As I walked home, a tall figure came toward me. At first, he was just asking for directions. He wanted to go to the small café down the road. The man said he didn't understand my slurred words that I was using in my attempted to give him directions, so I just walked with him to the café. We neared the café, but before we went in, he pushed me into the ally. Some unspeakable things happened that night. I just got out of the hospital. They said I should be fine, but there is a slight chance of me being pregnant. I didn't tell my boyfriend, in fear that he might leave me. so I just kept it a secret. Last night I found out I was preggers. I told my boyfriend this morning and he accused me of cheating and making up a 'rape story' to get out of him being mad. I plan on having my baby sometime in December or January. if it is a girl, I will name him Marley. If it is a girl, I will name her Morgan.

That is all for now. I will keep up with my writing some other time. I am awfully tired. Good night my love.

That was all I had time to think about before my second alarm went off. Signalling that it was 5:30 am and that I needed to get out of the shower.

After getting out of the shower, I dried off, put my clothes on, and started on my makeup. Today I was thinking about a smokey eye look. something that started out as black, but slowly became white, it what I ended up with. Satisfied with my makeup work, I went back into my room. I threw on my socks and my red and white dot splattered black Converse.

While grabbing my batman book bag, I heard a familiar giggling and a muffled laughing noise. Ugh. My parents are so gross. They must be high again. I wonder what it is this time? Heroine? Meth? Weed? Gosh only knows. I decided to stop thinking about it and just walked out.

''And where do you think you're going you piece of shit?" My dad slurred. Gosh, why can't I just walk down to the bus stop in piece?!

''Oh honey, Leave her alone. Remember? She lives with us. We can torture her later, after she gets home. If we do it before school, then she might tell someone.'' My mother warned her husband.

''Fine. Go to school you filthy bitch.'' And with that, he punched me in the ribs. I thought I heard cracking, but I am used to the pain, so it didn't bother me.

I knocked on my sisters door. It was time to go. If she wasn't ready yet then she would be stuck here. And I was not gonna let that happen. Yeah, our parents are nice to her, but what if they overdose? Or they start drinking? Or decide that while I'm gone, she is a nice replacement? I wasn't leaving her.

''Come on Melanie! Time for school!" I whisper yelled through the door.

"Aroura, I don't feel good. I don't think I should go to school.'' Melanie replied from the other side of the door.

''Come on. I will take you to Kodie's house. His mom will watch you. I promise she will make sure you are okay.'' I told her. Kodie has been my best friend for years. We grew up together. His parent and my parents were friends before the drugs started. Thankfully, his mom and dad told me that if I ever needed help with anything, they would be there for me. That is, as long as I am not like my parents.

''Okay. I'm coming.'' And with that, she opened the door and we got into the car. I had already missed the bus, so I snuck into my parents room and got the keys to the car while my parents were saying good bye to Melanie.

I texted Kodie.

TO: KODIE

Hey, Melanie isn't feeling good. Do you think that your mom will watch her for me? I don't really wanna leave her at home.

I instantly got a reply.

FROM: KODIE

Yeah. Mom said its fine. Bring her over. I will give you a ride to school since you obviously missed the bus.

TO: KODIE

Okay. Thanks.

And I was off. Going to Kodie's.