(POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING AHEAD.)
"AJ. Come over when you get this we have shit to do." I say and hang up the voicemail. I uplock the house door and walk in. "Yo?" I shout and walk into the kitchen. "Victoria Blake." the voice I despise says. I turn around and see the man I have grown to hate. "What do you want Collin?" I snarl. "How's that pretty little band you have for yourself?" He asks. "Get out of my house." I growl. "I see you've forgotten about them." Collin says. "As long as I am alive I won't forget them." I tell him through my teeth. "Really? Because it was your fault they died. You cared for them. You killed Jackson. You are the reason Mitch crashed. Do us all a favor and kill yourself." he says and walks out of my home. I run to my room, rolling up my sleeves and slam my bathroom door. I throw open the medicine cabinet and take my blade out. "So long for staying clean." I whisper and lean against the door and create more scars with Collin's words running on repeat in my head.
It's my fault. All my fault.
After ten or so minutes of feeling helpless and bleeding out. I slowly stand up and clean my cuts, bandage them and roll my sleeves down. I walk into my room, grab my wallet and drive to the local tattoo parlor.
"That will be $137.00." the person at the front says. I hand him 200 and leave.
"Where were you?" I hear AJ yell at me when I walk into my house. "Disney fucking land." I say shortly and walk into the kitchen. "You called me." AJ says. "That is a god damned fact. Where is Damon and Nat?" I ask. "They'll be here in five." AJ says. "Good is One Direction here?" I ask. "They went to a theater show." AJ says and the bell rings. "Get that and meet me in the music room." I say and walk down the hall.
"Vic? We got your pets for you." Nat says and my pitbull runs into the room. "Hey Blue. I missed you." I say and hug my dog. "What do you need?" Damon asks. "Get your shit. We have an album to write then record." I say and pull out my song books and a pen.
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Disaster's Daughter (ON HOLD)
Fanfiction20 year old Victoria Blake is a punk, hard core, metal singer and screamer for her band The Road Ahead. She has black hair with a streak of blonde in memory of her brother who died while in the military. She is covered in tattoos and has a mean and...
