Crawling from Hell

Meeting.

Quinn's POV

I yawn, sitting up and stretching. I go over to my mirror and fix my obviously dyed blonde hair. My parents wanted me to fit in with our "Family" even though i know i'm adopted or something. My natural hair is jet black and i'm pale, far too pale to be one of these peoples kids. And i'm emo, i love Pierce the Veil, Sleeping With Sirens, Bring Me The Horizon, Motionless In White and a couple more bands. I walk to my closet and pull on some black skinny jeans and a PTV shirt. I put on a black beanie and grab my money, i slip on some vans and sneak out of the window before my dad came home drunk to beat me. I listen to some MIW as i walk to walmart, humming Reincarnate quietly as i walk in, getting some black hair dye. I grab a backpack and everything i would need to run away. I pay for a cheap haircut, my waist length blonde hair now up to my shoulders and i now had bangs. Perfect. I get a sewing needle and cheap nose and lip jewelry. I pay for everything and leave the store. I go to a nearby gas station and go into the bathroom. I bite my lip and take my beanie off, dying my hair black and washing the dye out in the sink, making sure to clean all of the dye. I look at the sewing needles and take one out, piercing my nose and putting in a simple black stud. I pierce my lip in two spots, giving myself snake bites. I look at myself in the mirror. Holy shit. I just did that. Damn i'm badass. i think to myself. I leave the gas station and head to the nearest bus station, telling the driver to bring me to the airport. Once i'm at the airport i buy myself a plane ticket, to Scranton, Pennsylvania. I board my plane and turn off my phone..A few hours later we landed in Pennsylvania. I get off the plane and grab my backpack, leaving the airport. Oh fuck, it's dark out. Shit! Here i am, a 15 year old girl somewhere i'd never been, alone, at night. I mentally curse myself and start walking. A while later i come across a bench, i say fuck it and lay down, falling asleep. In the morning I'm woken up by someone gently shaking me "Excuse me, young lady? Are you lost?" I shrug, rubbing my eyes and looking up. I saw Chris mother fucking Motionless standing in front of me. "Well why are you sleeping on a park bench? How old are you?" he asks softly, sitting next to me after i sat up. "I ran away from home. I'm 15. My parents were awful" i mumble. He sighs softly and nods "Where are you from and what's your name. I'm from Oregon. My name is Quinn." I says softly. "Oregon? That's pretty far away" he chuckles softly "Why Scranton? Of all places?" He laughs softly, I smile softly "My favorite band is based here." He nods "What's it called?" he asks softly, i laugh a bit "They're called Motionless in White. You probably haven't heard of them" I joke, he laughs and smiles "They're pretty shit, have you seen their lead singer? Dude looks like a tool." he chuckles, making me laugh more. "Well kiddo, lets go get you inside." he says softly and stands up, i slowly stand up. He leads me to his house and lead me inside "Make yourself at home Quinn. You're welcome to stay as long as you need." I smile and hug him carefully "Thank you." i mumble, he nods and brings me to my room. I set my very little items out on a desk and clean my piercings. I lay down and go on my phone, seeing some texts and missed calls from my mom. I block her number and sigh softly, putting on some music. I must've fallen asleep because when i woke up there was a pile of clothes at the end of my bed with a note 'i saw you didn't have many clothes, so i got you some. I don't know what bands you like so i got you some i just guessed you'd like. I hope you like them!' I smile and tear up, nobody had ever been so nice to me. I look at the clothes and smile, seeing shirts of all the bands i like and a bunch of black jeans and leggings. I get up and go into the living room, seeing Vinny, Chris, Ricky, Justin, and Ryan all sitting on different couches and chairs. Chris notices me standing there and chuckles "Come say hi to the guys, Quinn! I was just telling them about you." He says softly with a smile. I shyly walk in "H-hi" i say softly, causing Ricky and Vinny to awe quietly. I sit in between Ryan and Chris."dude She looks exactly like you Chris" Justin says softly, Ryan and Vinny both nods, Ricky mumbles "Yeah, she does." "How old are you again Quinn?" Justin asks me. "15" i say softly, Ricky nods, remembering something and dragging Chris to the kitchen "So you ran away?" Vinny asks, i nod, "Why?" i bite my lip "my parents didn't like me, I think it's because i'm adopted" i mumble, Ryan sighs "people are very cruel." i nod in agreement "Cool piercings" Ryan says softly, i smile "I did them last night with a sewing needle in a gas station bathroom" i say softly "They don't look infected at all so keep cleaning them. I nod. Chris comes back and sits down "Hey Quinn, there's some pizza in the kitchen if you want some" Chris says softly. I get up and get some pizza, going to my room and smiling brightly Wait, this is all too good to be true. No way it's real. I could never escape my "family" they're gonna find me. I bite my lip as tears start to roll down my face, crying quietly as i eat my pizza. My own mind was tormenting me. Again. I heard footsteps coming closer to my room as i cried harder, my small body shaking violently as the door opens. Vinny walks in "Can i sit down?" he asks softly, i nod. He sits next to me on the bed and gently rubs my back "Whats wrong?" he asks softly "What if my family come to get me back. I don't wanna get hit anymore.." i whisper. He sighs "You're safe pumpkin, i promise. You're gonna come live with me, okay?" he says softly, i nod. " I've got a spare room that you can have." I smile softly "Come on, I'll grab your stuff." he says softly as i sit up. He leads me out to his car after i shyly wave bye to everyone. Vinny drove to his house and we got out, he showed me my room and handed me some posters "I found these at Chris's house, he said you can have them if you want them." I smile and nod, looking at the posters happily "Thank you" i say softly, he smiles. "So since you're living with me for a bit we should get to know each other." He says softly, i nod and smile. "I'll go first. My full name is Quinn Leigh 'Smith'. I'm 15 and i was born on October 31st 2004. I play the drums, thanks to you, guitar, thanks to Tony Perry, and piano. I love most types of music. Except country. Fuck country. I swear like a sailor. My adoptive family was abusive and awful." i say softly "You started playing drums because of me?" he asks softly, i nod "I can play every MIW song on Graveyard Shift, Disguise, and most of Creatures, a lot on Infamous, and not much on any other album. I can also also play every Pierce The Veil song." i smile "That's really impressive for a 15 year old." he chuckles softly "I don't have any friends and i'm always playing an instrument or singing" He laughs softly "That's kinda what i was like 10 years ago."  I smile softly "We have some stuff in common, that's good" He nods and chuckles "Yeah. I just remembered something. What size shirt do you wear?" he asks me. "Small" i say softly "Why?" He gets up and goes through a door, coming back with a few boxes "That's merch that never got sold, most of it was limited time and not all of them got sold, a few are just ones we stopped selling" He says "Take what you want" I smile brightly and dig through the boxes, getting one of every shirt in my size "Thank you!!" He smiles "No need to thank me, i didn't know what the fuck to do with them" he laughs softly and i giggle. After talking for a little while longer i go to my room and decorate with the posters, Vinny had promised to buy me some stuff for my room the next day. I watch some youtube for a while before falling into a peaceful sleep.

So this is a new type of book i'm writing, since all of my other ones are oneshot/imagine books. Thought i'd switch it up a bit😊

Song of the day: Whore - In this moment