"So. The end goes like this." I say and play a guitar riff. "Sick. Let's try it out." AJ says and we start from the top.
Is this the way you get to hell?
Is this the way you get to hell in a hand basket?
You will tear me apart.
You will tear apart my mind,
My simple mind.
It's just cause you hurt so bad,
That you end up blind,
You end up blind.
Is this the way you...
Is this the way you...
Is this the way you...
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
I didnt even have a chance.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
I will tear you apart.
I will tear apart your mind,
Your simple mind.
It's just cause I hurt so bad,
That I end up blind,
I end up with a simple mind.
Is this the way you...
Is this the way you...
Is this the way you...
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
I didnt even have a chance.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Is this the way you get to hell?
Is this the way you get to hell?
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
I didnt even have a chance.
Dripping from bloody fingers,
Running from the palms of my hands.
"Sounds great. What song number was that?" Damon asks. "That was the fourth that we played together. But, I have about nine more." I tell him as I turn off the mike and stretch.
"What's on your wrist?" Nick asks. I quickly lower my arms and pull down my sleeves. "Nothing." I say and inch my way to the door. "Vic." Damon says. I turn and bolt upstairs. "VIC!" I hear them yell as I run upstairs and into the kitchen.
"Vic?" Niall asks. "Oh. You're back." I say and jump over the counter and hide under the sink. "Vic!" AJ yells and I hear his footsteps stop infront of the cabinet I am in. The door swings open and he and Nick pull me out.
"Ow! Fuck! Don't touch me!" I scream and try and shake them off of my cuts. "Liam. Niall. Come here and hold her." Damon command and they grab my wrists. I hiss in pain and the two guys look at me. "Please don't hold me wrists." I grit out and they move their grip to my elbows.
"What's going on?" El asks. "Bring her with us." Nick says and they start the walk to my room. "NO! STOP! DON'T GO IN THERE! STOP! NO!" I protest and wiggle trying to get free.
"Why can't we go in?" Harry asks. "I forgot to clean up." I say in a whisper. "Don't worry about a mess. You've seen Louis." he says and Damon opens the door. "It's not the same." I tell Harry as we step into my room.
"Where is it?" Nick asks. I just look down at my feet. "Tell us where it is." Damon says. Again. The floor is my friend. "Tell us god damn it!" AJ screams at me. I jump a bit and stare at him. "Bathroom." I whisper. The three of them rush to my bathroom and I hear the light turn on.
"What's going on?" Anna asks. The guys storm back in.
"Why? Why Victoria?" Damon growls. "What is it?" Louis asks. Damon walks over to him and hands him my razor pieces.
LOUIS'S POV
"What is it?" I ask. Damon walks over to me and grabs my hand and gives me something. I open my hand and see bloody pieces of metal. "Oh god." I say. Vic cut herself?
VIC'S POV
"Why'd you do it?" Damon asks again. "Collin." I mutter. "What?" Nick asks. "COLLIN! COLLIN DAMN IT!" I scream at him.
"EVERYTHING IS MY FAULT! I CAUSED THIS ALL! IT'S MY FAULT THEIR GONE! IF I DID SOMETHING THEY WOULD BE HERE! JACKSON WOULD BE A NAVY SEAL! MITCH WOULD BE MAKING MUSIC, BEING ON MAGAZINE COVERS, LIVING HIS DREAM. HELL! THEY WOULD BOTH BE LIVING STILL! IT'S MY FAULT THEIR GONE! I SHOULD HAVE DIED! I WANT TO HAVE DIED INSTEAD!" I scream at him and fall to my knees.
"I WANT TO DIE AND BRING THEM BACK! SO LET ME!" I scream again.
"LET ME DIE!" I scream. "LET ME FUCKING DIE ALREADY!"
LIAM'S POV
Vic crumbles on the floor and I look up at Niall. Our eyes are both wide and our jaws are dropped.
"Vic." Damon says quietly and picks her up.
"Vic. It isn't your fault they died. There wasn't anything you could have done." AJ says. "I'm loosing them." Vic cries. "You just changed your hair. That isn't loosing them." Nick tells her. I look at her, her shirt rode up and I see more bandages. "Vic? What's on your side?" I ask.
She sits up slightly and in a very wavery, small, raspy voice she tells me. "It's this." She says and peels back the gause.
A black tattoo shows up on her pale skin. I can't drown my demons. They know how to swim.'
"Who said that?" Perrie asks. "It's a song lyric from Bring Me the Horizon." Nick tells us and Vic nods.
"How did Collin get in?" Damon asks. "I-I don't know. He was in the k-kitchen when I-I got here." Vic says, stumbling through her words. "Come on. I'll clean your bathroom up. You go downstairs and get your guitar. We'll play Hold on Till May." Damon says and Nick and AJ help Vic up and they walk down stairs.
I follow Damon into the bathroom. "Who's Collin?" I ask.
"He's an idiot." he says and grabs some wet wipes and kneels to the floor. "He was friends with Jackson, Vic's brother, a year before he joined the military.When Jackson died he became furious at her. Mitch's accident happened only a month after. Collin and Mitch had known each other and when he died. Collin began taking everything out of Vic. Anger, hurt, loss. He forced Vic to start cutting, stop eating. He forced her into a greater form of depression than she was already in." Damon tells me. "Oh." I whisper.
"Come on. Let's go downstairs. Vic needs this." Damon says and we exit her room and walk downstairs.
YOU ARE READING
Disaster's Daughter (ON HOLD)
Fiksi Penggemar20 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...
