Motionless in White Imagines & One Shots (Open)

Prom: Goth Princess

Dedicated to Tiffanijolly. thevampiremeganne eternallywarped

When you finally arrived at the theater aka the venue for prom, you almost started crying again. Ricky had given you a small, simple, silver chain bracelet. And Vinny had given you a silver hair piece that looked like a Rose vine. You couldn't stop grinning. Chris refused to let you go, which honestly you didn't mind. Your history teacher raised an eyebrow as you walked through with the boys. You best friend MegAnne saw Vinny and squealed, immediately abandoning her date. They walked off together leaving you, Chris, and Ricky waiting in line for photos. "I'll be right back." Chris said, striding towards the door Vinny was last seen at, Ricky followed him. "Oh. My. God. Look what I found!" A whiny voice screeched. The voice matched the plastic Amber. The school bully, the princess, the cheerleader, the popular one. The everything you weren't. She eyed you up and down. She was wearing a hot pink skin tight dress, gaudy gold shoes and jewelry to match. Her date was in a white suit, with pink accents to match her. "Hi Amber." You said meekly, hoping she would just leave you alone. She laughed, more like cackled. "I found a pathetic freak playing dress up. And oh look, no date. I thought Satan still took virgin scarifices... but that would require you to be a virgin, huh slut?" She growled, shoving you back a few feet. "Leave me alone Amber." You growled back, adjusting your dress. "Don't talk to her like that you lowlife piece of worthless scum!" Her boy toy yelled, raising a hand as if to slap you. A long tattooed arm shot around you, gripping boytoys wrist like a vice. "Don't you ever, raise your hand to y/n or any other woman again. Am I clear?" Chris hissed at him, the boy was freaking out too much to not pay attention. "L-look man, I'm sorry." He stuttered as he pulled away, dragging Amber with him thankfully. "Are you okay y/n? He didn't-" "I'm fine Chris. Honestly. Thank you by the way." He nodded and pulled you into his chest for a hug. "Ricky had to go, family emergency. And Vinny is with that girl-" "MegAnne. And that's fine, thank you." You said, pulling away to look him in his eyes. They were so beautiful and held so much soul in them. Right now they were covered in black. And his raven hair was slicked back. His suit fit perfectly, which was honestly killing you. He was definitely the hottest, most kindest man you'd ever met. "Next!" The photographer called, pulling you out of your trance.

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Music blared through the speakers around the stage. Your friends were all dancing with their dates, you laughed watching Meg and Vinny dance together. The joy obvious on both their faces. Chris had stepped away to check on Ricky, leaving you alone at your table. "Where's your creepy fuck buddy Freak?" Amber demanded, slamming her hand on the table. "Fuck off Amber." You said, shoving away from her and the table. She grabbed the glass of soda that was in the table and threw it at your face, liquid running down and ruining your makeup and dress. The music screeched to a halt. "You're a fucking weak, pathetic, loser freak that no one wants around. Your friends pity you. You're a slut that will sleep with anyone for attention, same as you used to slit your wrist and thighs for. You should have killed yourself when people cared that way someone would actually willingly attend your funeral!" She yelled in tour face in front of everyone. 2 teachers immediately rushed the stage and escorted her out, but the damage was done. And you rushed to hide. Somewhere. Anywhere. Just to get away from them.

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You sat on the ledge of the roof, blankly staring at the cement below. It was a good 100ft drop. Your makeup was running down your face and dripping onto your dress. Partially because of her, mostly because of your tears. "Y/n?" You heard Chris's voice call. You tried to ignore him. "Y/n, what's wrong sweetheart?" He asked again, this time placing his hand on tour bare shoulder. "Go away." You muttered, trying to pull away. "Y/n-" "I SAID GO AWAY CHRIS. I DON'T WANT YOU TO SEE ME LIKE THIS." You screamed, hiding your face as best you could by looking down. You lip quivered and you whimpered as you felt him move closer to you. His long legs now on either side of you, his arms wrapped around your middle. "I'm not going anywhere y/n. Tell me what happened, what's wrong. Please." He begged softly in your ear. You shook your head, feeling your throat constrict with a new wave if tears. "Please y/n. Tell me." His voice was barely above a whisper and it cracked slightly when he uttered your name. The wave crashed over you and you sobbed into his chest. "I'm tired Chris. I'm tired of being tired. Of being sad and broken. Of being angry at the world. I'm tired of wanting to die. It hurts to breathe sometimes. I feel like I'm drowning and on fire at the same time. I hate myself. And I made it worse by trusting the wrong person and now everyone knows. I didn't want then to know. Especially you. You're going to think I'm a disappointment. That I'm weak-" He turned you to sit side satle in his lap, "I can never think or say that about you. You are not weak. Or broken. Or a disappointment. I think you're a incredibly strong and beautiful woman." He said, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You sniffled and tried to move away, but he just pulled you closer. "Don't ever feel like that y/n. People care about you. Your friends care about you. I care about you sweetheart. Please... talk to someone. Talk to me." He said, swiping a lone tear from your cheek. You nodded slowly, lost in the trance of his eyes. He smiled at you and hulled you to your feet. "Dance with me princess." He commanded, placing your hand on his chest and his on your waist. You giggled and followed his lead, swaying to the rhythm beneath your feet... a slow song. You timidly laid your face on his chest, listening to his heart beat. His arms tightened around you so you were hugged close to him. "I'm ready to bury all of my bones. I'm ready to lie but say I won't. So tell me your secrets and join me in pieces..." he sang softly, his chest vibrating with the sound. The sunset faded purple as the night rolled on. "Y/n?" "Hmm?" You lifted your head to find he was leaning down, your eyes falling closed as he kissed you softly. You heart beat like kick drum, you swore he could hear it. His hands pulled you closer, one in your hair and the other on you hip as he deepened the kiss...