A/N I see you guys liked the last chap...and you guys are pretty shocked by it... and don't worry..I hate Kayden too! He's a dick! Feel really bad for Dis and I wrote the part when Kayden beat her up! :(
xXHarperXx - Ali
Me - Dis
We Do Not Own The Bands!
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Disarray POV
Another shaking breath is consumed, the air swirled in my lungs and then out of my mouth as I listened to the almost empty air on the other side of the phone, Ronnie was either thinking or highly pissed off right now, and I think it was a little bit of both.
"I want to beat his face in." Ronnie seethed in my ear.
"I know you do, I want to too. But if you do then you will be in prison..." I trailed off. I heard him groan and also a sound of impact.
"Did you just punch the bus?" I asked, my eyes slightly wide.
"Uhh.. Maybe?"
I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.
"I'm gunna need a picture."
"What. Why?" I asked, my eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"To show the guys and Ali, and for me to see just how bad it is."
"Okay. I'll call you after I send it to you." I said and hung up.
I moved my bangs away from my eyes and so they were on top my head, Then I opened my camera app and I changed the camera so it was the front camera and I gasped. I looked worse then I thought, several bruises lines my cheeks and forehead, a few on my neck, blood ran from my nose down my neck, my lip was cut, a drop of blood on my chin from my lip, my eyes were red from crying. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, and tapped the button to take the picture. I sent it to Ronnie and after I did, I stood up and started to walk to the bathroom. I made sure no one was in the bathroom, and once I saw it was indeed empty, I locked the door. I turned to the mirror and grazed my fingers across my bruised face. I wetted a paper towel and was wiping it off when my phone vibrated on the counter, I picked it up and answered it.
"Oh fuck Dis." Ronnie said. I bowed my head and closed my eyes.
"I know Ronnie. I know." I said sadly. Trying not to remember the pain that exploded from the punches and hits.
"What made him snap?" He asked quietly and soothingly.
"I don't know." I said and started to wipe away blood.
"You're at the hospital, right?"
"Yep. Now I can't go up to Val's room because I look like I was jumped." I said and threw away a blood covered paper towel, then grabbed a new one and wetted it.
"Why can't you?"
"Parents." I said simply after I was clean of blood, now just bruises and cuts.
"Try to get them out of the room, you probably won't be able to stay long though, tomorrow you can wake up, put on some makeup and be as good as new." I could tell he was smiling.
"Okay. Oh I got a question."
"What's your question?"
"Are you hanging up so you can go play and howl in the light of the full moon?" I giggled.
He laughed, "Maybe. Maybe not."
"Mhm. I think its a yes!" I smiled, feeling the cut in my lip seperating slightly, where my snakebites were kinda sore now.
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The Last Cut
Teen FictionDisarray is an outcast, people call her 'emo'. Her family is full of preps. They hate her new lifestyle of being the way she is. They hate the fact that she dyed her long blonde hair black and got it cut so its more scene. She has multiple tattoos a...