My Saviour

Chapter 1: Coming Out of the Closet

A/N: Hey guys! Here's the first chapter of My Saviour! Are you excited? ARE YA? ARE YA? :D Hehe sorry.. It's obvious that I'm excited as well. I live in Jake's Pitts so cut me some slack. -_- Alrighty lets get the show on the road! Enjoy the first chapter of....... *dramatic silence and does a dramatic hair flip* ......MY SAVIOUR! Kali is gonna get a kick out of this! xD --Dayline

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KALI'S POV

"Oh my franking Jinxx! Kali, look at this sexy pic of Jinxx! He is so fine... unf," Dayline squealed in excitement and practically shoved her phone in my face to see an incredibly hot picture of Jinxx.

I love Dayline. She is my best friend and I seriously don't know what I would do without her. She makes me so happy and cheers me up when I feel upset. Dayline is a funny, kind, smart, caring, and a beautiful girl. I could never ask for a better friend than her. She's perfect.

"Wow. He's really hot!" I smiled. She smiled even more and continued looking through her phone for more amazing pics of Jinxx.

I look back to my phone and checked my Instagram. I've gained three followers and earned so many likes on my adorable photo of CC. Awesome. Who could resist his cuteness? It's impossible. I sighed. If only CC knew I existed in this world. He and the guys saved mine and Dayline's lives. He is my saviour...

Suddenly, I heard a loud crash upstairs. I quickly looked at Dayline and she did the same.

"Did you hear that?" I asked her, slowly getting up. She stood up also.

"Yeah, it sounded like something fell. We should go check it out," Dayline suggested.

I walked upstairs with Dayline behind me. "I'll go check the guest room while you check your room," she said. I nodded my head and went to my room while Dayline went to the guest room.

I looked around and saw nothing out of place. Well, not here...

Another noise erupted and I heard hushed cuss words from my closet. I grew nervous and my heart  started beating quick like a hummingbird. I grabbed a baseball bat nearby and sauntered towards my closet. I placed my shaking hand onto the doorknob and turned it slowly. I opened the door and I saw a figure. I couldn't quite make out who it was but I followed my instinct, screamed and attacked it with my baseball bat.

"OWW! SHIT! STOP! STOP IT! FUCK!" the person yelled as I kept swinging my bat at him.

Wait. I know that voice. I've heard that voice before from interviews and stuff on the Internet. I turned on the switch for the light in the closet and saw the man standing before me. He had long black hair with some hairs wildly sticking upward, a black bandana on his head, warpaint on his eyes, cheeks, and lips. He wore a black wife beater, black skinny jeans, and black combat boots. I stood there, shocked, my mouth gaping open like an idiot.

"Kali, I didn't see anything wrong in-," Dayline walked inside my room and stopped talking. Thank Gerard I'm not the only one who is seeing Christian Coma in my closet.

"Um... hey," CC said awkwardly.

"You... but... what... how.." Dayline babbled.

"You're.... you're CC," I said hesitantly. Oh. My. Franking. Christian. Am I dreaming? Is this really happening?

"Yeah, in fact, I am," CC smiled, "And you girls are...?" he gestured to Dayline and I.

"I'm Dayline," she said quietly. CC nodded. "Nice to meet you, Dayline."