Lead Me Out Of The Dark. {Austin Carlile Love Story.}

Chapter 11:Im Low On Gas And You Need A Jacket.

Once Again Happy Birthday To Mike<3

I had to split the other chapter in half it was to long :P ive been writing for 4 hours. hope you guys like it. :*

I was crying on the couch. How could he be so mean? I heard him a couple times knocking at the door telling me to let him in. But I ignored him. I ignored everybody. I stopped crying for a little bit and then i turned my head and saw this room that caught my eye. I got up and walked towards it tracing my hand over the name. I pushed the door open and saw a room full of papers everywhere and guitars, pianos and drums. This was his little recording studio. I read some of the papers;lyircs. I smiled as I picked up the guitar. I started running my fingers over the chords.

After replaying the same chords I started playing "I'm Low On Gas And You Need  Jacket" By my buddy's Pierce The veil. I started singing after i did the intro on guitar.

As I choke, try to wash you down with something strong
Dry but the taste of blood remains
All these cold, empty mattresses and falling stars
My, how they start to look the same

So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you,
"Let's go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Darling, it's cold outside

No, no more eyes to see the sun
You slide into bed while I get drunk
Slow conversations with a gun
Mean more than I've ever said to anyone, anyone

So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you,
"Let's go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Darling, let's go inside
It'll be alright

But last night, you said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables
Almost fought some bitch at the club (YEAH!)
Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes
Well, fuck, what am I supposed to be, impressed?
You're just another set of bones to lay to rest
I guess it’s time to say goodnight, I hope you had a really good time

Good time

But I’ll soon forget the color of your eyes and you’ll forget mine

So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you,
"Let's go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Let's go outside
It'll be alright

But last night, you said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables .

I ended and set the guitar down. I turned around immediately backed up into the wall in fear. Somebody was standing outside of the room. I couldn't see who it was because it was dark. Whoever it was scared the shit out of me and was currently still scaring me. "Hello?" No answer, "Austin?" No answer once again. I was officially sacred. I strained my eyes. Then I noticed the long slender legs and body. SLENDER MAN! "Slender man is that you?" My voice was shaky. The figure stepped in the room. I sighed in relief to see it was Mike. He looked scared though. "Mike are you okay?" He looked at me startled by my voice. He didn't answer. He looked really pale.