20 Steps From Normal

Not A Taylor Swift Song

Cole'sP.O.V

"Cole? Cole. Bro, you alive in there?" Dana called shaking me out of my thoughts. I turned and nodded, adjusting back into the conversation that Will and Gabe were having about moving in with Alexis.

"I looked at the layout and the studio is actually huge! Like, I can't belive that she owns the entire thing." Will commented, unbuckling his seatbeat as Gabe dropped him off in front of his house.

"Be ready in 30. I'll be back." Gabe called through the window. Will nodded seriously and walked into the house. "Where to next?" He spoke, turning to us.

"Well mine is 15 mins and Cole's is 5" Dana smirked.

"Cole's it is."

MyP.O.V

"What the fuck are you doing here Ian." I spat, yanking his chain up and slamming him into a chair by us.

"Such vulgar language darling. Did you forget how you're supposed to act around your superior? Hmm?" He chuckled. I backhanded him hard against his cheek bone, ripping the laugh right out of his air waves.

"You don't own me anymore!" I screamed, walking over the the arsonal and pulling out 4 dagars, a butterfly knife, and two pistols. I walked back and opened the butterfly knife with ease. I walked over and startled him, making sure to dig into the bullet wounds.

"Ahh ah ah. That stings Alexis. H-how would your new toy feel knowing that you tortured an innocent for coming to visit an old fla-SHIT THAT FUCKING HURTS DAMN IT" he yelled interrupting his statement as I drove a dagar through one of his hands violently.

"Don't you dare speak of him. His name is not to leave your mouth or so help me I wrap ropes that dig into your skin around your wrists, string you up with your arms as wide as the crucifix and let you dangle." I spoke in his ear softly before turning the dagar on it's side in his hand and getting off his lap, despite his outbursts and whimpers of pain. "Why are you here Ian."

"To see you."

"Why are you hear Ian?" I asked again, unconvinced.

"To see you." He spoke desperately.

"Why are you here Ian!" I screamed running over to him and pressing the knife against his cheekbone.

"BECAUSE OLIVA IS DEAD!" he yelled in my face, breaking down and crying.

I got off of him immediately and slapped him, more out if shock than anger. "No. N-no."

"She died in a plane crash Alexis. 2 days ago.....she's. she's gone" his voice cracked. 

"YOU'RE LYING!" I screamed, backing further and further away from him. 

"If anything Alexis you knew I loved her." He whispered. I shook my head and put the gun I had in its holster before stoning off and locking the arena door, with him still inside.

I ripped my phone out my pocket and called the first number that came into my head.

"Hello."

"I need a ride somewhere important. Now." I spoke hanging up right after. I knew that he would come so there wasn't an issue of when or anything. I walked over and wrote a letter to the others telling them that I went out and would be back later.

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I slid in the car into the car without a word, he nodding and driving off onto a backroad.