Allapologies Stories

The bright lights were blinding. The audience was screaming. As Quincy finished his solo, he stared off into the audience as his final note rung out. All these people screamed his name, cheering for him and begging him to play one last song. Women jumped and called his name while their boyfriends stood and listened to that one last note, both ignoring each other in his presence. Sweat was dripping down his face and chest. He was panting like a dog in the heat of the stage lights. As his final note faded, he took a bow, smiling wider than he ever had before and blowing kisses into the audience. He straightened himself up and raised a hand to rest on the mic. "Thank you.. Thank you all for being here tonight.." He said between restless breaths. "I'd like to play one last song for you". The audience cheered and shouted positivity at him. Anyone could tell they would stay there forever if they could, but all good things must come to an end. "This one's called.. Actually no, I'll let you guess." Quincy smirked at the audience before raising his guitar pick in the air, taking one big breath and- *+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*+* Quincy Howland is talented. He's really talented. His heaven would be an audience of thousands and his guitar. He hates his parents. They've never done him much good anyway. All they do is put a roof over his head. Nothing more, nothing less. He needs to escape. Harriet Tilden couldn't care less. She's sarcastic and blunt. Her parents pass her around like a hot potato. She wants a break from reality. Somewhere to escape to when things get too much. She's living in relative poverty and she's sick to death of everything. Then they meet their escape. Each other. TW: A lot of bad language, some sexual scenes, drug and alcohol misuse (a lot of the time underage), mentions of suicide, self harm, homophobia, racism. Please don't read if you're not comfy with this. If you need it my DMs are open <33

hi my name is Zoe chandelier my mother died when I was 2, my father raised me married to a crazy bitch with a daughter who ridicules me every day. I'm not like other girls I'm a nerd and secretly a bad girl in the worlds best gang. my father beats me every Friday 6o'clock on the dot because of his alcoholic fantasies "your a whore just like your mother" he yells as he beats me against the wall, I'm sitting curled up with my knees to my face wanting to die. at skool I'm bullied by that brat bitch Brittaney and my step sister Stephanie, they would never stop until one day Blake moved in next door. he never shut his blinds so I could always see him when he was home he always talked to me at skool and would never leave me alone. #this is the most typical book you'll ever read #im just mocking all the books on wattpad calm down #my first book