New Year's Day (a BVB fanfic)

New Year's Day (a BVB fanfic)

  • WpView
    Lecturas 1,116
  • WpVote
    Votos 19
  • WpPart
    Partes 15
WpMetadataReadContinúa1h 39m
WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación sáb, nov 28, 2015
WpInfo
Fanfic
Black Veil Brides
Seriya thought she would get her mind off things and have a great time at Shawna's New Year's eve party. That is until she realized that she wasn't exactly like her friend's crowd. After refusing to get high with them she locks herself in the bathroom. Only to have someone she never would have expected to knock the bathroom door. Will her surprise visitor be able to help her put her life back on track or just hurt her even more?
Todos los derechos reservados
#96
newyears
WpChevronRight
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Illustration

Quizás también te guste

  • The Naughty List | MxM
  • "Saviour Will Be There..." ((Andley Fanfic))
  • ✦ ⁺₊˚ More Than You Realize ˚₊⁺ ✦
  • New Girl (GirlxGirl/Lesbian Story) [Completed]
  • Found
  • Tainted Love [Black Veil Brides]
  • In the End (Andy Biersack FanFic)
  • Longing Hearts [Rilaya]
  • The day I decided to change my life

Once Caleb reached the bottom of the stairs he quietly opened the door and tiredly switched on the light "Jayden it isn't morning yet buddy you need to-" he froze in place staring at a man he didn't know standing in his living room. The man stared back at him like a deer in the headlights, he looked a few years older than Caleb, had stubble growing around his face, dark brown greasy hair that wasn't styled in any particular way and was wearing full black aside from the muddy navy blue trainers he was sporting. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?" Caleb demanded in a hushed whisper, he also noticed the black backpack the stranger was carrying and the open living room window he'd clearly used to gain entry, the vase that was previously rested on the windowsill lay in pieces on the ground, that must've been the crash that had awoken Caleb from his tranquil slumber. "Just a passerby, no one much" the strange man whispered back an air of mystery hanging about his every word. "Inside my living room?" Caleb replied folding his arms and sizing the man up, after his beating earlier in the evening he wasn't exactly fighting fit, the intruder was also taller and muscly, there's no way Caleb would win if it came to a fight. "Consider me Santa Claus alright? Now go back to bed kid" the man answered calmly pointing at the door as if Caleb was a child. "I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm 18. Santa isn't real" Caleb responded harshly taking a step forward, the man noticeably took a step towards the window eyeing Caleb up with a smirk. TWs (these will not be appearing at the top of chapters so take this as your final warning) Abuse Self Harm Smut Rape Homophobia Themes of Suicide Murder Mentions of Disordered Eating This story is not promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people.

Más detalles
WpActionLinkPautas de Contenido