Only a few more parts left! probably......5 or 6 tops! rate and message me!!!! Thankyou! I hope you all like this one! I love this song! There will no longer be half of the story in the past, there may be small memories, but it will all be "present"
I woke up with a screaming headache. Damn alcohol.
I stretched out completly, feeling and hearing a satisfying crack as my bones streatched. I smiled remembering that tonight was the concert.
I looked over at the clock to see that it was 2 in the afternoon. Sadly I hadn't really slept in that day.
I got up and winced as I stepped on something hard. I looked down to see the yearbook.
I glared at it and kicked it aside. sorry sonny, I dont need anymore reminders of the life you screwed up
I stood in the shadow smiling as the hot water ran across my body. I looked down and saw the tattoo on the top of my foot.
I got it with Sonny when we were still dating, on one of our drunken rampages. It was just a simple little rubber ducky in a bathtub. But everytime I look at it I would crack up, remembering the good times that we had.
I finished my shower, got out and went into the kitchen in only a towel. I popped some pop tarts in the toaster and smiled as the scent of hot strawberry filling and frosting came wafting up to my nose.
They popped up and I walked to the couch, plopping down, still in my towel, dripping wet with my poptarts and watched tv. I love cartoons.
I finished my poptarts but didn't move, I just stayed on the couch, making a nice soggy spot and drying slowly. The door opened and I heard a groan.
"why are you in a towel? sitting on the couch?" asked Krizmah
I shrugged "cuz its comfy and my room was too far away"
She smirked "oh yes, a womping 5 feet"
I nodded with puppy dog eyes. She just walked back to her room leaving me to Rugrats. I love rugrats, even the new ones where their all grown up.
After an hour of rugrats Krizmah came storming out of her room glaring at me. I looked at her confused.
"ummm, too loud?" i asked innocently
"no" she growled
I was so freaked "what then??"
"you.....shirt.....baaaaad monkey!" she screeched before pouncing towards me
I squeeled and jumped up, gripping my towel and running into my room locking the door just before her body came slamming against the door and her yelling threw it.
I got dressed quickly in pjs and grabbed her shirt, it said "I like girls" on the front and on the back had two girl bathroom ppl holding hands, Krizmah was bi and that was her favorite shirt. Dont ask me why I had it, I think I was drunk and thought it would be fun to hide it.
I held the shirt up infront of me and braced myself before opening the door. Krizmah pounced on me and hugged the shirt to her chest smiling.
"hello there pretty" she said talking to the shirt
I slowly tried to crawl away from her, but she was too quick and pounced on me once again.
"you dont take the pretty!" she said poking me
I started laughing as she continued to poke me "ok! I promise! I wont take it anymore!........stop the madness woman!" i screamed as she continued to poke me.
She smiled and stood up "so, you going to his concert?" she asked
I glared at her "no, I'm going to My Chem's concert"
She sighed "whatever"
I glared at her back but decieded that since it was now 4 in the afternoon and there we no more good cartoons on that I should get ready for the concert. I got dressed and smiled at myself in the mirror wearing this:
I smiled, smeering some black and red eyeliner and eyeshadow on my eyes and then putting on many red and black earrings and making everything color coordinated. I loved doing that.
I walked out to the livingroom to see Krizmah standing there reading some random magazine. I wrapped my arms around her.
"i'm leaving now" i said
She nodded and continued to read the magazine "have fun"
I laughed and walked out of the apartment. I hopped onto the bus, rode all the way to the venue and smiled seeing the fans already lining up to see the show.
I skipped off, looking like a groupie, but hey, I had no problem with it.
I went up to this huge guy, who looked really tough, but probably was like every other security guy, a teddybear at heart. I smiled kindly.
"hi, My name is Cyd Martins, I should be on your list" i said
He looked down the list and smiled "yup, here's your pass, dont loose it" he said handing me an all access backstage pass.
I wandered around the arena, finally finding a dressing room that said in big letters MCR. I smiled and knocked on the door.
"come in" came a voice
I smiled, opened the door and looked inside the room. My jaw fell immediatly.
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