My Chemical Romance And One Direction... And Then There's Me

Chapter Five: Don't Cry Your Little Heart Out

I walked to my iPod and then pressed play, 'Na Na Na' came on and I turned it up before I fell onto my bed (I examined it before hand) I pulled my laptop out and typed my password in: OneDirectionIsAwesome1234

Because, no one will ever think that, would they? I hate them with a passion- a fire and knife type of passion... I wonder if Mikey would help me hide some bodies again- I mean, pfft, I haven't done anything bad... i'm joking by the way.

I have not killed any human or animal being yet.

I saw my private folder and clicked it, I put some head phones in and clicked my song I was working on.

The drums, guitar and the background music started, then I heard my voice.

"I wonder what it's like, to live like a normal child.

I have a childhood so peaceful and innocent,

but yet, I didn't have it"

I frowned, tweaking the background instrument's a bit and then re-listened to it again. Right, there we go. I saved it and then closed it and went on my secret Tumblr.... yeah, I have Tumblr, what of it?

So, I guess your a little bit confused... eh? I am a mute, yes, but because I choose to be, not that I have to be. I still talk (when no one's around or when i'm baby sitting Bandit), I talk- well, just... sing really.

I write song's, that I will never publish. So, yeah... i'm the singing mute. But I haven't done some new stuff since... two year's ago? I wonder if my voice box even still work's? I sat there....

No, I did it once, I don't need to do it again. I'm  not allowed to talk or I will be punished servery.

My hand absentmindedly moved to trace one of the scar's on my stomach, "Talon, you in there?" I shook my head and stood, logging out and turning off my computer.

I opened the door and saw Ray standing there, "Phew, hello Princess!" he hugs me.

Then he pulls back, "Come on! We have to start working on our song's" he roll's his eyes, I guess he does not like One Direction either.... that makes two of us.

I walked down and sat on the couch next to Dad, "Right, let's go-"

"So, Niall, have you written some thing's?" Harry cut's dad off.

"Some lyrics... yeah" he shyly pull's out a small note book and I reached down behind the couch cushion's and got mine out, Dad glances at it, but turned away without any question. No one know's what's in it- i'm a secretive person, okay?

I notice Harry, Louis and Zayn eye it and I narrowed my eyes at the before putting it down my shirt, "Right, here" Niall show's Liam.

"Can I look?" Dad ask's.

"Sure" Liam passes the book over and my band and I all leaned in and tried to read it.

".... I don't know what to say" Dad stare's at the lyrics in disgust- they're all about a girl. Honestly, a girl. No 'Don't kill yourself', 'Your strong, don't die on us tonight', it's all about getting laid.

"It's terrible" Ray say's bluntly and I snicker, Niall's face fall's and I pout at him, aww, someone had to say it. Got to tweak that EGO down buddy. 

"How is it terrible?!"

"You are singing about a girl... sleeping with her... that's it" Ray say's in disgust.

"And?"

"What's the meaning? Besides sleeping with a girl? No, don't kill yourself, don't self harm, hang in there it'll be okay, nothing?!"

"We don't write music like your's" Harry scoff's, that's what we're saying, genius. Your music choices- ugh, you might want to reevaluate them my friend.

"What about you, Talon, if we sang this to you, would you fall in love with us?" Louis asked me and everyone, including myself sent him a look of 'Why the fuck would you ask that?' to him.

I shook my head, "Why not?" I shrugged, before standing up and stretching, I feel like Nacho's.

I walked out of the lounge room and, ignoring their arguing, I started to make Nacho's.

Suddenly my mobile buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out and started to read it. 

I felt my blood go cold, my skin did too, my heart stopped, everything. Just. Stop.

I dropped my words, before letting out a scream, pushing myself against the friend in horror, the text repeating itself in my head, over and over again.

"TALON?!" I scooped my phone up, before pushing past everyone and running up the stairs, "TALON! COME BACK HERE!" dad yell's as I slam and lock the door, I then threw my phone away from myself and slid down the door, staring at the device that has ruined me in a second.

I buried my head in my hands and sobbed, this can't be happening. It can't be, it's the wrong number. It's got to be.

But yet... I know it isn't. He's coming for me. The text message swirled in my mind, making me cry silently in a ball,

To Miss abandoner, Ready Or Not, Here I Come.

And then he had attached a picture of me sitting outside of the building where I had a photo shoot... he's found me.

He's coming.

"Talon?! Open up!" I just want a giant hole to swallow me up... please.