The Only Exception.

"You can't just do this to me Toby" Marvelle begged Toby over the phone.

"I'm sorry Elle, but that's what the rest of the band wants." he replied.

"But why now? why now when everything's doing so well for us?" she asked, finally breaking down into tears and sinking down to her knees.

"I'm really sorry Elle. But I think they're right. It's better to end this now." he replied calmly, he knows how much this band means to Marvelle, and it kills him to know that she's dying a little bit more inside.

"You don't understand Toby. This band is my life. Without you guys I'm nothing."

Band Of Misfits. That was her band. For 7 years, this band became her life. And it being quite popular in the indie music scene is not the only reason she's desperately saving it. Marvelle wants to save her band like it saved her life.

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Growing up wasn't really easy for Marvelle. She was bullied a lot in school. They call her names and make her life miserable. As a result, she didn't really speak much and she didn't really have any friends but her big brother Jeremy.

Things got a little bit better for Marvelle around 2002, when a cute little redhead girl moved in to the house next to theirs.

It was a sunny late afternoon in Franklin, Tenessee, Marvelle was sitting out on their front porch, just doodling stuff on her sketch pad, when,

"Hi!! My name's Hayley, Hayley Williams my mom and I will be your new neighbor" the girl said.

Marvelle looked up, quite shocked, "Hi." she shyly replied.

"What's your name?" asked Hayley, sitting next to her.

"Marvelle. My name's Marvelle Davis."

"Nice name Marvelle. And cool drawing." said Hayley,

Marvelle shyly smiled, "Thanks."

"Hey Marvelle, can we be friends?"

Marvelle looked at her in complete shock at first. No one's ever wanted to be friends with her before. "Ok."

Hayley smiled. "Cool."

And ever since that day, they've been the best of friends.

Around 2004, her brother Jeremy, Hayley and the Farro brothers, Zac and Josh decided to make a band and call it Paramore. At first they asked Marvelle to join in too, since she can sing and play a lot of musical instruments. But she refused. She said music was nothing but a hobby for her.

A year later, Paramore released an album and went on tour. She wanted to come along but, her parents didn't let her because of her school. So she was left all alone. And school is still making her life pretty much like a living hell.

She just isolated herself from everybody, speaking to no one and staying as far as she can to everyone eles.

But that changed when Kenneth Jones, the school's most popular jock came by her locker one day,

"Hi. Marvelle right?" he said.

Marvelle looked at him in complete shock, "Uh. Yeah."

Kenneth smiled. "So Marvelle, I was wondering, if you're busy after school."

"What?" she asked, completely confused.

Kenneth chuckled. "I'm asking if you want to go out with me after school."

"Out? Like in a date?" she asked in disbelief, she's never been out in a date with anyone eles before, I mean she bearly had any friends.

"Exactly. A date. So?"

"Um. Ok."

Kenneth smiled and kissed her on her cheek, "Great. See you after school."

They went out on a couple more dates after that. And for the first time, she was in love. She was so head over heels over this boy that she eventually lost her virginity to him. Which was a mistake that she regretted for the rest of her life.

Because later on, she found out that Kenneth was only using her. And that he only went out with her because of a bet he had with his friends and that she was nothing more but a piece of their stupid game.

Marvelle was devastated. She felt so used and unloved. She felt so alone and depressed. And she swore that she will never love any boy in her life ever again. Cause she knows they are not worth all the risk and the pain.

And after that she never really loved anybody eles. Not even herself.

One late afternoon, after a long and fucked up day in school, she comes home to an empty house. Her parents was still at work and Jeremy was still on tour and won't be back till the next day. So she went straight to her room and locked herself.

She decided to take a shower, so she enters her bathroom and started stripping down before entering the shower.

She lets the water fall down and rinse her body. She closed her eyes to relax, when,

A flashback from the night she spent with Kenneth. In his house. All alone. And he was touching her. Played through her head.

She opened her eyes. Breathing heavily and completely terrified. She quickly stepped out of the shower, shaking and dripping wet.

She holds on to the side of the sink to steady herself. She looked up to the mirror and she felt disgusted at the sight of her reflection.

She felt unwanted. used. unloved. alone. worthless. broken.

"Maybe they're right. Maybe I am just a pathetic, worthless loser." she thought to herself.

And suddenly she was angry. She was angry at the world. At the people. At herself. She was so angry that she punched the mirror so hard that it broke into a million pieces. And after a while, her right knuckle started bleeding. It was painful, but it felt good. It felt releasing.

Her eyes widened when she spotted a razor blade lying on the sink. She grabs it and gently presses it on her left wrist. And with shaking hands, she started cutting. The pain made her wince. But she just couldn't stop. So she just kept cutting. She passes the blade to her other hand and started cutting her other wrist. A lot of blood started oozing out from both of her wrists.

And after a while, she dropped the blade, and sat down on the floor, starting to feel a little light headed and weaker. She closes her eyes and there was nothing but pitch black darkness.