She Is Home To You, But Everything To Me

Chapter 17

*Raven's POV*

"You ready?" Marissa asked.

I smiled under my mask and nodded.

We had been performing at small places lately.

I've enjoyed every second of it.

I didn't know screaming felt so good.

When I first walked into that stage, I felt nervous.

But the crowd loved me. They loved the way I screamed and bounced around the stage.

Every song I played was towards Corey.

I showed him my pain and my anger.

I know he knows that I preform because someone's always recording me and posting it.

At least, I hope he sees it.

Unless he's way too busy gawking over his baby Stephanie's gonna have.

I hate that name.

Stephanie. Everytime I hear that name I clenched my fists and grit my teeth.

I hate her.

She thought I'd be okay with her moving in.

Nope.

I was mad when Corey said she was moving in. But when she said she was pregnant, I was pissed.

She took the only person who fully cared away from me.

I'll never forgive her for that.

"C'mon. The fans are waiting for us." Marissa said.

We walked out from behind the curtains. The crowd cheered even louder.

I always felt nervous before I sang.

I would always wonder if Corey was somehow watching.

It's stupid, I know.

But I always hope that he is.

I felt my heart beat a little faster as I walked towards the mic.

"You'll do great." Marissa said from beside me.

I took the mic off the stand and signaled the tech person to start the music.

I looked over at Marissa, who had her base all set up.

Once I heard the music start, adrenaline began working through my body.

The setlist started off Prelude 3.0.

Then it went right to:

My plague

Everything Ends

The Nameless

Dead Memories

Wait and Bleed

Scissors (Everyone was freaked out after I was finished)

(Sic)

And then I made my favorite song, Vermilion pt. 2.

The song Corey played for me at the concert, when he saved me, and at random times when I wanted to hear it.

But when he met Stephanie, he stopped playing the song for me.

"You're my Vermilion." He once said to me.

I didn't know what he meant. But I do now.

Near the end of the song he says 'She isn't real, I can't make her real.'

I don't exist to him.

I'm not real.

All I want right now, is for him to hear me play this song.

I just want him to care.

Just this once.