I wake up to no music, no noise, not even my own breath. I look around seeing I wasn't in my hotel room. I see a person walk in wearing a black mask, black pants, black everything.
"H-Hello?" I say as the man walks towards me. "Who are you?" I say as the man takes of the mask to revel Matthew. He had a knife in his hand.
He walks closer before stabbing me in my chest making me scream out.
I wake up to see I was covered in sweat and breathing heavily. And Taylor and Shawn both running towards me. "Are you okay?" Shawn asks me laying down next to me.
"I-I had a night terror, that's all" I say laying back down staring at the ceiling. "If you need anything just call me" Shawn says as they both walk out.
I couldn't fall asleep for the rest of the night, not with the though of Matt killing me in my mind. I stand up and see it is 6:00 am.
I take a quick shower and get dressed in black skinny jeans, Green Day muscle tee, and some converse.
I walk out of the room to hear crying, coming from a Guy. I look around and see at the end of the hall there's a crying Nash Grier.
"N-Nash? What's wrong?" I say running to him. He removes his hands from his face to show bruises on his arms and face.
I gasp "What happened!" I say examining the bruises. "C-cameron he-e" is all he says before breaking out into tears again.
"What did he do?" I ask grabbing his hand. "He beat me up, and no he wasn't drunk." He says as I start to get angry "Tell me the whole story" I say as he takes a deep breath. "It all started when..."
[Flash Back-Nash's POV]
I sat in Cameron and I's hotel room checking Twitter and following some fans when Cameron barges through the door.
"What's up!" I yell chuckling at the end. "Shut the fuck up" he says throwing his phone at me. I gasp at his attitude.
"Cameron I-" is all I say before I feel a fist his my face. I stare at him be founded. "Are you drunk?" I ask holding back my tears as I hold my cheek.
"No!" He yells grabbing my collar and slams me up against the wall. "What's wrong?" I yell looking into Cams eyes.
"Shut up!" He screams at me throwing many more punches leaving me in a mess of pain. "Cameron!" I cry out in tears.
He drops me to the ground and I groan in pain. I run out to the end of the hall in a mess of bruises, pain, and tears.
"N-Nash? What's wrong?" I hear a female voice say as I look up to see Olivia running towards me.
[Present: Olivia's POV]
"That's horrible! I'll be right back!" I say running into Cameron's room to see Cam curled up in the corner of the room crying.
He was hugging his knees rocking back and forth muttering words. "Cam" I say quietly as his head shoots up. "Olivia!" He yells engulfing me in a hug.
"I-I can't believe I hurt my best friend" he says not letting go of the hug. I pull Away, "come see what you did!" I yell as he follows me to the end of the hall.
I hear Cam gasp as he slowly walks toward Nash. "I did this to you?" he asks as Nash nods.
Seeing these two cry makes me cry. I run off to my room in a ball of tears. Why am I the one who has the pain in both my heart and blood?
I lean my head Against the wall and bang my fist harshly to get rid of my anger. I hear someone barge in and see Taylor standing there with worried eyes.
"It's N-nothing" I say falling onto my bed. I sigh as he walk out shrugging.
*
I wake up and see it is 10:00, I guess I slept for a bit. I stand up and brush my hair and all that keeping the same outfit from before.
I walk down to the lobby after grabbing my phone. I see Nash looking better as the swelling had reduced, he looked almost normal.
We had an event today. I was not excited, with all the drama I wanted to die.
We walk out to the limo and hop in. I sit by Taylor and Mahogany. The drive was only about 10 minutes.
We get out and run back stage setting up. Mahogany was doing microphone and equipment sets. I was doing some vocals with Shawn getting ready for another song I wrote, I was nervous since I am the only one who knows about the song.
We finish and we doing out normal name calling fan screaming thing. I sit down by Carter smiling at some girls.
*
Some time had passed before it was time to sing. I was up first, I walk up to the microphone. "This song had never been shared with anyone and took a while to write, I hope you like it." I take a deep breath.
"It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street.
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,
And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday.
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.
Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.
Yeah (Yeah)
And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin"
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before,
after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.
There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.
Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses
And sleeping with the roaches and they taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things." I finish singing as a lot of people were cheering but some like 16 year old girls were yawning like idiots.
This song was just a random song I wrote, there wasn't really such a meaning behind it. I walk back to see Taylor walking up. I looked at his confused.
"Coming up slowly, oh, sun over the hill
Daylight still a long time coming
But I know it will
Been under their spell, oh, but we're coming awake
So we'll be rude, we'll be loud
As long as it takes
This is why, this is why,
we crank the dial to the right
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right" Isn't this the song he was singing last night? Did he stay up writing it?
"We keep cracking the music up
Driving through our towns
But they don't wanna hear
They want us to turn it down
So come on lovers, come on haters
Tonight we raise the fire
Cause when the people get to dancing
They forget about taking sides
This is why, this is why,
we crank the dial to the right
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
(For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction)
We're coming awake, out of your spell,
As long as it takes, we're coming awake
We're coming awake, out of your spell,
As long as it takes, we're coming awake
This is why, this is why,
we crank the dial to the right
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
This is why, this is why, we turn it up all night
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right
Different colors
We carry each other
We're just different colors
This is why we're biting the bullet
We know the kids are right" he finishes smiling at me. I clap for him.
The rest of The event happens you know people falling (Cam) People not able to sing (Cam) People failing at all things (Cam)
*
We arrived back to the hotel and Jack G pulls me into his room leaving me be founded. "Don't think just because all the other guys say they love you and your there friend doesn't mean it's true" he whispers slapping me really hard.
I try kicking him but he had me pinned up against the wall. He pushes me onto a chair and tapes my mouth shut, tied me feet and arms together. "There's no escape sweetie" he smirks as he punches me.
After a while of beating me up he pushes me into a closet. "Make a sound and your dead" is all he says and the last thing I see as Cameron walking in laughing.
*
I sat in the closet listening to their conversation. They were laughing as I sat in here not able to move. Sooner or later I fell asleep.
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ALL CREDIT TO WALK THE MOON AND PANIC! AT THE DISCO FOR SONGS.
This took like 5 hours to write...