Categories > Celebrities > Panic! At The Disco > It's Not That Complicated
I really should update this more ¬_¬ I'm just stupid....
anyways, i hope you like it if anyone is actually reading this...
xoxo
Nikki
Shadow's POV
I stared at my reflection, choking back tears as I chewed my nails. I bit my lips as someone knocked on the bathroom door.
“Shade… I know you’re in there” Brendon sighed.
“Fuck off” I screamed. I could hear him trying to unlock the door.
“Shadow… keep this up and you’ll die… you haven’t eaten for weeks…” he sighed, concerned.
“If I die, you’ll all be happy. You won’t remember me…” I told him.
“Fucking hell, Bella Kaiyla Lila Isla Urie!” Brendon yelled. I sighed deeply.
“How DARE you call me that!” I screamed, opening the door and glaring at him.
“Shade… Let us help you...” he sighed.
“I don’t need help!” I yelled, leaving the apartments. I didn’t know where I was going. It was dark and cold and my choice of clothing wasn’t helping much. I was wearing a think red shirt and a black skirt with my black converse. I wanted to feel pretty… I wanted to feel wanted. To feel needed, in fact. I glanced back. Daeo, Ryan and Brendon were running after me. I sprinted down the street. I heard a crash from behind me.
“Daeo!” Brendon yelled. I turned on my heels. Daeo was lying in the middle of the road, a pool of blood surrounding him. The car that had hit him looked a mess too…
“This is all my fault…” I sobbed.
anyways, i hope you like it if anyone is actually reading this...
xoxo
Nikki
Shadow's POV
I stared at my reflection, choking back tears as I chewed my nails. I bit my lips as someone knocked on the bathroom door.
“Shade… I know you’re in there” Brendon sighed.
“Fuck off” I screamed. I could hear him trying to unlock the door.
“Shadow… keep this up and you’ll die… you haven’t eaten for weeks…” he sighed, concerned.
“If I die, you’ll all be happy. You won’t remember me…” I told him.
“Fucking hell, Bella Kaiyla Lila Isla Urie!” Brendon yelled. I sighed deeply.
“How DARE you call me that!” I screamed, opening the door and glaring at him.
“Shade… Let us help you...” he sighed.
“I don’t need help!” I yelled, leaving the apartments. I didn’t know where I was going. It was dark and cold and my choice of clothing wasn’t helping much. I was wearing a think red shirt and a black skirt with my black converse. I wanted to feel pretty… I wanted to feel wanted. To feel needed, in fact. I glanced back. Daeo, Ryan and Brendon were running after me. I sprinted down the street. I heard a crash from behind me.
“Daeo!” Brendon yelled. I turned on my heels. Daeo was lying in the middle of the road, a pool of blood surrounding him. The car that had hit him looked a mess too…
“This is all my fault…” I sobbed.
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