Poptart-Princess

Andy's POV *time laps* I sat on the bed and looked down at the floor. I was only wearing my batman boxers. Ireally didn't wanted to do it, but I needed to do it and here I am, sitting on the bed only wearing my boxers. Juliet sad behind me and rubbed circles on my back. Unpleasant? yes. But if I walked away she would call my parents and them I'm dead. Maybe I just should do it? If I'm going to die I hope you will come to my funeral. There was an awkward silence until Juliet broke it. 'Stand up Andy' 'why?' 'I want to take your boxers off' 'no you don't want to' I snarled at her. She dare to take them off! I'm not going to fuck her

Vixx's P.O.V On my way to college I stopped to stare at our town's local forum. I stared at the run down building and sighed, it had once been one of the more beautiful buildings in our town, filled with memory's of all the shows my friends and I had been to their together. It was not abandoned, as it appearances showed, it was just badly managed with only a few major events through the year. As I looked through the windows and towards the badly displayed events board, a poster with a cast of familiar faces caught my attention. UI was staring at a Black Veil Brides tour poster and the town about five dates down was our town. Our town! How co

Chapter Six: Cry of the Wild I trudged along after Alex, the pep in my step had left me long ago. There was nothing left for me to look forward to day after day, not ever since Jake had left for England. He had been gone for two weeks now and with the constant pressure of figuring out new building models, going out with Alex for good looks and well...the rest of what my horrible life consisted of I had no energy left, no drive, no desire to even live. "Make sure you straighten up Starr. I don't need you to look bad in front of the boss, you know he doesn't like that." I looked up at him. He wasn't looking at me, just straight ahead at the

For the next few days, James pretty much ignored her. She was downstairs one morning, making breakfast for him. It had been gloomy the past few days, but this morning it was bright and sunny. She called his name for his breakfast was finished. He stumbled into the kitchen and plopped himself up at the table. She laid down the plate in front of him. "Thanks," he mumbled. She simply nodded and sat across from him, shaking/ They hadn't really talked since her mother's death. He had slapped her a few times, but she was still scared. She was too scared to ask for anything. "You're going to have to do some errands today," he said quietly. "I w