"What's going on here?"
"I think its time you all knew."
"Knew what?"
"My story. At the age of about 12ish i discovered what i really wanted. Not to be a girly girl like my so called sister, but to be the lead singer of my own band one day. I started listening to rock and wearing black. That's when the abuse started. I've dealt with it for a little over five years now."
It felt so good to get it off my chest.
Ashton just looked at me. He walked over and pulled me into a huge bear hug. I started crying again. Its just so hard to think about. I just sat on the couch in between Mikey and Ash. They put in Frozen and i fell asleep about halfway through.
Sorry for the short sucky chapter. My friend is bugging me to update so HERE IT IS. HAPPY?
Grrrrrrr.
-Ashton's Bandana
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The One Who Heals Me
FanfictionDelilah Mae Johnson. Long sleeves and jeans hide the scars and bruises. Then she meets her savior, her Prince Charming, her key out of the abuse. And he happens to be a famous punk rocker
