Angels ( A Black Veil Brides Story)

We are the fallen angels

Ashley’s P.O.V

“Can’t bring who to life?” Andy asked with his best calm-down-I’ll-fix-this-voice. Charlie didn’t calm down.

“MIKE! He’s started taking some drugs and they want me to talk to him but I can’t reach him which means he’s really taking those drugs and it’s my fault ‘cause I left him alone and…” Andy pushed her against himself to shut her mouth. She cried again. Poor girl, felt like everything was always her fault. But Mike… He wasn’t that kinda guy. He was a good one. I couldn’t believe he’d do this to Charlie.

“Give me your phone”, I said and she pulled away from Andy to give me her phone. I put her number as unknown and chose Mike’s number. Andy set her on the couch and everyone rushed over to help her.  Aurélie was quickest. She hugged Charlie and whispered something in her ear. Charlie sniffered and leaned against Aurélie.

Mike answered in Finnish, I didn’t understand a word, but he didn’t sound like a junkie at all.

“Errh, hey Mike, it’s Ashley. Charlie couldn’t reach you so I decided to try… How’s it going?”

“OOOH, hey Ash! I’m fine, just came from the training. What do you mean  she couldn’t reach me?”

“She tried calling you, but you didn’t pick up, and she’s a bit worried.”

“Oh no, grandma called her right? She’s still making plans. This time I think she wants to say that I’m on drugs or something. Could you please give to Charlie? I have to tell her it’s not true!” I handed the phone over to Charlie, and she took it, looking suspicious though.

Slowly a smile started growing on her face, and everyone around sighed relieved. Mike wasn’t on drugs, Charlie wouldn’t go to Finland and everything was fine. Charlie hung up and hugged Aurélie.

“Grandma’s being a bitch. Let’s play something!” she said.

“But you always win!” CC complained, but the girls just laughed. She had won anyway. She always won. No matter the topic was. Everybody always did what she wanted anyway, even if they tried to protest.

So 

we played poker. After a while everyone but Charlie and Aurélie was out of the game. They played, and played and played, and finally Aurélie won. Charlie hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. Aurélie said something like “Thanks, mom!” but I’m not really sure. It would’ve been weird, ‘cause Aurélie looked older than Charlie. She always had really mature outfits and everything was well chosen, and Charlie just grabbed something, and then either cut, ripped, bound or just wore it the way it was. Sometimes she borrowed our jackets or T-Shirts. She didn’t really look like someone would call her mom.

Sammi, Charlie, Aurélie, Juliet and Ella threw us out of the upper floor, since they wanted to have a girls’ moment. Soon I heard loud laughter, and screams. Girls’ night in.

Charlie’s P.O.V

We made massages, and painted each other’s nails. Juliet did me those AWESOME Batman-nails. Also, we braided each other’s hair. Now we all looked kinda weird, everyone had some small braids on her head and it looked funny. Then everyone was having a different face mask, one was grey, the other one was pink, or blue or yellow. Then we went downstairs and chose a movie (Bridesmaids) and got the guys around us. They stared at us for a while, but then they sat down on the floor (The couch was taken over by masked ladies). They didn’t really get the movie, but we did.

Later, we went to wash off the masks, and it felt SO GOOD. Someone found beer in the fridge, and I went to take some for all of us. Aurélie didn’t drink more than one, but I drank fast, so it became at least three where the others were just starting their second. The guys didn’t mind me drinking. They said that it was my decision, and I should take care of it myself.

So I drank five beers, became a bit drunk, but not in a bad way. I was still thinking clearly. About 3am, everyone fell asleep on the couch. I went outside since it was a nice starry night. I looked at the stars, and remembered my former life.

I didn’t feel bad about myself and Mike anymore. Of course I missed him, but I had got over the thing with our parents. Mainly, I was over everything I had ever felt bad about. I didn’t have scars of my life. I didn’t feel outcast anymore. I was free from everything that had ever held me down. I was young and wild and free.

Then, like some sign “Fallen Angels” started ringing inside my head. I started singing it, into the night, and I looked up to heaven. There, somewhere up there was my little angel, and one day I would be there, someone else’s little angel, and I would look down to them, and smile and cry with them. I was Andy’s, Ashley’s, Jake’s, Jinxx’s and CC’s little angel. And they were mine.

Finally I let go of my past, and stepped into the future. I smiled to the darkness, and it felt like Helena would smile at me from heaven. Like she was proud of me.

We scream,

we shout.

We are the fallen angels.

We scream,

we shout,

woah oh oh.

To those who sing alone,

no need to feel this sorrow.

We scream,

we shout.

We are the fallen angels.