tangled in the great escape. (pierce the veil)
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  • Parts 33
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  • Reads 16,882
  • Votes 424
  • Parts 33
  • Time 1h 39m
Ongoing, First published Feb 27, 2014
Iris Fuentes..yes as in vic fuentes daughter. cool right? iris loves her dad but it's not all happy rainbows and shit her mom died when she was 5 and shes been going through Hell ever since. her dad and the rest of the band think she's happy but on the inside she's secretly dying. will she hold on to her life or let go?
*trigger warning*
(I wrote this in my 'I wanna be scene' phase so there's a lOt of cringy shit that makes me shudder but I'm too lazy to edit it and take out all the offensive shit. Don't judge me for this because I promise I'm definitely not the same person????)
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Hold On Till May For Me (PTV FANFICTION)

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I waited by the window watching for the headlights of a car pull in the drive. They finally shone in the window pane, I sighed and hopped down off my windowsill. I heard the front door shuffle open and feet stumble through the door. My heart began beating faster with every step that the drunk bastard made. "Where are you, you fat bitch? Get down here now! I aint gonna fucking wait for you, sleaze ass." My cheeks burned red. I wanted to jump out of the window and fall to my death. Tears rolled down my face as my father kept calling me names. I heard footsteps pounding and shuffling up the stairs.I opened the window and sat on the sill. I let my feet and legs dangle over the side, I looked down at the ground. The drop would be long but not fatal, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. "One...two-" Hi my name is Lena Decker I am an 18 year old girl. My mother died a few years ago, my dad became a junkie and also became extremely abusive. I meet someone very special. Read on to learn.