So uhm Hi

This is my third fanfiction.

And uhm. I really dunno what to say.

I don't know anything about CCs parents so I made up names and personalities. Bear with me and don't hate xD

Disclaimer: I don't own Black Veil Brides(I wish I did tho.)

ROXXII AND DEUCALION ARE MY CHARACTERS

My name is Roxxii, my last name is unknown. I'm an orphan. Apparently I wasn't wanted by my parents. Story of my life.

Life sucked here at the orphanage. I can't be released until I'm 18. I'm only 16.

One time I dyed my hair red and they shaved it off. Now its back to natural blonde. I didn't care though. Today was my birthday, i was turning 16. I was in the process of dying my hair again as a present to myself.

I managed to sneak some dye in I was dying my bangs black and white, the top layer of my hair rainbow and the rest hot pink.

Miss Gertrude was going to flip. I smiled at the thought of it.

"Roxxii i have to fucking pee hurry up" i heard deuce grumble from the other side of the door. "by the way, Happy Birthday bitch."

I giggled at his raspy/sleepy voice. Deucalion was my best friend. Well... we've kissed a few times. Well. Maybe more. Like. Maybe allot. I dunno bro. I have no clue what we are. We act like a couple. But we're not. I guess we're just all each other has...

Anyways. I straightened out my now dye stained shirt and shorts.

"Yeah come in Deuce, I'm done anyways." I started washing my hands.

Deuce came in, then looked at my hair. "What's with your hair? Miss Gertrude is going to shave your head again."

"Psh. I'll knock her upside her head." I smiled at the thought of her being hit upside her head.

Deuce laughed "So why the colorful hair?"

"Cause I can." I ended with a smile. I started to play music from my phone.

Deuce looked up at me and not recognizing the band he said, "let me guess, black veil brides."

"Yes sir!"

"Ew. Their music sucks. Pierce the Veil and Sleeping With Sirens is better than their faggot music." he grumbled

"If you ever call them faggots again and I will cut you." I said on a serious note.

He just laughed at me "Haha okay sure- BLACK VEIL BRIDES ARE FAGGOTS" he screamed at me.

I ended up chasing him around the room. I heard Miss. Gertrude stomp into our room.

"SHUT UP YOU TWO. YOU'RE TOO LOUD" she yelled at the two of us.

I put the hood of my hoodie over my head quickly to hide my hair. Luckily she didn't notice my hair.

"Yes miss Gertrude." Deuce and I said in unison.

It was time for breakfast. I put my hair up in a bun. Then I put on a beanie and tucked in all of my hair.

Deuce and i ran down the stairs, in our usual race, to the mess hall. It was only 7:15 so we were early. We had runny eggs, un toasted toast and chunky milk. The nasty usual. I ate my bread and drank my milk (even though it should be classified as yogurt)l but left the eggs. Then as usual Deuce ate everything on his plate as well as my eggs.

After that it was time for school. But we didn't get to be normal and go to a regular school. No we went to the top floor of the orphanage.

As we walked up the last few steps Deuce turned to me "Roxxii u wanna sneak out?"

I smiled and nodded at him.

We snuck down the stairs, and into our room. We shared a room because we were the oldest there.

Deuce smiled at me "Hey Roxxii, put on a bathing suit we're gonna go to the beach."

I squealed in joy. I had never been to the beach.

I changed into my pink bikini. I put on my sandals, black shorts, and a black hoodie, no shirt, i just zipped up the hoodie. Deuce just put on his converse, swim trunks, and a t-shirt.

After we were done we tiptoed past miss Gertrude's office and out of the building. Today was gonna be a blast.

We started running down the street like idiots. After a while we stopped and walked the rest of the way to the beach.

Once we were there we got ice-cream. I had only had it once before. It was a vague memory. I think I was a toddler... i pushed the memory aside and walked with deuce along the beach.

I had never been to the beach before it was so beautiful. Deuce and I sat on the sand, a yard or so away from the water. After we finished our ice-cream we sat there for a minute.

Deucalion took off his shoes and shirt. "Roxxii wanna come in?"

I nodded. I kicked off my sandals then took of my shorts and hoodie. As we walked the short distance to the water I noticed a few scars on Deucalion's back and stomach. Now that i thought about it i had never seen him without a shirt.

He must have noticed my staring because he sighed and said "You're looking at my scars huh Roxxi..."

I shyly nodded.

"And I'll bet you wanna know what happened" he sounded insecure.

"If you don't want to talk about it then you don't have to Deuce."

"No its okay" he sighed again and hesitantly started his story "My mom was a prostitute and I was the result of a broken condom. My mom kept me not having the money for an abortion and being too stupid for adoption. When I was about five there was this one man, i think her boyfriend, who would beat me while she sat there and got high, or drunk, sometimes both. This went on for a year or so. Some of the scars are the results of me falling on stuff. Then after that she allowed various men she hooked up with to beat me as well. That went on until one day when I was about 8 or 9. I had enough, i ran away, found the orphanage and here I am."

I saw a few tears run down his cheeks and felt tears welling in my eyes. I leaned forward and embraced him in a hug. I looked up at him and he gave me a half smile. Then we locked lips.

I loved the feeling of his lips against mine.

He licked my bottom lip, i granted him access by parting my lips. I felt his tongue explore the inside of my mouth. I wished we could have stayed like that forever but he pulled away.

"Are we gonna spend all day kissing or have fun?" He said with a mocking smile.

I whispered under my breath "kissing is fun."

"What's that roxxii?" He asked even though he knew what I said.

"Nothing" i mumbled. That's when he pushed me in the water.

I squealed as i felt the freezing cold wave of water rush over my head. I jumped up and grabbed Deucalion's arm like a scared child. I looked up at him laughing his ass off.

I smacked his arm "that's not nice!" I squealed.

"When have I ever been nice Roxxi"

"Never." I grumbled

"Exactly." He smiled and held my hand as we went into the freezing water. It was so amazing.

We waded into the deeper part of the water and a wave crashed over our heads. When we came up we started laughing.

I noticed him staring at my eyes. He always stared at my eyes. Deuce always loved them.

Just as I always did i asked "Why are you staring?" I hated my eyes. The right eye was lavender, and the left was gray. They were weird. People always made fun of me because of my eyes. That's why I hated them so much.

He smiled and said what he always did, "Your perfectly gorgeous eyes

We spent the rest of the day at the beach in the water.

When it was time to go we started back to the orphanage. We walked up this hill and had a conversation about superheroes.

"Bitch please superman is batter." he proclaimed

"No way. It's all about batman."

He stopped walking, turned towards me and looked me dead in the eye. I gave him a questioning look as he said in a deep voice "I'M BATMAN." then ran away like an insane child.

I chased him down an alley. When i caught up to him i jumped on his back. Then him being an idiot he fell so we ended up laying on the ground. We both started to laugh. Then I noticed the sound of a puppy whimpering. Confused we stopped laughing.

"Deuce do you hear that?" I asked looking around.

He nodded.

We followed the sound to a dumpster. When we opened it we found a box with two fluffy puppies. I picked them up, they must have just been left there because they were clean and healthy.

"Deuce. You realize these puppies are coming with us right."

Deuce gave me a warm smile and said "Yeah i know."

We continued walking back to the orphanage. Once we were there we stealthily went straight to our room. I emptied out the bottom drawer or my dresser and put in a blanket. That would be the puppies bed.

Later on I looked up the breeds and found one was a Tibetan mastiff, and the other a Leon Berger. Apparently they were going to be huge when they grew up.

There was a knock at the door. "Come upstairs, there's important news." Miss Gertrude yelled through the door. We heard her march upstairs.

I put the puppies in their drawer/bed then Deuce and I left the room in the basement and went upstairs. We went into the mess hall, it was the only place big enough for all the orphanage kids.

Miss. Gertrude spoke loudly so everyone heard her. "I'm retiring." This caught everyone's attention, "and they're tearing down the orphanage." This definitely caught my attention. "Everyone will go to a foster family, some of you will be in a nicely sized 'family' some will be with one or two foster parents, some will be in a group foster home. Oh and you will be leaving tomorrow afternoon." Everybody wanted to be in a nicely sized 'family' or with one or two foster parents, but that wasn't up to us.

She posted the lists of our foster parents names and living arrangements. Deuce and I prayed to be in the same home.

When we finally got to the front of the lines we searched for his name first. He was in a foster group home. I hoped to be in the same one as him. We searched for my name. My stomach dropped when I found I was in a home with just myself and a woman named Patricia.