2.Let It Bleed

This poison's my intoxication, I break the needle off in my skin, pick the scabs and pick the bleeding and assume that it was all in vain...

When Nia arrived in her dorm room, her room mate was in there with her boyfriend, and weren't even phased by Nia's storming in, her pulling off of her blades and throwing her chucks, grabbing her black flip-flops, and storming right back out slamming the door after grabbing her Tinker Bell purse. She stopped in the nearest bathroom and washed her face with cold water so that it wouldn't look like she was crying, then applied her make-up very simply and walked out acting like nothing had happened.

Nia was taking advanced horseback riding lessons at Eden Hall, so she decided that she would go and take her horse out for a ride around the campus to try and find some enjoyment out of it.

The stables were empty of people when she went to retrieve her beautiful chestnut thurough bred racing horse, that her step-dad bought to buy her off when she was little. She had a few ribbons and trophies for the barrel races on her chestnut mare, Lily. She walked down to Lily's stable, her step-dad paid someone to come and take care of Lily so that Nia could concentrait on her studies.

"Hey, Lily. Hey old girl. How's it goin', pretty?" Nia said in a soothing voice as she opened Lily's stall door. "Come on, Lily. You wanna go for an evening ride like we used to, old girl? Come on, baby." She said leading Lily out of her stall and brushing her back before putting the blanket on her back. She hummed an old tune as she put Lily's saddle on her. "Alright, old girl, let's do this."

Nia climbed up into the saddle and took Lily's reigns into her hands and eased her out of the barn. She walked Lily around for a while before setting off at a trot to nowhere in particular, just cruising the campus. This ride caused Nia to be in a better mood, when she returned Lily to her stall as night was falling.

...The fire department couldn't drown the city. They didn't even try to wash it clean. And what , did you think that I was sober, from the edge 'cause I'm on fucking fire. Poisonious scabs that's never healing, I can't believe that I've kept it clean. The most that I could do for you is keep on lying...

There was one person in the stables when Nia brought Lily back. Hey was a tall lanky guy wearing a cowboy hat. Nia had seen him around school with a bunch of people. 'Must be nice to have friends.' she thought to herself as she got out of the saddle and started to undo it. The boy came over to her.

"Excuse me, but would you like me ta do that for ya?" he asked with an accent worthy of his appearel.

"No, thank you. While my step-dad will trust someone with my horse, I don't. She's too precious for just anyone to handle her. I'm sorry, but she's the only thing that makes me happy. I hate it here, and she's my only friend." she said brushing her after removing the saddle and blanket.

"It's alright. I understand. Back home I wouldn't let no one or nuthin take care of my horse. He's a beautiful rodeo horse." he said smiling a knowing smile.

"So's Lily. I race her in the barrel races, or at least I used to. Don't do much of anything now. Not since he decided that he didn't want a daughter, he wanted a son, so Mom went along with it for sending me and Lily to this god forsaken school." Nia lead Lily into her stall, gave her a sugar cube, filled her little food bucket, and promptly turned on heel to leave after shutting the stall door. As she was leaving the boy stopped her as she was walking past him.

"By the way, my name's Dwayne. Dwayne Robertson." he said extending his hand in a gentlemanly way.

"Nia." she said putting her hand in his as he brought it up to his lips and kissed her hand. She was puzzled and confused by his actions. She just turned and left, turning her ipod on so that it was blaring My Chemical Romance.

She had found a nice little spot to sit at night to watch the stars at the beginning of the school year. As she gazed up at the stars, she was thinking about herself and the matching fairie tattoos that her two closest friends and her had gotten for colorguard. She pulled her arm guard and wrist band off to look at the tattoos. She was only seventeen, but had gotten her friend, who was eighteen, to sign for her. Her mom and step-dad didn't care about her at all. They didn't even say anything when she came home sporting them. She looked back up at the stars as a shooting star went through the sky, she closed her eyes. 'I wish that I could have friends here.' Her cell phone rang, so she answered it. To her surprise it was Bryce.

"Hello?" she asked stiffly.

"Hey, Babe. What's up?" Bryce's voice asked tentatively from the other line.

"You know, the usual. A shitty day, especially when I got your text, Bryce."

"I'm sorry, okay? You know that I wouldn't have done it without being forced to."

"What are you saying?" she asked not believing his story for a second.

"Your step-dad told me, Nikki, and Courtney not to contact you at all and then made me text you to break up with you. I need to get you out of that school so that we can get you away from him. You kn-" he started.

"And what can you do?!" she demanded cutting him off. "You're just an over sexed teenaged boy. Who obviously doesn't give a shit about me, because if you did then you wouldn't have let my step-dad push you around."

"But Nia-"

"Don't you 'But, Nia' me, Bryce. Don't you even try to give some lame excuse as to why you did what you did. Don't even call me anymore, Bryce! I don't need you making things more complicated than they already are!" she yelled into the phone, then hung up on him.

There were a few people that she pushed past that had heard her yelling, ignoring them as she headed up to her dorm. When she opened the door, her room mate and her boyfriend had left, probably had left to his apartment. 'Can't they just always go there?'

Nia bitterly threw off her clothes and took a long, hot shower. She just stood there, letting the water wash away the day and all of her mild problems.

...Let it bleed. Damn the rest for what it's worth whoa. Watch the fire, fill your lungs with soul for the last time. If you feel like dieing you might wanna sing.

Yeah, that's chapter two, and things are going horrible for Nia. Will they ever look up again? I DO NOT own Mighty Ducks, just the characters that you don't know. I DO NOT own "Let it Bleed", The Used does. PLEASE RATE! puppy dog eyes