HAPPY INTERNATIONAL BVB DAY!
That may not mean anything to some (maybe all) of you, but BVB is my favorite band and those five men are my saviors and I love them to no end. :') It's been almost 4 years since the day my ex best friend said to me, "I found this band that had a song talking about killing people with knives and pens." Of course, being the curious person I am, I looked up Knives and Pens by Black Veil Brides and fell in love with the band.
Knives and Pens is not about killing people with knives and pens. It's about the two choices that everyone comes to at one point in their life; a fork in the road. They're hurt and in pain and depressed and in need of something to make them feel better. They can either take the light path, or the dark path. The dark path is taking a blade to yourself or doing drugs or burning yourself. While the light path is taking all that pain and angst and turning it into something beautiful, whether you're singing, writing, drawing, or even dancing or sports; it can make you feel better. That's what that song means and it's beautiful.
So, I'm listening to each of the BVB albums from start to finish, which means that when I update, all the songs at the end of the chapters will be BVB. ;)
I'm so excited for BVB4 which will be coming out in October! I'm so happy! I think I'm going to cry...
Anyway, enough of my ranting (go check them out, I suggest starting with the Knives and Pens music video. The link is in my profile.)
Enjoy!
"Dad," Nathan spoke, peeking over the kitchen counter at the table.
"Yes, Nathan," Fabian murmured in acknowledgement, looking over some papers that held information on a museum he was going to curate for.
"My eye hurts," he said, reaching up to rub his left eye. "And my face feels funny."
"I know," his father sighed sympathetically. "I'm sorry."
"Hey, Fabian," Mara smiled, following Joy into the kitchen.
"Auntie Mara, my eye still hurts." Nathan whined.
"Mara, are you sure there's no treatment for his palsy?" Joy asked, kissing her son's forehead.
Mara shook her head. "Maybe if we had noticed it a few years ago, but…wait, why don't you take him to see Jerome? Chiropractic treatment might help, or make it bearable."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, remember when he fell down the stairs when he was three? Well, his spine might have shifted out of line, which sometimes causes the spine to pinch the nerves that are connected to his face. I suggest taking all of the kids to him actually."
"Is it that good?" Fabian smiled.
"Have you talked to Eddie recently? He loves it." she laughed.
Sighing, Michael ran a hand through his hair and stared at the page. His eyebrows furrowed. How did he do that again? He flipped back a few pages, in search of Emily's notes and examples.
"Can't figure it out?" Emily asked, looking up from her homework, pulling out her earbuds.
He scoffed. "How can you work with music playing?"
"It helps me concentrate," she shrugged. "Don't knock it 'til you've tried it."
"Okay, I'm just trying to figure out how to do this thing here. You don't have any creepy doodles in here I have to be worried about, right?"
"Nope," she shook her head and resumed listening to her music.
Michael looked down at the notebook again and flipped back another page. He found what he was looking for, as well as Emily's version of a doodle. He smirked.
Wanting to be someone else is the waste of the person you are. –Kurt Cobain
"So, not doodles but quotes?" he asked, looking up at her, but she was busy rocking out to whatever she was listening to.
"Thanks for letting us stay over, Mr. Clarke," Fiona smiled.
"No problem, just make sure you keep it down and got to sleep early. You don't want to be falling asleep during your play."
As Louisa, led Fiona and Danni up to her room, Jerome sat in one of the arm chairs and began setting up a game of chess. He jumped, nearly knocking the board off the table when Josh rushed into the room.
"Hey, bud, long time, no—"
"Don't finish that sentence. Please." He begged.
"What's wrong?" Jerome laughed.
"What is Fiona Rutter doing here?" he demanded.
"She's Lou's friend. She's in Lou's play." He shrugged.
"Why?"
"What's wrong with Fiona being here?"
"Two minutes ago, I walk out of my room and out of nowhere, she grabs my arm and squeals, 'Josh, long time, no see!'" he rolled his eyes and flicked his fringe across his forehead.
Jerome guffawed, covering his mouth with his hands. "She likes you, what's wrong with that?"
"I don't like her!" he hissed, running a hand over his face. "She's irritating and doesn't know how to take no for an answer. Plus, Leo likes her."
"Oh, she's one of those," Jerome realized, his eyes widening.
"What?"
"Well, she's the type of girl that chases one guy who wants nothing to do with her, while she's completely oblivious to the other guy in the triangle, whom is chasing her." he thought for a moment. "When that happened to me though, I was the guy chasing Mara while she chases the Meathead."
Josh blinked and decided to change the subject. He motioned to the chess board. "Are you talking to your imaginary friends again, dad?"
Jerome sent him a look and shook his head. "Mara's coming over."
"Oh," Josh stuffed his hands into his jean pockets and shuffled out of the room.
Jerome sighed. "Nice talking to you too, buddy."
"She's staying over again," Josh grumbled in a monotone, shooting several players down on the TV screen.
"Are you talking to yourself again?" Louisa laughed, walking into the room, followed by Danni and Fiona.
He made a face but didn't look away from his game. "What are you doing in my room? I don't go in your room, do I?"
"Right, because I never take your things without permission." His twin retorted, holding up her copy of 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea.
"Oh, right, that book report," he mumbled.
Louisa rolled her eyes and left the room with Danni while Fiona stayed behind.
"Nice room," she commented, "Blue's your favorite color?"
"No," Josh frowned.
"What is your favorite color then?"
"I don't have one."
"Oh come on, everyone has a favorite color." She laughed.
"Transparent," he sighed.
"That's not—"
"That's my favorite color."
"Well, that's not going to work." She said to herself thoughtfully.
"What's not going to work?"
"Nothing," she smiled nervously. "See you later!"
Josh rolled his eyes and slumped in his beanbag chair.
"Hey, Mara," Louisa smiled, opening the refrigerator door.
"Hey, sweetheart, how are you doing?" Mara replied, blowing on her hot chocolate gently.
"Fine," she tossed Danni a water bottle and Fiona began popping some popcorn.
"What are you guys up to?"
Danni leaned against the counter. "We're going to rehearse lines and things. We need a snack."
"Baby, it's your turn." Jerome called form the living room.
Mara brought him his own hot chocolate and sat across from him, observing his last play.
"I guess as you get older, you stop doing fun things?" Danni asked bluntly.
"We did this in high school—" Jerome scoffed.
"And you haven't gotten any better," Mara laughed, "Check mate."
Jerome's head snapped around and he stared at the board in shock. "How?" he demanded in astonishment.
"Dad, it's just a game," Louisa pointed out.
Jerome looked up at Mara as she hid her smile behind her mug. He grinned. "I'm so in love with you."
"I know," she pressed her lips together and began setting up the board for another game.
"Come on, guys, let's leave these two crazy kids to their chess." Louisa said, leading Danni and Fiona out of the room.
"I just get this weird vibe from her." Josh shrugged, even though Leo couldn't see him. He cradled his cell phone between his cheek and shoulder as he maneuvered a race car around barrels and crates on the screen.
"That can't be the only reason you don't like her. Did she do something to you? Did she say something to you? Mara has always been nice to me and the others. She's a doctor and she's really pretty—what more could you ask for as you dad's girlfriend?" Leo asked.
Josh sighed tiredly.
"I mean," Leo continued. "She makes you dad happy, so why can't you be happy that he's happy? Or at least put up with it until you get to know her better?"
"I don't want to get to know her better. Out family was fine, and then she just suddenly becomes a part of it? No, it doesn't work like that. The others already treat her like a mother. She's not our mother."
"Can you tell me another reason you don't like her?" Leo asked quietly, and just as he had suspected, Josh was silent, and the silence linger for several minutes.
"No," he finally replied, reassuring Leo that he was still on the other line.
"Because—"
"Not because I have other reasons; because I don't want to tell you the other reasons."
"Even though I'm your best friend," he wondered.
Josh sighed, "Even though you're my best friend."
"Alright, sorry I pushed you, bro."
Josh could hear the grin in his voice through the line. "You're fine, mate, I'll talk to you later."
"Cool, bye," Leo replied happily and hung up.
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"We are breathing while you're sleeping. Go! And leave us alone. The liars cheating. Our hearts beating. Go! And now you're on your own." -Perfect Weapon, Black Veil Brides
-Rachel