The Newmans Chapter 5- The Gig part 1, a grojband fanfic

Hi awesome readers! I would've updated earlier, but Tuesday I had lessons and went school shopping and yesterday my mom was still home. I'm watching Criminal Minds now. I think I'm gunna do a CM fanfic. I've had an idea floating in my head for a bit so yeah.

Thanks to: koyamon-lover, CourtneyFan55, Musical Skater, Haterproof101, and Lenny1201, for reviewing.

Disclaimer: I don't own the song, or the show, blah, blah, blah.

So here's the longest chapter yet! Enjoysies!

Chapter 5- The Gig Part 1

Lenny's P.O.V.

The next day came quickly and we showed the twins Carrie's song. We practiced it all day Wednesday.

Eventually we had to take a break so Carrie ran inside her house to grab us popsicles for us. As soon as she shut the door, Kim says,"You like her, don't you?"

"Um, n-no. I don't," I say. "Sure, you don't like-" Kim gets cut off as Care walks in.

"So what'd I miss," asks Carrie.

"Nothing," replies Kim, with a sudden smirk.

Care puts her hands, filled with popsicles, on her hips. "I don't believe you," she says to Kim then looks at me and says," Lens, what'd I miss?"

Three pairs of eyes stare at me. I open my mouth to tell her, but I can't tell her that, so I close my mouth and my cheeks blush crimson.

"Go ahead Lenny, tell her what we talked about," Kim said in a chilling tone, giving me a 'I will blackmail you if you don't say exactly I said' look.

"N-Nothing, you didn't miss anything Cares," I lied badly, but she seemed to buy it.

"Sure," she looked at me. "Well I brought four of these," referring to her hands," So how'd you guys like my song?"

"I liked it, totes," responded Kim as Carrie handed her a popsicle.

"Yeah, I like, totes agree with Kim. It was awesome," said Konnie getting hers.

Carrie walked to me on the stage and handed me the white popsicle wrapper. She then jumped up next to me on the stage to my right.

This time Kim had red, Konnie had purple, Care had orange, and I had purple. I looked up at the blue haired girl next to me who traded a warm, just friends smile.

"I had noticed you always had the same color and so did I so I decided to switch it up a bit," she said, making my cheeks redden. Thank God Kim and Konnie were having a debate about whose shoes were better.

"Thanks Care," I say giving her a sincere smile only Carrie could pull out of me.

After that we ate our frozen treats before they melt. We practice a bit more and the twins and I have to leave. I didn't want to leave her alone with her dad after he's been drinking.

So we all eventually left, leaving a scared young girl who didn't show it with an evil, drunk man.

*Creepy Kim Transition!*

Carrie's P.O.V.

The twins left first, leaving our bassist in my empty garage. I could tell he didn't want to leave me. Sure my dad wasn't here, but we both know where he is.

Eventually, I convinced him to leave. When I shut the down for my best friend, Muffins meowed and scared me.

"Muffins!" I exclaim, obviously surprised as I place a hand over my heart. I reach down to my tabby and pet her as I ask,"When did you get here?"

She meowed and I picked her up and looked longingly out the window at my friend's shadows.

A small sigh let itself out and I headed for the house door. Better eat before he gets here, right? I think.

Balancing Muffins on one hand, I open and close the door quickly and quietly. A small hallway with several doors greets me. My destination is behind the last door in the hall, the one with fist-sized holes and the small lock.

That door has saved my life so many times. Ever since mom's been gone, he's become an alcoholic.

I thought back to when I was seven.

x~x~x~x~x

It was six years ago. He came home late and smelled like liquor straight from the distillery. God it was disgusting.

It wasn't the first time he'd done something like this. It was just 'cause he hasn't done it in a while.

He was doing so well at being sober and 'staying on the wagon.'

Anyway, I accidentally fell asleep on the couch with the t.v. on in an adjacent room from the kitchen. I heard him stomp sloppily over to me and I slowly cracked one eye open.

A large, calloused hand smacked my face. Hard. I bit my lip to ward away the already forming tears. I could feel the bruise start forming.

Great now I'll have to come up with yet another excuse for school tomorrow, I silently say.

He stomped to the t.v. and smushed the power button with his over-sized finger.

During this time, I had put my hand on my cheek and so to say 'blew that popsicle stand.'

I tried to find a hiding place. The pantry door was conveniently open so I jumped in there and shut the door as quietly as I could behind me.

Realizing my bright orange beanie was going to give my hiding place away, I yanked it off and shoved it up my shirt and tried to find a spot.

I know the pantry like the back of my hand. There's a small door in the back that leads to a cupboard in the kitchen. If I can make it there, I can make it out of the door and up to Mina's room.

Our dad doesn't bother with her when he's like this. It's like he has a personal grudge against me. Mina is my savior when it comes to this. In the silence, I hear a metal against wood sound. Frightened, I find the door in the dark and crawled in. As soon as this door shuts, the pantry door flies open and it's hinges cry in protest.

Light floods the room. Rays of white light slipped under the door so I slip farther back in the darkness.

Please don't remember the door, I repeat mentally.

It doesn't seem like he remembers it so I silently sigh. The only this is that I have to run past him, out the door, and up to Mina's room.

I'm filled with fear as I hear his steps come close to the door. He stops and says, in possibly the creepiest tone ever. "Carrie, come out, come out where ever you are, sweetie."

I shiver as it made a chill run up my spine. Through the darkness, I round a sharp corner and hid farther in.

Trying to calm myself down," It's okay. Everything is going to be okay. This has happened before, you can get outta here," I whisper reassurances. My knitted, wool beanie itched my skin. I was close to the kitchen; I could see the light at the end of the tunnel.

The resounding steps seemed to recede into the hallway. That's when it hit me. How terrified I actually was. Darkness surrounded me, engulfed me, scared me senseless I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face or anything for that matter.

My cheeks still hurts, burns even and blurs my vision with the unshed tears. I'm guessing is a bit blurry. I pull my white undershirt sleeve down and wipe my eyes quickly.

I open the door and see the contents of the cabinet.

I need to get outta here. It takes a couple minutes but I plan comes in my mind. I grab a can and open the door. The can rolls off my hand and to the right. I shut the door but I keep it open just a bit.

The stomps return and he runs into the room to the right. He notices I'm not in there and yells," Where the hell are you, you little whore?!"

I cringe and see he is still in the other room. It's now or never, I tell myself as I take this time to jump out of the cabinet and make a run for it.

He turns right before I reach the hall door. The closed door doesn't want to open now and my dad takes the time to run over and pull a knife from almost thin air.

Just as I open the door he slashes my arm. I run out and he threw the knife at my leg and it hits. I slam and lock the door behind me and he slams his fist into it.

Mina can't help me now. I just got get outta here now. I run out the garage door and I finally let the tears fall.

I limp run for two blocks until I reach a familiar house. I climb the vine ladder to the second story and I knock on the window.

Please be home, please be home, I repeat. The window finally opens to reveal my best friend.

"What happened," asks Lenny.

"My dad," I say through my choked sobs.

"C'mon," he says grabbing my hands and pulling me into his room.

"Thanks," I say, pulling my beanie out and set it on the foot of his bed.

He tells me to follow him and I do. Lens leads me to his personal bathroom and tells me to sit on the edge of the bathtub so I do. He walks over to the sink and stands on his tippy-toes and opens the medicine cabinet to grab gauze, Band-Aids, and Neosporin.

"Tell me the whole story. From the beginning, slowly," he says.

I tell him as he patches me up quickly.

"Remember to come here if something like this happens again," he said.

x~x~x~x~x

Another one of my favorite things about my bassist is that he can protect me from him.

I grab the cold handle and open it. Quickly, I glance at the clock which reads 8:37. Muffins meows so I set her on the floor and absentmindedly pour her some food. Feeling hungry, I open the fridge door to find random things. I grab a chicken wing and a piece of pizza bread. After grabbing a plate, I stuff it in the microwave.

I eat it and put the paper plate in the garbage. "Come on Muffins. We have to go upstairs now, honey," I say pulling the dish of food away and out the hall with me. She follows contently to my side up the stairs and to my room, which is next to Mina's.

I set the dish down and shut the door. I pull off my skirt and remember Muffins' toy. I grab it out of the pocket and I toss it next to her. The small-ish scar from the knife six years ago stares at me. Not wanting to look at it anymore, I finish changing and fall asleep before my father even gets home.

Waking up the next day, made me feel like I didn't sleep at all. The clock next to me flashed 10:15. Practice started 15 minutes ago. I jump out of bed and go straight for my closet shrugging off my baggy sleepwear and switching it with my normal clothes.

Without brushing my hair, I leave my hat on my head and open the door. To my surprise, Lens was right in front of my door, hand up, ready to knock.

"Hi," I say. He responds the same way and I grab his wrist and drag him down the stairs. Kim and Konnie wave and we talk for a bit and start practicing my song.

Lenny's P.O.V.

We practice the song religiously and Friday eventually came. We packed our instruments in Mina's car and she drove us to the pier.

A pink car sat next to us. Grojband was already here. After we jumped out of the car, we ran to Mayor Mellow and Care told him that we were here to play.

"You both want to play today so a battle we will have, let the best ones win," Mayor Mellow said holding his picture of his mother.

Carrie and Corey had a stare down and I whispered in Care's ear," Come on, we have to set up." I yank on her arm and she complies.

Quickly, we tune and get our stuff on one stage and Garbage-band did the same on the other stage.

Mayor Mellow came out of nowhere and said that Grojband would start this battle. So they sang some stupid song about who knows what.

Our turn came and Carrie turned around and nodded to each of us and we would nod back when we were ready.

The song started and she sang.

Angel With A Shotgun - The Cab (Nightcore Version)

Oh, yeah(3x)

I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun

An angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun...

Get out your guns, battles begun,
are you a saint, or a sinner?
If loves a fight, than I shall die,
with my heart on a trigger.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

I'm an angel with a shotgun,
fighting til' the wars won,
I don't care if heaven won't take me back.
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe.
Don't you know you're everything I have?
..and I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight.

Sometimes to win, you've got to sin,
don't mean I'm not a believer.
..and major Tom, will sing along.
Yeah, they still say I'm a dreamer.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

ooooohhhhhhhh, ooooooohhhhh whoa whoa oooh whoa

I'm an angel with a shotgun..
fighting til' the wars won..
I don't care if heaven won't take me back..

..and I'm gonna hide, hide, hide my wings tonight.

They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be.

As soon as we finished people clapped and Mayor Mellow said,"You both did very well, but there can only be one winner tonight. And the winners are..."

Sorry to end it there, but I don't know who should win, so who do you think'll win? I still have the poll up on my profile so vote who you think should win.

Going to my dad's today so I'll have no wifi till Saturday.

Does anyone mind if I do a Criminal Minds story and I'll update this once every other week and the CM story the week in between?

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