Chapter 8: The Next Day

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[Cyan's POV]

I woke up the next morning, remembering i had the craziest dream of being saved by Sleeping With Sirens

I turn around, feeling a lump next to me. I then I look up, seeing it was Kellin Quinn. His arms were around me as he slept.

I gasp and jump, hiting my head against the bunk and yelping out.

My reaction made Kellin wake up to a jump, hitting his head as well.

"Oh my god, Kellin!! I amm so sorry!! A-Are you okay??" i asked, as he groaned in pain.

"Yeah, this happens alot. Don't worry. But are you okay??" he asked.

I nod, feeling my head a bit sore.

"What scared you though??" he asked, turning over to his side, looking at me concerned.

"Well, i thought all that happened last night was a crazy dream, and i was going to wake up to my father's beatings," i said, lying down so we were facing each other.

Kellin smiles, reaching out and tugging a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Not anymore. You're safe with us, okay??" he said, placing his hand softly on my cheek.

I smile and nod. "Okay," i said.

He then pulls me into a hug and i hug him back.

It wasn't a dream, even if it did seem unbelievable. 

"We should be getting your stuff today," he said.

I gulped, knowing my parents will be furious at me, especially my dad.

"We'll be by your side. Especially me," he said.

[Kellin's POV]

It felt so strange, the care i had for Cyan. I mean, i just met her last night after a suicide attempt.

But, when i lok into the blue orbs that are her eyes.....

Words can't describe how i feel.

We got up and crawled out of the bunk, where Jesse and Jack were making breakfast (Pancakes, woohoo!). 

Today was the day we get to go home again. Today is Fourth of July and we got a 3 hour drive back before starting the cook out at the beach.

First we had to stop my Cyan's house to pick up her things, and make sure nobody harms her while she packs.

We ate up and soon started getting ready.

Cyan stuck to her jeans, which were the only thing actually not stained with blood (Well, there was a drop, but she wiped it off after breakfast), and i lent her one of my Anthem made tshirts.

Soon, we arrive and start climbing down, two Rroadies and a security guard with us.

It seems something presidential, but anything to keep Cyan safe.

Jack knocked on the door, and it was answered by her mom, who gave us some "pleasing " looks, but then she sees Cyan, who clutched to my arm nervously.

"Young lady, you better get into this house right now," she snapped.

"She's not living here anymore," Jack said.

"Jackson Fowler, what are you doing here??" she snapped.

"Saving my best friend from you assholes. And if you even try to fight, you'll be dealing with our guards here," he said.

"You have no right," she sneered.

"Cyan is only here to pick up her things, and that's it," Jackson said as me, him, and Cyan walked past her, along with one of our roadies, as Cyan leads us to her room. Cyan held my hand as we walked towards her room.

"Here," she said as she opened the door.

There were a few posters, and a black acoustic guitar on her bed, and some comics and books on the shelves, and some bracelets on her dresser. She walked to her closet and pulled out a suitcase from there before zipping it open.

"Need any help??" i asked.

"Thanks. There's a purse in the back over there, can you pass it please?? I can put my jewelry there," i said.

"I'll put your guitar away," Jack said, taking it to its case. 

I helped with her books and stuff and soon got what we needed and then about to leave when. I will admit, after seeing some pretty coold stuff, i can find a lot in common with Cyan.

"Oh, almost forgot!!" she said, crawling under her bed and pulling out a shoe box, and opening it, before closing it and holding it under her arm.

"Ready," she said.

As we were leaving, she's yanked back. We turn around, seeing she was yanked back by her mother.

"If you go, we'll disown you!!" she snapped. Her father stood behind her mother.

Cyan just yanked her arm back.

"Thought you already did that when i was born," Cyan said as we walked out the door.

"Fine!! Go!!! We should have thrown you in a fucking dumpster the day we've found you on our doorstep!!!!!" her father shouted.

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Its a last minute thing so I'll have to leave it there. I'll continue tomorrow. Sorry if it sucks.

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