living in the Shadow of my Sorrow | By : xcrazyxbitchx Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 1007 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Good Charlotte. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Okay, my first fic so please be nice!!!! I kinda got the beginning from someone who wrote a story about Gerard and Mikey from My Chem. It’s really good! You should read it! Hope you enjoy!!!
I sigh as my mother drags me from the car.
Just like every Sunday morning.
That daily fight about wearing all black.
Then the hoodie with that ‘angel of death’ on it.
It’s a freakin deathbat, yo!
And now actually getting me into the church building.
It really wouldn’t be very difficult if she just let me alone about the black and the deathbat hoodie.
I might actually be willing to go and listen to closed-minded people talk about how disgusting me, and my kind, are.
After all, it’s common knowledge that the pastor thinks I’m possessed.
We stride in the doors and my mother washes her hands in the holy water.
She gives me a dirty look when I don’t and I hiss at her.
The pastor hears me and gives me a dark glare, fingering the crucifix around his neck.
I growl at him and continue to an empty seat in the back.
I pull out a Guitar magazine and start reading an article on Good Charlotte.
I pause for a moment to listen to what the speech was about today.
“Homosexuality…one of the filthiest things ever.”
The pastor says.
“I support gay marriage!!”
I yell then go back to reading.
My mother looks at me with a face full of shock and disgust.
She grabs my arm and drags me out of the church and into the car.
I smirk as she gets in.
“How dare you! You desecrate a house of god with your disgusting obsessions! I let it slip. I let you do the things you do. Read the stories you read. Hang out with the people you hang out with. I paid for your food and clothes and gave you a roof over your head. No more you little spawn of Satan! You will not poison my name with your sick fantasies. You are out!!”
She then drove to some random restaurant and threw me out of the car.
I pull myself up from the gravel to see her give me the dirtiest look she could and drive away.
I stand up and gape after her car.
My mother had just thrown me out.
MY MOTHER!!
For some reason I expected her to come back crying and apologize for even thinking of doing such a thing to me.
But why would I want that?
I hated the damn bitch.
Besides, I was 26; I probably deserved being thrown out.
I sigh and make my way into the restaurant.
Luckily it’s a really hip diner and I order a heaping plate of chocolate pancakes.
Chocolate really is a girl’s best friend.
I drown my sorrows in its deliciousness.
The door opens behind me and someone walks in.
I glance up instinctively and get a faceful of nice ass in tight pants.
Wait I recognize that ass…
HOLY SHIT!!!
Is that Billy Martin??
Ya kinda short, but I like it!!! REVIEW!!!!
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