The Kings Luna *Original unedited version*

chapter 18

This chapter I basically Bianca annoying the guards with her singing Panic at the Disco. Don't read if you don't want to. It's not very informative.
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"This is gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
The gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds
But they haven't seen the best of us yet
If you love me let me go
If you love me let me go
'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
And truth be told, I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart" I sang as loud as I could earning a groan from the guard outside the door.

"Could you shut the fuck up." He yelled

"How about no bitch. You can't tell me what to do. This is America I have the freedom of speech." I sassed back and continued sining

"This is gospel for the vagabonds,
Ne'er-do-wells, insufferable bastards
Confessing their apostasies
Led away by imperfect impostors
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Don't try to sleep through the end of the world
Bury me alive
'Cause I won't give up without a fight
If you love me let me go!"

"Ok that's it." The door flew open and the guard stepped in. Instinctually I glanced at my sister worried she would have a panic attack. But luckily she was fast asleep.

"You need to shut you fake bleach blonde ass up before I break your fucking jaw."

"Fake ass blonde....Fake ASS BLONDE! For your information every part of my body is real. I've never done shit to myself except dye my hair and that was because my cousin dyed my hair green for halloween with permanent hair dye cause she's stupid. I looked everywhere for my old hair color but this shade blonde is the only one I found that I liked. It's not bleach blond its light blonde ok."

"Bitch I dont give a fuck now will you please shut the fuck up."

"How about no. 'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
And truth be told, I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart
Oh, the fear of falling apart
Oh, the fear, the fear of falling apart!" I screamed in his face.

"Will someone get me tape to shut her up."

"I'll shut up for pop tarts." I perked up

"Bitch I aint getting you pop tarts."

"Then expect a hell lot of more singing, Do I look lonely? I see the shadows on my face. People have told me I don't look the same. Maybe I lost weight. I'm playing hooky, with the best of the best. Put my heart on my chest, so that you can see it too."

"Oh my god. Can I just kill you, I can't stand this shit anymore." He there what was supposed to be my lunch at the wall behind me, missing my face by an inch.

"Your just a hater because Brendon Urie is hot then you'er definitely not."

"Dude just put some earplugs on she's just trying to get on your nerves." The other guard said from the other side of the door."

The one in my cell grumbled something and left.

"Yah you better leave." I growled
I glanced over at my sister once again to make sure she was still sleeping. Thankfully she was, the whole time I had been here they haven't even acknowledged her. I have her all my food and shared my water. She was incredibly malnourished and seemed to be getting sick. It made me worry, but for right now I know she needed her rest, and I was going to make sure no one came to bother her.