Running Away ( Hollywood Undead )

It stung like a motherfucker. The cut stopped bleeding , but fuck! It's going to leave a huge scar. My mom and Dad got in a fight. I tried to stop them , but my dad hit my right in the eye. Then a glass shattered on me. I always get pissed then cry my eyes out.

" Tonight's the night , Iris." I whispered to myself . I'm running away. I can't stand this anymore. I grabbed a huge bag and shoved everything I need in there. I slipped my converse on. I was on the top floor , but I can jump off. I grabbed my wallet and lucky beanie . I took a huge breath. I slowly jumped and landed on my feet. I ran to a ally . I lived in a bad part of LA so I made sure I had a knife and pepper spray. I walked to the better part if LA.

" Where you go? Where's your home. How you end up all alone. Can you hear me now? Here me now?!" I sung looking at the ground. The side walk here in LA dirty and dark. I heard yelling and stopped and looked up. I gripped the knife in my jacket pocket. I slowly started walking again.

" Your mind is playing tricks on you, Iris." I whispered feeling tears. It was one at night. I was getting tired fast. Which is not good. I dug through my bag for my earphones. I found them and blasted Hollywood Undead. I leaned against a brick wall and started crying. I fucking hate my life. I slid down the wall and knowing my luck. It starts pouring down rain.

" Kill me now!" I screamed looking up at the sky. I grabbed my glasses and put them on. I slowly fell asleep . I just wish I don't wake up in a stranger's house.

* Next day *

I woke up to a shaking. I better not be a fucking earthquake! I slowly opened my eyes to a guy looking worried. Of course I jump with my heart pounding.

" It's okay. I won't hurt you." He said getting on his knees to be able to look into my eyes. I just nod my head.

" I was walking down the side walk saw you. I was scared that you got hurt." He said helping me up.

" I'm fine. Thanks. I just um....yea." I said still feeling my hands shake. Why the fuck does he care about me?!

" So how did you end up alone?" He asked helping me off the ground. I couldn't help , but think of Here Me Now by Hollywood Undead.

" I'm.....running away from home. It really wasn't a home anyways." I said putting my bag on my shoulder. He looked down like he was thinking what to say.

" Why are you running away ?" He asked worried. This guy is like one in a million in LA. He really does care.

" I'm tired of getting beat up by my mom and dad." I said holding back tears. Well you can't really hold back tears. So I started crying on the spot. He pulled me into his arms.

" Do you need a place to stay?" He whispered into my ear. I shamelessly nod my head. I felt my stomach growl at me. I just ignored it. I haven't ate in two days now.

" Y-you can stay with me." He said hesitating about asking me. I didn't want to take advantage of him.

" I don't want to take advantage of you. I don't even know you name." I said as I stopped crying. He just smiled.

" Daniel. My friends call me Danny though." He said holding his hand out. I smiled. I shook his hand.

" Iris. Like the flower." I said with a chuckle in my voice.

" That's a pretty name. Almost as pretty as you." He said smiling.

" Well that's the nicest thing anyone said to me." I said as we unhooked our hands.

" Well now that you know my name , and I know yours. What is your answer with staying with me?" He said with a contagious smile. I smiled back.

" I guess I can stay with you. I mean. I don't have a home anyways." I said smiling. He smiled and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. We walked talking about random things. He seemed so fucking familiar. I just can't put my finger on it. We walked up to a huge apartment. He opened the door with a sigh.

" Sup dick face!" I heard a guy yell to Danny. Danny got a death glare at him. The guy had a three on his neck. Why do these strangers look familiar

" Woah! Who is this sexy librarian?!" A guy said walking up to me. I remembered I still had my glasses on. I felt my cheeks get hot.

" Guy! Hold your comments! This is Iris." Danny said pointing to me.

" Woah gold boy! You already got a girl?!" A guy with a shortish hairdo. I can see he had a king Kong tattoo. Why do these guy look familiar?!

" All I know. Is she is hot!" A guy with a beanie on said. I can see his curls showing under it.

" Shut up Da Fagzz! I saw her first!" The guy that I just noticed had a round face said. Of course he said I look like a sexy librarian.

" Guys! Shut up! I found her , and she needed a place to stay. She is going to stay with us for a while.

" I can get used to her!" The round faced guy said.

" What are your guys names?" I asked shyly. They looked at me shocked. Oh yea! My voice is lower than most girls. People say it sounds seductive.

" Damn your voice is hot! Oh and It's Jordan or you can call me Charlie ." He said smiling. Round face guy I will call Jordan, nice nice.

" George, or Johnny. Your choice darling." He said smiling. Oh god. I feel like a fucking play boy girl to them.

" Matt. Or Kurlzz." The one with a beanie said. I nod my head. I swear if the guy with a shortish hairdo say Dylan or Funny. I will fucking burst out crying.

" Dylan. Or funny . Your choice babe." He winked at me. Then I fucking realize who is around me. Hollywood Fucking Undead.

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DAMN GIRL HOW YOU GET SO FINE?! GET SO FINE YOU BLOW MY MIND!!

........ignore that! I thought How about I make a Hollywood undead fanficton! If you want to give me some ideas on what you want to happen farther in this story! thanks for reading! ~ MEH!