Trent's pov!
hi,it's me again. my life sucks...BIG time. why? well,here's a thing:the person i loved,Gwen,got married to Duncan. why the hell would she do that?!?! i loved her...i started to cry. why did it have to be now? why did it have to be him? why couldn't it be me? these questions gave me a headache,so i lied down on my bed. i`m still single..only to wait for Gwen. but i can see she's married. my heart ached. i had to go to the doctor every twice a month to check on my heart cause it's been very weak lately from all of the stress. i bet Gwen is off on her honey moon having the time of her life with Duncan. i got a text,it was from Duncan,it said,well Elvis,Gwen is finally mine. i growled and typed back,-_- good for u. Duncan typed back,jealous are we? i threw my phone at the wall and it broke. god i hate Duncan. i got out the razor and stuck it in my arm. i only did this,to show my anger against the world. someday i`ll die,and maybe Gwen will divorce with that jerk. i stabbed myself one more time and went to sleep.
1 WEEK LATER! Gwen's pov!
Duncan and i are driving back to Canada from our honey moon. it was...okay,i guess. Duncan was a little to rough on making love,and i`m still angry at him. good thing he used a condom,or i`d kick his ass so hard,he wouldn't be able to sit. i saw Trent walking outside of his house to his motorcycle. Duncan stopped the car and rolled down his window. "hey dumb ass! still cant get enough money to buy a real car?"Duncan said to Trent. Trent growled,and then he realized i was in the car,so he went back inside looking sad. i caught a glimpse of his arms,and there were huge,red marks across them. was he...? no,Trent would never cut himself...would he? Duncan started to drive to our house again. "what's wrong babe? you seem mad?"Duncan said. i just stared out the window and didn't speak. we finally reached our house and we both walked inside. i still didn't say anything. Duncan got in front of me. "is this about me being rough?"he said. i just shook my head and walked upstairs and lied on the bed. then Duncan sat beside me. "come on hot stuff,tell me what's wrong?"he said. i sighed. "you are just being a huge dick to Trent."i said. "i thought you were over him?"he said. "i am. it's just you don't have to be so mean about it."i said. "okay,i`ll apologize to him right now."he said. he got out his phone and text him. "all better."he lied down. he lied down beside me and he got on top of me. "Duncan,get off."i said. "can we have fun?"he said. "no! get off."i said. "okay,sheesh."he rolled off of me. i turned off the lamp and went to sleep.
Trent's pov!
i was listening to AreoSmith,when i got a text from Duncan. (he fixed his phone) it said,Gwen wanted me to apologize..not! just stay away from Gwen and everything will be just fine. later emo. i hissed like a snake at my phone. i lied it down beside me. yes,Duncan was right,i am emo now. since i`ve been so depressed lately,i decided to wear dark clothes so everybody would leave me alone. i would also leave huge scars on my face to make people more frightened of me. i also have a dark band named death is to the wicked. creepy? why thank you,i love it when people are terrified of me. i called my band wich is some friends,but not from TD,Reaper (Gwen's friend) Jake and Darrin,to tell them we have a gig in the downtown area. i grabbed my guitar and got on my motorcycle and headed downtown. when i got there my band was on stage. "dude,what took you so long?"Reaper said slightly pissed. "i had to make sure i looked dark enough."i said. "damn right."Jake said. i stood behind a micro-phone and started playing my guitar in a scary type of way.
Gwen's pov!
me and Duncan decided to walk threw the downtown area,cause we were bored,then i heard some death guitar sound. it really attracted me. Duncan and i started to walk towards the sound of the guitar. who is that up on stage? i squinted my eyes to see better. holy fuck...it was Trent. he looks all emo. he has a black leather jacket on,black torn jeans,black shirt that says "bite me!",black shoes,he's also wearing black eyeliner..okay..and his hair is covering his eyes. "didn't know Elvis was a drinker."Duncan said. i elbowed him in the ribs.
Trent's pov!
as i`m playing my guitar,i see a goth and a punk walk up. maybe i wore to much black. wait a minute..is that? yep,it's Gwen and jerk. i growled i now knew what i wanted to sing. i whispered it back to my band mates and they played their instruments.
well you can dig me up a grave
and try and stick me in the ground
well you can tie me to the bed
and try and beat me half to death
but you can never keep me down
well you can stick me in a hole
and you can pray all day for rain
you can shoot me in the leg
just to try to make me beg
and you can leave me there for days
and i`ll stay alive
just to follow you home
and i will survive
cause you`re my Mississippi princess
you`re my California queen
like the Duchess of Detroit
and every city in between
you can slap me in the face
you can scream profanity
leave me here to die alone but
i`ll still follow you home
i`ll still follow you home
you can make a couple calls
tell your brothers i`m in town
put a bounty on my head
and tell my parents that i`m dead
and hope to hell i`m never found
you can steal me your keys
to your daddy's Cadillac
you can tamper with the brakes
call it a mistake
and pray i`m never coming back
well you can dig me up a grave
and try and stick me in the ground
well you can tie me to the bed
and try and beat me half to death
but you can never keep me down
and i`ll stay alive
just to follow you home
and i will survive
cause you`re my Mississippi princess
you`re my California queen
like the Duchess of Detroit
and every city in between
you can slap me in the face
you can scream a profanity
leave me here to die alone but
i`ll still follow you home
i`ll still follow you home.
some of the other goths and normal people clapped,but not Gwen or him. i waved to them and left. i got on my motorcycle and sped home.
Gwen's pov!
that song was so....scary. i mean i like scary songs,but...i would never like scary songs come from such sweet guys. "ready to go babe?"Duncan said. "yeah,lets go."i said. we walked back to the car and drove home. Duncan looked angry and didn't say anything. when we got there,i asked him what was wrong. he got out of the car and slammed his door and got me out of the car,tightly griping my arm. "ow! Duncan let go."i said. he just kept walking to the house. he opened the door and went in. "let go of me dammit!"i said. he shut the door and locked it and pushed me against the wall,hard. he grabbed a fist-full of my hair and slammed my head against the wall. "are you still in love with Trent?"he shouted. i was crying and scared. he slammed my head against the wall harder. "answer me!"he said. "n-no."i said. "liar..you fucking liar!"he screamed. he threw me across the room into a picture frame. glass fell all over me. "i`m your husband! not him!"he bellowed. "you are."i said. he picked up one of the glass on the floor and cut my cheek. i screamed. "shut up!"he shouted. he kept beating me. he gave me a black eye,busted lip,cut on my cheek,and just blood all over my body. "clean up."he threw me on the ground and walked upstairs. i lied there on the cold floor. what have i gotten myself into? i tried to move,but my body was to beaten and weak to move. i slid my body all the way to the first aid kit and started cleaning up myself. Duncan walked down stairs with my cell phone. "so you wont call him."he said before crushing my phone in his hand and threw it at me. he walked towards me and slapped me hard across the face. "you are sleeping on the couch tonight."he said. "i`m not a damn dog!"i yelled. he kicked me in the stomach and i coughed up blood. "i can call you whatever i want! and i can do whatever i want to do to you! like right now i want to do it."he growled. "NO!"i said. he slammed my body on the couch and made love to me. i was crying the whole time. it was a good thing he used protection. after he was done he beat me up. "good night sweet heart."he said laughing evilly before walking upstairs. Trent if you can hear me...save me..p-please. i curled up in a ball and cried myslef to sleep.
hi,it's me again. my life sucks...BIG time. why? well,here's a thing:the person i loved,Gwen,got married to Duncan. why the hell would she do that?!?! i loved her...i started to cry. why did it have to be now? why did it have to be him? why couldn't it be me? these questions gave me a headache,so i lied down on my bed. i`m still single..only to wait for Gwen. but i can see she's married. my heart ached. i had to go to the doctor every twice a month to check on my heart cause it's been very weak lately from all of the stress. i bet Gwen is off on her honey moon having the time of her life with Duncan. i got a text,it was from Duncan,it said,well Elvis,Gwen is finally mine. i growled and typed back,-_- good for u. Duncan typed back,jealous are we? i threw my phone at the wall and it broke. god i hate Duncan. i got out the razor and stuck it in my arm. i only did this,to show my anger against the world. someday i`ll die,and maybe Gwen will divorce with that jerk. i stabbed myself one more time and went to sleep.
1 WEEK LATER! Gwen's pov!
Duncan and i are driving back to Canada from our honey moon. it was...okay,i guess. Duncan was a little to rough on making love,and i`m still angry at him. good thing he used a condom,or i`d kick his ass so hard,he wouldn't be able to sit. i saw Trent walking outside of his house to his motorcycle. Duncan stopped the car and rolled down his window. "hey dumb ass! still cant get enough money to buy a real car?"Duncan said to Trent. Trent growled,and then he realized i was in the car,so he went back inside looking sad. i caught a glimpse of his arms,and there were huge,red marks across them. was he...? no,Trent would never cut himself...would he? Duncan started to drive to our house again. "what's wrong babe? you seem mad?"Duncan said. i just stared out the window and didn't speak. we finally reached our house and we both walked inside. i still didn't say anything. Duncan got in front of me. "is this about me being rough?"he said. i just shook my head and walked upstairs and lied on the bed. then Duncan sat beside me. "come on hot stuff,tell me what's wrong?"he said. i sighed. "you are just being a huge dick to Trent."i said. "i thought you were over him?"he said. "i am. it's just you don't have to be so mean about it."i said. "okay,i`ll apologize to him right now."he said. he got out his phone and text him. "all better."he lied down. he lied down beside me and he got on top of me. "Duncan,get off."i said. "can we have fun?"he said. "no! get off."i said. "okay,sheesh."he rolled off of me. i turned off the lamp and went to sleep.
Trent's pov!
i was listening to AreoSmith,when i got a text from Duncan. (he fixed his phone) it said,Gwen wanted me to apologize..not! just stay away from Gwen and everything will be just fine. later emo. i hissed like a snake at my phone. i lied it down beside me. yes,Duncan was right,i am emo now. since i`ve been so depressed lately,i decided to wear dark clothes so everybody would leave me alone. i would also leave huge scars on my face to make people more frightened of me. i also have a dark band named death is to the wicked. creepy? why thank you,i love it when people are terrified of me. i called my band wich is some friends,but not from TD,Reaper (Gwen's friend) Jake and Darrin,to tell them we have a gig in the downtown area. i grabbed my guitar and got on my motorcycle and headed downtown. when i got there my band was on stage. "dude,what took you so long?"Reaper said slightly pissed. "i had to make sure i looked dark enough."i said. "damn right."Jake said. i stood behind a micro-phone and started playing my guitar in a scary type of way.
Gwen's pov!
me and Duncan decided to walk threw the downtown area,cause we were bored,then i heard some death guitar sound. it really attracted me. Duncan and i started to walk towards the sound of the guitar. who is that up on stage? i squinted my eyes to see better. holy fuck...it was Trent. he looks all emo. he has a black leather jacket on,black torn jeans,black shirt that says "bite me!",black shoes,he's also wearing black eyeliner..okay..and his hair is covering his eyes. "didn't know Elvis was a drinker."Duncan said. i elbowed him in the ribs.
Trent's pov!
as i`m playing my guitar,i see a goth and a punk walk up. maybe i wore to much black. wait a minute..is that? yep,it's Gwen and jerk. i growled i now knew what i wanted to sing. i whispered it back to my band mates and they played their instruments.
well you can dig me up a grave
and try and stick me in the ground
well you can tie me to the bed
and try and beat me half to death
but you can never keep me down
well you can stick me in a hole
and you can pray all day for rain
you can shoot me in the leg
just to try to make me beg
and you can leave me there for days
and i`ll stay alive
just to follow you home
and i will survive
cause you`re my Mississippi princess
you`re my California queen
like the Duchess of Detroit
and every city in between
you can slap me in the face
you can scream profanity
leave me here to die alone but
i`ll still follow you home
i`ll still follow you home
you can make a couple calls
tell your brothers i`m in town
put a bounty on my head
and tell my parents that i`m dead
and hope to hell i`m never found
you can steal me your keys
to your daddy's Cadillac
you can tamper with the brakes
call it a mistake
and pray i`m never coming back
well you can dig me up a grave
and try and stick me in the ground
well you can tie me to the bed
and try and beat me half to death
but you can never keep me down
and i`ll stay alive
just to follow you home
and i will survive
cause you`re my Mississippi princess
you`re my California queen
like the Duchess of Detroit
and every city in between
you can slap me in the face
you can scream a profanity
leave me here to die alone but
i`ll still follow you home
i`ll still follow you home.
some of the other goths and normal people clapped,but not Gwen or him. i waved to them and left. i got on my motorcycle and sped home.
Gwen's pov!
that song was so....scary. i mean i like scary songs,but...i would never like scary songs come from such sweet guys. "ready to go babe?"Duncan said. "yeah,lets go."i said. we walked back to the car and drove home. Duncan looked angry and didn't say anything. when we got there,i asked him what was wrong. he got out of the car and slammed his door and got me out of the car,tightly griping my arm. "ow! Duncan let go."i said. he just kept walking to the house. he opened the door and went in. "let go of me dammit!"i said. he shut the door and locked it and pushed me against the wall,hard. he grabbed a fist-full of my hair and slammed my head against the wall. "are you still in love with Trent?"he shouted. i was crying and scared. he slammed my head against the wall harder. "answer me!"he said. "n-no."i said. "liar..you fucking liar!"he screamed. he threw me across the room into a picture frame. glass fell all over me. "i`m your husband! not him!"he bellowed. "you are."i said. he picked up one of the glass on the floor and cut my cheek. i screamed. "shut up!"he shouted. he kept beating me. he gave me a black eye,busted lip,cut on my cheek,and just blood all over my body. "clean up."he threw me on the ground and walked upstairs. i lied there on the cold floor. what have i gotten myself into? i tried to move,but my body was to beaten and weak to move. i slid my body all the way to the first aid kit and started cleaning up myself. Duncan walked down stairs with my cell phone. "so you wont call him."he said before crushing my phone in his hand and threw it at me. he walked towards me and slapped me hard across the face. "you are sleeping on the couch tonight."he said. "i`m not a damn dog!"i yelled. he kicked me in the stomach and i coughed up blood. "i can call you whatever i want! and i can do whatever i want to do to you! like right now i want to do it."he growled. "NO!"i said. he slammed my body on the couch and made love to me. i was crying the whole time. it was a good thing he used protection. after he was done he beat me up. "good night sweet heart."he said laughing evilly before walking upstairs. Trent if you can hear me...save me..p-please. i curled up in a ball and cried myslef to sleep.
Gwen-TrentGwen-Trent I need to tell u somthing Trent - what is it Gwen- I broke up with Duncan Trent -why? Gwen-Because um... Trent- what? Gwen- I luv you Trent u do?! Gwen- I watched about the 9 thing and I felt guilty and I could only imagine me and Duncan as friends. Anyways I remeber the moments we had. Trent-So are u saying u want me back? Gwen-yes Trent- Well I have one thing to say Gwen-what? Trent luv u too Gwen really? Trent- Really Trent-I been trying to tell u all a long Gwen-I'm sorry if I did'nt listen Trent-Can I ask u somthing Gwen yeah what is it Trent-Do u want to be my girlfriend? Gwen yeah that'll be great then they stare at eachother then kiss and makeout the end