What's Wrong with Me...
This is a oneshot including Ronnie Radke. <3 (my favorite male vocalist of all time!) BTW; this is a VERY long one shot. (: I WISH that he was my counselor. D: That'd be amazing if I got to actually meet him in Vegas! :DD
"What's wrong with me?" I asked, sobbing into Ronnie's chest.
"Nothing's wrong with you at all. You're just having a huge problem that's all." He whispered.
"Do you know what I've been through in the last 4 years Ronald Radke?" I asked sternly.
"I bet that I've been through more in my life then you ever have in the past 4 years that you were in jail." I glared.
He backed away a little bit. "Sorry, just tell me what's wrong."
"Well, it's practically everything. My friends exclude me and tell me when I asked them what was wrong and they were like, 'Oh, it's NOTHING.' I feel so hurt and they always talk about me behind my back and I know that they do, because I can hear them whisper at each other and laugh." I managed to say.
"Don't mind those low lives. Also, thank you for that letter that you sent me a while back about my music meaning something to you." Ronnie smiled.
"So is there anything else wrong that you need to tell me about?"
"Actually, there are a lot of things that I need to get out." I admitted to him.
"Shoot and let's hear them."
"Also, my friend, actually, she's not my friend anymore, but when she used to be my friend, she practically called me a try hard because she thought that I wanted to be like my sister. Then she turned right around and tried to make up for it. I told her that if she called me a try hard in any way, I'd exclude her from my life and everyone now is trying to get me to apologize to her, even though I really don't want to, because being called a try hard puts so much emotion on the heart." I sobbed.
"I understand about your situation. Even though I was probably in it years ago, I never really remembered what I did or said to that person, let alone, say anything at all." Ronnie told me.
We both heard 2 sets of footsteps outside the main room. "Ugh, what the hell do you both want?" Ronnie called from the inside of the main room.
"Nothing Ronnie, but the rest of the band and I are getting some lunch. What do you both want?" I realized that the voice talking was Derek Jones, one of the guitarists for Falling in Reverse.
"Where are you going to pick up from?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We really have no idea. We can find something that's close enough to us." Another guitarist, Jacky Vincent spoke from the other side of the door.
"We aren't hungry. The rest of you can go on ahead without us. We'll just stay here."
"Okay, bye Ronnie!" Jacky and Derek said in unison as they both walked away with the rest of the band.
"Some kind of band you got there." I sarcastically joked. Ronnie nodded happily.
"They're like a second family to me." Ronnie said.
"Really, that's amazing! I wish I had a band to rely on like that, or better yet, a group of friends." I sighed.
"Well, you have me as your 'counselor' pretty much. Also, you can hang with the band anytime you'd like! As long as we aren't on tours or recording in a studio, but other than that, you can visit me any time you'd like!" Ronnie said cheerfully.
"If I ever need you any time soon, YOU come where I live!" I commanded him, punching his arm playfully.
"Exactly, where is that, because I'll bring the band along with me!"
"I live in....wait, I thought in my letter you knew where I lived when you wrote me back the first time!" I said, getting out a piece of paper and writing down my school name, the directions to it and my number in case he had to call me for some reason.
He wrote down his number as well for me. "Even if you have to call me during school hours, please do, because I'll get the bands and my asses onto a plane and come right to where you are." Ronnie said seriously.
"You'd do that for me?" I asked, laughing.
Before he could answer, I realized that I had to leave. "Ronnie! Oh my god, I have to go back home! Can you drive me to the air port?" I asked.
Ronnie drove me to the air port and I got onto the plane back home.
About a week later, I was in school, in Math, right before lunch. The bell rang for lunch as one of my friends; Hannah and I were walking into lunch to see Violet and Angela standing together again as always. I went up to them, seeing as Angela had practically called me a try hard and then a few seconds later told me to forget about it.
"Why don't you just forgive Aura already? GET OVER THE WAY SHE CALLED YOU A TRY HARD!" Angela practically screamed at me.
I started to tear up. I ran out of the lunch room and into the bathroom. I dialed the only number that I could count on to be there. Then I noticed car out in the bus loop as one particular person started to get out of it.
Oh my god, it was Ronnie and the rest of Falling in Reverse.
I gasped, seeing that lunch was over and everyone was headed into the hall where I was. I didn't care who was watching me or who told me to go back to class, all I cared about was Ronnie, that he was here right now and he was blasting Metallica from the radio with the windows rolled down.
I exited the doors, seeing the rest of the band sitting in the backseat of the car, while Ronnie running towards me, arms spread out wide as he scooped me up into a huge hug. "You called for me?"
"You're such a life saver Ronald Radke." I whispered into his chest.
"Didn't I say that I'd get the bands and my asses onto a plane anytime you called for me? I think I did." Ronnie chuckled.
"HEY, LOVEBIRDS, GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE AND LET'S GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE THE TEACHERS GIVE HER A DETENTION!" The rest of the band yelled over the loud Metallica playing in the front of the car.
I pounced on Ronnie's back, wrapping my legs around his waist. I glanced back to find my friends staring with the weirdest expressions on their faces. "Wait, hold on for a second." I said sprinting back up to the doors as my friends let me in.
"Hannah, tell Mrs. Robin that I got sick and went to the nurse and went home, okay? Right now, I'm going to go and get in a joy ride with the lead singer from Falling in Reverse! Bye!" The words seemed more like gibberish then an actual sentence as I rushed back out to Ronnie as he had pulled the car up to the front of the school, right in front of the doors.
"ARE YOU SURE YOU COULDN'T HAVE JUST WAITED OUT BY THE STREET?" I asked in a scream as Ronnie rolled down the window of the car.
"Sorry honey, get in before you cost us all a detention." Ronnie joked, as I climbed into the passenger side of the car.
"I am going to need to re pay you for this!" I said as Ronnie and the rest of the band were singing a loud to some song and after a while, I decided to join in.
Then we all started loudly singing "Situations" from Escape the Fate in 2006 when Ronnie used to be in the band.
"These Situations are irrelevant now!" Ronnie and I started off and the rest of the band joined in with us.
"From the ends of the ropes, I see that blood will be shed! I see that blood will be shed!" Ronnie and I sung when Situations was over.
The rest of the band stared at us blankly as I looked back at them while Ronnie and I both laughed.
"What the hell does your mind come up with when you two are alone?" Jacky asked in a joking matter.
"We came up with this when we were on the way to the air port a week ago." Ronnie laughed, but went right back to practically speeding past the other cars on the road.
"Where did you ever learn to drive?" I asked in a squeal, clutching my hands onto the leather seat of the car.
"NASCAR, where do you think?" Ronnie joked.
"I swear, if you get us killed by speeding, I am going to whoop you're..." I started but was cut off by Ronnie honking at some guy that had gone right in front of us on the road.
Ronnie rolled down the window to yell at the person. "HEY, GET OUT OF THE ROAD YOU BLIND MAN!" He yelled, giving him the finger.
"Just drive and get some wings on the way, will you?" Derek asked from the back as all the other guys nodded.
After a while of driving, we stopped at a motel to rest. I told my mom that I'd be staying with the band. She said that it was okay.
Ronnie and I had to share a room, while the rest of the band all slept in another room not far off from our room.
"Come with me." I said, taking Ronnie's hand and leading him up to the top level of the motel.
"It's a nice night. Perfect weather too, you know?" Ronnie asked as the wind was whipping his hair around in all directions.
"Yeah... Um, Ronnie do you mind if I asked you something?" I said as Ronnie turned to me.
"Can I come live with you guys in Vegas for a while or at least for the summer?" I asked, scratching the back of my neck.
It was pitch black outside so I could barely see Ronnie. "I guess if your parents are okay with it and everything, because the whole band is!" Ronnie smiled.
A moment of silence passed between us and we were about to kiss, until the rest of the band shinned what seemed like multiple flashlights on the both of us.
"Are you two done making out yet?" Derek asked jokingly as Ronnie and I both punched him in the arm.
"Well, after that, the rest of us are going to bed. What about the two of you, are you guys going to go to bed?" Jacky asked.
"No, we're fine out here for a while." Ronnie answered.
The band walked away as Ronnie slung an arm over my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. "I'll let you move in with the band and me if you don't mind all the tours and recordings that we have to do." Ronnie explained.
"It's alright, as long as I'm with you, I'll be fine." I sighed, leaning my head into his chest.
"So, you're coming to live with us in Vegas for the summer, right?" Ronnie asked with hope in his eyes.
I nodded. "After school ends, I'll just take the next few years in Vegas if it means being with you."
Ronnie's smile grew bigger. "I love you."
I smacked him across the face. "Well, it took you long enough!" I joked as he picked me up into his arms as we watched the moon rise up into the sky.
"If you're going to move in with us in Vegas, there are going to be a lot of things that you're going to have to adjust to."
"Really, like what, everyone being drunk in the house, but me?" I laughed.
He smirked. "That may happen frequently."
"Oh shut up! Take me back to our room." I demanded, as Ronnie picked me up bridal style and took me back to our room.
Now, I couldn't wait to move into Vegas with him and the rest of the band.
"Nothing's wrong with you at all. You're just having a huge problem that's all." He whispered.
"Do you know what I've been through in the last 4 years Ronald Radke?" I asked sternly.
"I bet that I've been through more in my life then you ever have in the past 4 years that you were in jail." I glared.
He backed away a little bit. "Sorry, just tell me what's wrong."
"Well, it's practically everything. My friends exclude me and tell me when I asked them what was wrong and they were like, 'Oh, it's NOTHING.' I feel so hurt and they always talk about me behind my back and I know that they do, because I can hear them whisper at each other and laugh." I managed to say.
"Don't mind those low lives. Also, thank you for that letter that you sent me a while back about my music meaning something to you." Ronnie smiled.
"So is there anything else wrong that you need to tell me about?"
"Actually, there are a lot of things that I need to get out." I admitted to him.
"Shoot and let's hear them."
"Also, my friend, actually, she's not my friend anymore, but when she used to be my friend, she practically called me a try hard because she thought that I wanted to be like my sister. Then she turned right around and tried to make up for it. I told her that if she called me a try hard in any way, I'd exclude her from my life and everyone now is trying to get me to apologize to her, even though I really don't want to, because being called a try hard puts so much emotion on the heart." I sobbed.
"I understand about your situation. Even though I was probably in it years ago, I never really remembered what I did or said to that person, let alone, say anything at all." Ronnie told me.
We both heard 2 sets of footsteps outside the main room. "Ugh, what the hell do you both want?" Ronnie called from the inside of the main room.
"Nothing Ronnie, but the rest of the band and I are getting some lunch. What do you both want?" I realized that the voice talking was Derek Jones, one of the guitarists for Falling in Reverse.
"Where are you going to pick up from?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"We really have no idea. We can find something that's close enough to us." Another guitarist, Jacky Vincent spoke from the other side of the door.
"We aren't hungry. The rest of you can go on ahead without us. We'll just stay here."
"Okay, bye Ronnie!" Jacky and Derek said in unison as they both walked away with the rest of the band.
"Some kind of band you got there." I sarcastically joked. Ronnie nodded happily.
"They're like a second family to me." Ronnie said.
"Really, that's amazing! I wish I had a band to rely on like that, or better yet, a group of friends." I sighed.
"Well, you have me as your 'counselor' pretty much. Also, you can hang with the band anytime you'd like! As long as we aren't on tours or recording in a studio, but other than that, you can visit me any time you'd like!" Ronnie said cheerfully.
"If I ever need you any time soon, YOU come where I live!" I commanded him, punching his arm playfully.
"Exactly, where is that, because I'll bring the band along with me!"
"I live in....wait, I thought in my letter you knew where I lived when you wrote me back the first time!" I said, getting out a piece of paper and writing down my school name, the directions to it and my number in case he had to call me for some reason.
He wrote down his number as well for me. "Even if you have to call me during school hours, please do, because I'll get the bands and my asses onto a plane and come right to where you are." Ronnie said seriously.
"You'd do that for me?" I asked, laughing.
Before he could answer, I realized that I had to leave. "Ronnie! Oh my god, I have to go back home! Can you drive me to the air port?" I asked.
Ronnie drove me to the air port and I got onto the plane back home.
About a week later, I was in school, in Math, right before lunch. The bell rang for lunch as one of my friends; Hannah and I were walking into lunch to see Violet and Angela standing together again as always. I went up to them, seeing as Angela had practically called me a try hard and then a few seconds later told me to forget about it.
"Why don't you just forgive Aura already? GET OVER THE WAY SHE CALLED YOU A TRY HARD!" Angela practically screamed at me.
I started to tear up. I ran out of the lunch room and into the bathroom. I dialed the only number that I could count on to be there. Then I noticed car out in the bus loop as one particular person started to get out of it.
Oh my god, it was Ronnie and the rest of Falling in Reverse.
I gasped, seeing that lunch was over and everyone was headed into the hall where I was. I didn't care who was watching me or who told me to go back to class, all I cared about was Ronnie, that he was here right now and he was blasting Metallica from the radio with the windows rolled down.
I exited the doors, seeing the rest of the band sitting in the backseat of the car, while Ronnie running towards me, arms spread out wide as he scooped me up into a huge hug. "You called for me?"
"You're such a life saver Ronald Radke." I whispered into his chest.
"Didn't I say that I'd get the bands and my asses onto a plane anytime you called for me? I think I did." Ronnie chuckled.
"HEY, LOVEBIRDS, GET YOUR ASSES OVER HERE AND LET'S GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE THE TEACHERS GIVE HER A DETENTION!" The rest of the band yelled over the loud Metallica playing in the front of the car.
I pounced on Ronnie's back, wrapping my legs around his waist. I glanced back to find my friends staring with the weirdest expressions on their faces. "Wait, hold on for a second." I said sprinting back up to the doors as my friends let me in.
"Hannah, tell Mrs. Robin that I got sick and went to the nurse and went home, okay? Right now, I'm going to go and get in a joy ride with the lead singer from Falling in Reverse! Bye!" The words seemed more like gibberish then an actual sentence as I rushed back out to Ronnie as he had pulled the car up to the front of the school, right in front of the doors.
"ARE YOU SURE YOU COULDN'T HAVE JUST WAITED OUT BY THE STREET?" I asked in a scream as Ronnie rolled down the window of the car.
"Sorry honey, get in before you cost us all a detention." Ronnie joked, as I climbed into the passenger side of the car.
"I am going to need to re pay you for this!" I said as Ronnie and the rest of the band were singing a loud to some song and after a while, I decided to join in.
Then we all started loudly singing "Situations" from Escape the Fate in 2006 when Ronnie used to be in the band.
"These Situations are irrelevant now!" Ronnie and I started off and the rest of the band joined in with us.
"From the ends of the ropes, I see that blood will be shed! I see that blood will be shed!" Ronnie and I sung when Situations was over.
The rest of the band stared at us blankly as I looked back at them while Ronnie and I both laughed.
"What the hell does your mind come up with when you two are alone?" Jacky asked in a joking matter.
"We came up with this when we were on the way to the air port a week ago." Ronnie laughed, but went right back to practically speeding past the other cars on the road.
"Where did you ever learn to drive?" I asked in a squeal, clutching my hands onto the leather seat of the car.
"NASCAR, where do you think?" Ronnie joked.
"I swear, if you get us killed by speeding, I am going to whoop you're..." I started but was cut off by Ronnie honking at some guy that had gone right in front of us on the road.
Ronnie rolled down the window to yell at the person. "HEY, GET OUT OF THE ROAD YOU BLIND MAN!" He yelled, giving him the finger.
"Just drive and get some wings on the way, will you?" Derek asked from the back as all the other guys nodded.
After a while of driving, we stopped at a motel to rest. I told my mom that I'd be staying with the band. She said that it was okay.
Ronnie and I had to share a room, while the rest of the band all slept in another room not far off from our room.
"Come with me." I said, taking Ronnie's hand and leading him up to the top level of the motel.
"It's a nice night. Perfect weather too, you know?" Ronnie asked as the wind was whipping his hair around in all directions.
"Yeah... Um, Ronnie do you mind if I asked you something?" I said as Ronnie turned to me.
"Can I come live with you guys in Vegas for a while or at least for the summer?" I asked, scratching the back of my neck.
It was pitch black outside so I could barely see Ronnie. "I guess if your parents are okay with it and everything, because the whole band is!" Ronnie smiled.
A moment of silence passed between us and we were about to kiss, until the rest of the band shinned what seemed like multiple flashlights on the both of us.
"Are you two done making out yet?" Derek asked jokingly as Ronnie and I both punched him in the arm.
"Well, after that, the rest of us are going to bed. What about the two of you, are you guys going to go to bed?" Jacky asked.
"No, we're fine out here for a while." Ronnie answered.
The band walked away as Ronnie slung an arm over my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. "I'll let you move in with the band and me if you don't mind all the tours and recordings that we have to do." Ronnie explained.
"It's alright, as long as I'm with you, I'll be fine." I sighed, leaning my head into his chest.
"So, you're coming to live with us in Vegas for the summer, right?" Ronnie asked with hope in his eyes.
I nodded. "After school ends, I'll just take the next few years in Vegas if it means being with you."
Ronnie's smile grew bigger. "I love you."
I smacked him across the face. "Well, it took you long enough!" I joked as he picked me up into his arms as we watched the moon rise up into the sky.
"If you're going to move in with us in Vegas, there are going to be a lot of things that you're going to have to adjust to."
"Really, like what, everyone being drunk in the house, but me?" I laughed.
He smirked. "That may happen frequently."
"Oh shut up! Take me back to our room." I demanded, as Ronnie picked me up bridal style and took me back to our room.
Now, I couldn't wait to move into Vegas with him and the rest of the band.
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