i almost posted the wrong chapter yesterday! i messed up on the chapter numbers on my microsoft word so oops! well to tell yea, what i have written so far goes like this- happy, sad, alittle tiny bit more sad, happy again, then just plain weird. got it?! good dont complain.
*Party Poison’s P.O.V*
I woke up slowly. I was groggy, tired, and hurt everywhere. My skin looked burnt then I tried to remember what had happened. I was in the prison and they put me in the electric chair. Damn idiot dracs can’t even kill a person right! I pushed my cherry red hair out of the way and looked around. I was back in the prison.
My heart sank deep as I saw Grenade Doll wasn’t here. I hope she escaped with Glitter Exterminator. There was some girl passed out on the ground across the room. I looked at her to see she was wearing a skin tight, blood and paint splattered, black parade tee shirt. Oh great, just what I need. I thought back to the black parade.
My hair was short and bleach blonde. God was that ever a stupid look. I looked insane in the videos and at concerts as Satellite Bullet has told me. That was the last time I saw Bob. He was the best drummer anyone could ever ask for. He took no shit and that’s what I always liked about him. I sighed looking up at the dim light fixture.
I wish I could go back and relive those old times I had before this. I couldn’t help but start singing to make me feel better, “And if your heart stops beating. I’ll be here wondering did you get what you deserve. The ending of your life and if you get to heaven. I’ll be here wondering, babe did you get what you deserve. The end, if your life won’t wait, then your heart can’t take this!”
I started singing quit to not wake the girl up but ended up almost screaming the words. I closed my eyes to imagine a concert, “Wouldn’t it be grand to take a pistol by the hand? Oh wouldn’t it be grand if we were dead and in my honest observation. During this operation found a complication in your heart so-”
I stopped to see the girl had waked up and was staring at me smiling. I put my hands up, “You got me.”
She laughed, “Yeah I know. I’ve got for over a week now.”
I froze up, “A week?!”
She nodded, “Yeah why?”
I was pacing back and forth thinking, “OH this is bad, very bad. Have you seen a girl about yay tall?” I held up my hand a little lower than my head, “She has a red coat, striped stockings, and combat boots?” I was discribing Grenade Doll.
The girl looked at me confused, “No why? When I got here you were the only person here.”
I screamed angry then punched the wall, “OW! Okay I have got to get out of here.”
“Well don’t we all?” The girl said sounding annoyed.
“Well someone’s got sass.” I retorted back as I made a sassy pose.
The girl stood up and repeated the pose, “I know but you have more.”
I smiled, “Hell yes I do.” I winked and she giggled.
She stuck her hand out, “I'm Desert Sage.”
I shook her hand, “I don’t know what the point is over introductions because I assume you know who I am.”
She laughed, “That’s true but I don’t know your killjoy name.”
I was surprised, “Really? Well it’s Party Poison.” She was about to say something else but the door flew open. Two people were shoved into the room along with one unconscious body.
