Kellin's outfit. :) Yes, he wears dresses too, just not at school. Dedicated to @RiahPTV because she gave me some advice... Not v v evil, I promise... Enjoy!

Kellin's POV

It was a gorgeous day out. It was cool, the breeze was nice and cool... It was perfect. And, before you ask, I'm wearing a dress today... It's actually my favorite one! It's a really cute blue and gray dress, with black strap sandles, my black purse, sunglasses, black bracelets on each wrist, and my hair was in a pony tail.

I looked at my phone and saw the new text from the mysterious person who has been texting me for the past two weeks. I've still been talking to Jaime, but I haven't talked to Vic. I told Jaime I wouldn't until he apologized and, apparently, he said the same thing.

Unknown Number

Hey, Kells... You look hot in that dress.

I began to freak out. I walked into the coffee shop and ordered a frappé. I sat down in the corner and pulled out my notebook, "Hmm... Lyrics... What should I write...?" I asked myself quietly. Honestly, this time away from Vic has given me a lot of writing time... He was such a distraction...

"Kellin Quinn!" I got up and grabbed my drink, paying, and sitting back in my booth. I chewed on my pen as I thought... What to do...

Some tough looking guy with dark hair and a lot of tattoos walked in. Under one of his eyes was a tear drop tattoo.

He's been in prison.

I subtly and cautiously watched this guy. If he's been to prison, he's bad news. He ordered, looked around, and made his way to me.

Great.

He sat down and smiled. "Hi, I'm Ronnie..." I smiled nicely, "I'm Kellin..." He chuckled and mumbled something that sounded like 'I already know' under his breath. I raised and eyebrow and he just smiled sweetly. I looked around and, shít... Beau was here with some guy in a hoodie with the hood up.

They were watching me.

I was creeped out. "So, Kellin... What'cha doin' here all by yourself? A pretty boy like you should have someone to keep you company..." This guy was giving off the wrong kind of vibe... I felt creeped out.

I just chuckled, "Well, I did have a boyfriend... But, well... He got mad at me for something and it was irrational.. I won't talk to him until he apologizes and neither will he..." I ranted. This, Ronnie, guy just smiled and listened. It was a creepy smile though...

Then again, maybe that's just how he smiles...

Beau and the guy he was with looked at me and the one in the hoodie pulled out his phone. He typed something and shoved it in his pocket. My phone dinged and that's when it hit me... Who ever Beau is with.. That's who's been harassing me.

Ronnie raised an eyebrow, "You okay?" I nodded. "Yeah... Just.. Random text..." I said.

Unknown

Your hair looks so so pretty when its up... U can actually see your big blue eyes

"Ronnie Radke!" The cashier called. My eyes went wide... Hes Jaime's ex. Oh my God, what the hell is going on...? He smirked, got up, and got his coffee, sitting back down.

I was scared. The hoodie guy removed the hood and my jaw dropped. Jack Fowler... He's my ex. We dated for a while before I broke it off because he... Well, he only wanted sex from me.

How the hell did he find me?

I looked at Ronnie with wide eyes and he just smiled. He was insane! Beau was insane! Oh my god, I need to get out of here! I packed my stuff and smiled sweetly and the demon in front of me, "Listen, I have somewhere to be... I'm, See you, Ronnie. It was nice meeting you." I said quickly, rushing out of the coffee shop.

They were following me. I was scared... What were they gonna do to me? I was terrified to say the least... I turned the corner and- fuck... It's an alley! Dead end. I turned around, only to be grabbed by Ronnie. I screamed behind his hand and began kicking and screaming.

"Aw, my little fúck boy's baby can't fight against me this time. Look, Kellin, Vic is mine... You won't take him away from me." Beau said. I glared and growled. What a crazy fúck!

"Hey!" I voice called from the end of the alley they dragged me down. It was a girl with chocolate brown hair, eyes kind of like mine, maybe a bit more gray, pale ish skin, and she looked to be around 5"2' to 5"4'. The other girl was much shorter... She had obviously straightened hair, brown eyes, teal/black glasses, brown eyes, and she looked to be 5". Ronnie chuckled, "Look, sweethearts, this doesn't involve you. Why don't you take your little selves and go shopping." He shouted to them.

They looked at one another, smirked, and looked back to us. These chicks were crazy! Everyone was fuckíng crazy!

The shorter one chuckled darkly, "Let the kid go, and we won't hurt you..." She said. Jack, Beau, and Ronnie laughed, "I won't hit a girl..." Jack said, still laughing. The girls were now right next to us. "Oh, I understand that..." The taller one said. She had a British accent...

"Me too... I'd never hit a girl..." The shorter said. "But I will knock the fúck out of a bïtch..." She said before hitting Ronnie right in the díck. The taller one grabbed Jack just as Beau went after them and held a pocket knife to his neck. "Go ahead. I really will not hesitate to kill him." The British once said in a deadly tone. Jack looked terrified, "Guys, let's just g-go..." Beau glared and helped Ronnie up. "Fine..." He looked right at me. "Don't think you've seen the last of us." Beau spat before running off with Ronnie and Jack. The shorter girl helped me off the ground, "You okay?" She asked. I nodded, "Thank you... I don't know what would've happened if you didn't show up."

They smiled, "No problem. I'm Violet, by the way." She one with glasses said. "I'm Riah..." The other said, smiling and reaching out to shake my hand. "Actually... Haven't I seen you at school before? You're Sophomores, right?" I asked. They both nodded, gave me their numbers, and told me if they ever need anything to text or call. Now, to the big problem...

Why the hell are they after me...?

A/N: Hiii... Hehe, how are you???

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