Wrong With Me Rating: 15+ For strong language and mild violence. Characters: MCR, Avenged Sevenfold, Panic! At The Disco (old), Twiztid, and myself. (And possibly some random guests) Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to any of said bands or band members. This story is completely fictional and has no relation to their lives whatsoever.. Nor do I own the song stated in the title, which is by Twiztid. Plot/Summary: A girl finds out that she has a mental disorder that she never wanted to even think about. Go through her crazy life and see what it's like to have said disorder and all of her crazy friends that help her stay happy and positive. (Plot tends to change) Genre: Horror/ Romance/ Comedy/ Drama Chapter Index: 1. Afraid Of Me - Page One 2. Hold on to me- Page One Afraid Of Me Laken's Point of View "Aghh, what time is it, baby?" I asked Zacky Vengeance as I woke out of my slumber. "It's two in the morning.. Go back to sleep, honey." He muttered, rolling over and getting comfortable once again so he could fall back to sleep. I just sat there, wondering why it was that every single night, I woke at the most random hour. I couldn't get myself to fall back asleep, so I got up and walked into the bathroom. I looked at myself closely in the mirror, seeing that my face was pale, looking as if I were dead. I closed my eyes slowly, and started to hear the voices and see those people again. I opened my eyes quickly and shook my head violently. I needed to clear my head. I couldn't possibly be hearing them again, could I? I looked over at my sleeping angel and smiled wryly at him, wondering what he would think if he knew I was up, hearing voices. He would just think I was crazy. He probably wouldn't even believe me, just like everyone else. Four hours passed of me pacing the room, wondering if I should tell him or not. Thinking to myself if I should seek help for these reoccurring issues. Maybe, maybe not. I looked over at him again to see him waking up slowly. "How long have you been pacing, sweetie?" He groaned, rubbing his eyes, slowly getting out of bed. "I don't even know.. Since I woke you up last.." I mumbled, trying to hide the fact that I can't sleep properly anymore. Just another sign of going crazy.. "Baby, you can't keep staying up all night.. I'm starting to get worried about you." He frowned as he walked up to me, grabbed me by the waist and kissed my cheek sweetly. I just stood there and bit at my snakebites. What was I going to do? Tell him that I think I'm schizophrenic? No, I have to find out before I make accusations. Whatever, I'm just going to tell him. I wriggled my nose ever so slightly, moving my septum piercing in the process. I turned around and kissed him on the lips. "Hey, love.. I'm going to the doctor today to see about my sleeping issues. I have an appointment in about an hour." I looked at the alarm clock and back at Zacky, smiling softly. As soon as I started to walk off, the doorbell rang. Who in the world could that be at six in the morning? I slowly walked to the door and peered through the glass. It was Frank again. How many times would he come see me in a week? This is getting ridiculous. I opened the door and exclaimed sarcastically, "What in the world do you want this early in the morning?" Zacky walked up behind me to see who was at the door. "I just wanted to see if you were awake. I'm bored. Ya know, it gets really lonely living alone in that house next to you when you never come out." Frank smiled with a slight pout in his words. "You say that everyday." I sighed, smiling a bit. "Maybe that's a sign.." He smiled ever so slightly. "No, maybe that's you being extremely obnoxious." Zacky smirked, only joking. We loved Frank. "Come on in, Frank. Help yourself to the fridge and the coffee. You can spend some time with Zacky. I have to go get ready for my appointment." -- Zacky's Point of View. Something's up with Laken. She doesn't sleep much anymore and she won't eat a lot.. What could be wrong? Is she... nah. I'm coming to ridiculous conclusions. She's just stressed is all. I watched as she walked off to go get ready and turned back to Frank. "So, what-" I started to ask, but was cut off by him running to the coffee machine and pouring a class as if it were the last cup of coffee in the world. "What?" Frank smiled, sipping his coffee carefully. "Never mind," I said, chuckling to myself. What a site he was.. I turned around to see a fully made over version of the woman I married. "Whoa.." I said, examining her up and down as Frank whistled. "Are you sure you're just going to the doctor's?" "Yeah, I just didn't want to look like the bum that I usually am," She said, smiling nervously. "Now come outside and smoke with me. I have something to discuss with you." We walked outside, sat on the porch swing and I lit her cigarette as well as my own. "What's up?" I said, putting my arm around her. "Well," She looked down at her shoes, taking a long drag off her cigarette, "I think I may be insane. You know.. I hear voices all the time and that's why I can't sleep half of the time.. I thought I would tell you now because I didn't want to hide it any longer." She blew out the smoke while speaking. I kissed her lightly on the cheek and smiled warmingly, "That's okay. You know I'm not going to judge you for anything, right? I love you the way you are. You could have no skin and I'd still love you. Nothing will ever change that. Please understand that. I didn't marry you because of your sanity or insanity. I married you because you are the love of my life and the only woman I want." She smiled up at me and kissed me on the lips passionately. I responded by deepening the kiss slightly and lovingly. "I love you.." She told me, still smiling. Frank walked out of our house with a mug of coffee in his hands, smiling. "I'll see you guys later, I'm going to go see what everyone else is up to. Maybe we could all hang out later or something," He waved behind him as he walked back to his house, pulling out his phone. "Well, I have to go. I'll be back soon, I promise," Laken said as she smiled and kissed me once again. "Be good." I just sat on the porch and thought about how we could create an interesting day for Laken with Ryan, Jon, Brendon, Spencer, Gerard, Mikey, Ray, Jamie, Paul, Brian, Matt, Jimmy, Johnny and Frank.