UNKNOWN CHARACTERS POV:
I sat at my Macbook laptop in my room and browsed Sweet Genocides website, clicking onto the band members profiles. I wanted to see how my girlfriend was doing in the band, I hadn't seen her for at least a week.
Name: Raven Barley
Age: 23
Hair colour: Normally a medium brown colour, recently dyed blue/black
Eye colour: blue/green
Height: 166cm
Body type: Curvalicious
Relationship status: single!
Band Status: Lead Vocals but can play acoustic, electric and bass guitar!

Something wasn't right. I read over it again.
"Relationship status: single" I read it out loud this time "Single?"
That bitch.
I picked up my phone and dialed her number.
"Sorry but it appears that your call has been rejected" spoke a robotic womans voice on the other end of the phone. I chucked my phone at the wall in frustration.
"If you think I'm just going to give up, you're wrong Raven" I spat, punching the wall of the flat.

RAVENS POV
It was almost time for Sweet Genocide to hit the stage again and I was buzzing with excitement, it being the second show of the tour so far and the first time I've ever performed in Milwaukee where my grandparents on my dads side live. They were going to come around back stage sometime during our performence, so I was totally excited to see them! I looked over at an incomplete My Chemical Romance sitting beside me. Only Ray, Bob, Mikey and Frank sat there.
"Is it just me, or are you missing someone?" I asked.
"I miss my girlfriend" sighed Frank "She's hot"
"No! I'm talking about your baaannnddd" I laughed.
"Oh yeah, Gerard's just on the phone" replied Ray, giving me a small and cute little smile.
"To who?"
"Donno, but it doesn't sound good" frowned Frank, nodding over to where Gerard was.
"I love you too honey" he drawled in his unnaturally intoxicated voice "Okay, and say hi to Olivia for me" and then he hung up.

"Now please give a very warm welcome to Sweet Genocide!!!!!" announced Avenged Sevenfold.
"Alright you guilty guilty creatures! Here. We. GO!"
I tapped my foot to the beat of the drums and started to sing the first verse of the song I remember writing when I was jus thirteen years old. It was the very first song on our most recent album which, much to my delight, was titled Innocent.
"I've been sleeping in my coffin for so long now, trying to wake up from my nightmare but I can't somehow. I have been trying to open up my undevoted eyes and look out a Utopia much to my delight, but nothing is coming out for me. I prefer to have a frightening life to lead. It's much more interesting than simply detesting...... the innocent"
"My underlying, death defying apathy is taking me nowhere. Down this road is where I'll go when I want to go nowhere"
"Because there is no excitement for the innocent. There is no danger or risk. Now what is the fun in being so innocent. When there's the whole world wanting to bow down at your feet"
First half of the song was down and dusted, here we go.
"Is it wrong that I am attracted to such desolation and despair? Is it wrong to want to chop off all my hair? I want to be someone who no one else is. Because there is no fun in not taking risks. Down a couple of cans and light up my cigarette. And wait for my lungs to take in one last breath. I'd rather die young as being a hero and doing something with pride in my stride than die a cowardly old women who never did anything with her life....... because she was too innocent"
"And it's obvious that this coronation is going nowhere. Face it, we're all tyrannies who are going nowhere!"

I stopped singing to get the crowd back on their feet and ready for the chorus "Alright Milwaukee! I want you to scream as loud as you fucking can, get off your feet and jump! Jump! Jump!!!"

"Because there is no excitement for the innocent. There is no danger or risk. Now what is the fun in being so innocent. When there's the whole world willing to bow down at your feet! This isn't a universe for the innocent. Only the guilty have a right to protest. Now what's the fun in being so innocent. Guilty people like us will never rest!"

I tapped my feet again whilst waiting for the bridge.
"We've got so much to live for (ooooh), we've got so much commit to (oooh-oohhh), We've got so much to hate and love. I hate the innocent. I want the guilty pleasure. Underage? Who cares! What's the fun in being so damn innocent! I don't care! I don't wanna care! You can't make me care! And I want to stay guilty! I want to be free! I want to rebel against society! I don't want to be innocent! I was born to be guilty!"

"Because there is no excitement for the innocent. There is no danger or risk. Now what is the fun in being so innocent. When there's the whole world willing to bow down at your feet! This isn't a universe for the innocent. Only the guilty have a right to protest. Now what's the fun in being so innocent. Guilty people like us will never rest!"

As soon as our set list was over, we got off of the stage and I headed straight back to the van. I was extremely tired and needed a little bit of an early night. I couldn't be bothered washing my make-up off so I just stripped down, got into my pajamas and hit the sack in the hope that I wouldn't have to endure any more nightmares. My nightmares weren't just dreams though. I often had flashbacks of him, and I couldn't help it. I settled down in my bunk and closed my eyes, falling into a helpless dream.

"You slut!" He yelled as his hand came into hard contact with my face.
"I swear I didn't! Please believe me!" I begged as I fell to my knees on the hard linoleum floor due to the impact his fist had with my stomach.
"I didn't think someone so fat like yourself would ever-"

"Raven?" a cold hand was placed on my bare shoulder which was only partially concealed with a black strap connected to my singlet "Are you okay?"
I woke to see a curious face at the same height as my own. The hazel eyes...... upturned no- Gerard.
"Why did you wake me?!" I moaned, rubbing my eyes which were still covered in thick dark make-up.
"You were crying in your sleep" he said.
"What happened to staying away from me?" I mumbled, turning over onto my side.
"You were crying Raven, I got worried" he sighed "Just forget it"
I felt bad for shrugging him off like that as I realised he was only trying to help. He doesn't understand one thing though; I don't want his help.