Disclaimer:I do not own JtHM or any characters related to there of. I do not own My Bloody Valentine, (The song sung) Nor do I own Good Charlotte.

Summary: Seriously, I don't even know what I am thinking writing this...mainly just to fufill my puckish side...(Look it up.)

Tenna pulls me out of the house,

"I don't want to go to the Homicidal Maniac concert Tenna!"

"I don't care! This guy is an awesome singer, and you need to get out more. Plus I have two tickets and turns out Spooky does not need a ticket so you are coming not matter what!"

"Ugh.......Fine! But I am not boosting you up on my shoulders so you can scream how much you love him. Last time I did that I got smushed..."

"Deal. Now come on!"

She shoves me into her car and then drives off. She speeds down the street worse than an old person with a lead foot.

We reach the stadium to see the place packed with screaming fan girls. I almost puke at the scent of perfume, cologne, and artificial foods.

"Tenna, I'll stay outside the stadium, you can go ahead."

"NO! YOU ARE COMING WITH ME, DEVI!"

"There is no stopping you is there?"

"Not at all."

We wander into the stadium and Tenna pulls me through the crowd of people, right to the front.

Minutes of people mumbling pass, then a fat man walks onto the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome your favorite singer!" He stops there, you can't hear his soft voice over the screaming.

A scrawny man dressed in all black, with dark navy blue, spiky hair walks onto the stage with an almost depressed face on. He snatches the microphone from the fat man mumbling,

"Thanks."

The sound effects start, the sound of thunder and rain. It sounds so real, but its fake. The guitar starts quietly with some soft chords and the man starts to sing.

Oh, my love
Please don't cry
I'll wash my bloody hands and
We'll start a new life

I ripped out
His throat
And called you on the telephone to
Take off
My disguise
Just in time to hear you cry when you...

You mourn the death of your bloody valentine
The night he died
You mourn the death of your bloody valentine
One last time

Singin'...

Oh, my love
Please don't cry
I'll wash my bloody hands and
We'll start a new life
I don't know much at all
I don't know wrong from right
All I know is that I love you tonight

There was
Police and
Flashing lights
The rain came down so hard that night and the
Headlines read
A lover died
No tell-tale heart was left to find when you...

You mourn the death of your bloody valentine
The night he died
You mourn the death of your bloody valentine
One last time

Singin'...

Oh, my love
Please don't cry
I'll wash my bloody hands and
We'll start a new life
I don't know much at all
I don't know wrong from right
All I know is that I love you tonight

Tonight

He dropped you off, I followed him home
Then I, I stood outside his bedroom window
Standing over him, he begged me not to do
What I knew I had to do cause I'm so in love with you.

Oh, my love
Please don't cry
I'll wash my bloody hands and
We'll start a new life
I don't know much at all
I don't know wrong from right
All I know is that I love you tonight,
Tonight!

The sound of violins falling softly fill the air, and then the air is filled with screams, The fat man gets back on stage. The skinny man throws the mic at him, before walking away, the man looks at me with almost tear filled eyes, then walks away swiftly speaking words I think I am the only one who heard,

"She came, no, she does not remember me. Just keep singing and she stays happy not having to deal with me. I will always be gone to her. I wish I could fix that." He runs his hand through his hair slipping behind a curtain. The fat man starts to talk.

"Yes! Yes! I know you all love him! Yes I am sure Johnny C. loves you too! He'll be back in a few minutes!"

After those last words were spoken, I start to shake, I pull on Tenna's shirt.

"We have to get out of here, NOW!"

"What? Why? Spooky and I are having a great time!"

"Please Tenna! I'll explain on the way home!"

"Grrrrrrrr. Fine, you seem pretty scared..."

I pull Tenna this time, quickly I weave our way out of the crowd and out the door. I run to Tenna's car shove her in the drivers seat, throw myself into the passenger side, but Tenna never starts the car. "What was it? I'm not starting the car 'till you tell me."

"Wha-what...bu-but Tenna!"

"Tell me."

"~sigh~ Fine, I-I know him...he...he was the guy that...he was the one from the bookstore...the one who tried to kill me."

"REALLY?! WOW DEVI! HE'S HOT! HOW'D YOU EVEN GET THAT!"

"Tenna! That is not the point! Remember, he tried to kill me!"

"Oh, oh right...well Devi, maybe he's canged. How are you even sure it was him?"

"How many Johnny C.'s are there in this town that has navy hair, dress in all black with a shirt showing a sarcastic remark, and can sing?"

"That's a point...Devi relax, we can sit here and listen to the concert from here."

"F-fine..."

We hear the fat man starting to talk,

"Here he is! The man you love so mu-GAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Screams erupt from the stadium. Not screams of love, screams of fear. I jump up, I am almost sure I know what had just happened. But then, I hear someone not tying to use the mic but you can hear their voice.

"You take one more step near me, bastard! Don't even go out in that parking lot and look for her!"

"I already know she's out there Johnny!"

"YOU DIDN'T KILL HER!!!"

"No I did not, your inference is correct. But once I finish you off, she and her insane friend with the skeleton doll will be next."

I hear Tenna's heart stop. She looks at me but both of us are to scared to move. The entire parking lot is empty by now. The stadium as well.

"Jimmy, I killed you! Don't go killing people that matter to me! Kill me and then go have your fun on people you don't know!"

"Oh, oh no. Killing people I know is much, much more fun."

"Sick bastard!"

"I am just like you were!"

"No! I killed people I didn't know so that people I did know would not get hurt by that thing in my wall! I'm so goddamn fucked up, god didn't want me! And Senior Diablo, well he sent me back here! You think I enjoy my life! I don't enjoy it! I don't I don't I don't! Stop trying to be me! STOP!"

"But I love the way you are. I want to be you."

"NO! YOU DON'T JUST GO BACK TO HELL! STOP! GAH!"

"See. I can't stand it when people hurt themselves either, you are such a pleasant person, I'll put you out of your misery."

"Stop......Jimmy.....STOP!"

"No! Your blood will go nicely on my wall...heh heh heh."

I jump off the car, I start running to the entrance of the stadium. I run in, I see Johnny on the ground, a knife in his side, Jimmy standing over him, ready to strike. I feel my eyes grow wide. I take the knife out of my bag that I carry with me, I throw my bag to the ground and run up behind Jimmy, put the knife on his neck. I hate the feeling, but I can't help it.

"Johnny, run!" I scream at him.

"D-Devi.......I-I can't..."

"Ugh....kick him."

Johnny kicks Jimmy's leg, and he falls to the ground. I try to find it in me to slit Jimmy's troat, but I can't.

"Do you need me to?" Johnny seems to read my mind.

"Mhm." I pass him the knife and Johnny scoots himslef forward and then stabs Jimmy in the back.

"GAAH!" Jimmy screams and then he falls to his side. Dead.

"Thank you...Devi..........Thank you." Johnny then blacks out.

"Johnny? Johnny?! Wake up now!............Fuck."

"D-Devi, are you okay?!" Tenna rushes over to my side.

"I-I'm fine Tenna."

"I-is he......d-d..."

"I don't think Johnny's dead Tenna...the other guy is."

"Wha-what do you want to do?"

"Go unlock your car. I've got this."

"A-alright." Tenna is shaking uncontrolably. I've never seen her so scared. I stand up, noticing from my knees down, I'm coated in blood. I'm not sure if it is Johnny or Jimmy's. I grab Johnny by the arm, then notice the knife in his side. I can't pull it out. I drop the arm, then lift both arms over my shoulders and drag him to Tenna's car. We drive in silence, only the sound of Johnny's breathing. When we stop in front of my apartment, Tenna speaks softly,

"You goin' to need help getting him up there?"

"Y-yeah..."

We get Johnny, with the knife still in his side. We carry him into the elevator, and go all the way to the top floor. The floor I live on. I unlock the door slowly, my hands are still shaking. I finally get the door open, Tenna takes Johnny to my couch and sets him there,

"I'm sorry sweetie, I have to go. My new place locks up in about 2 hours, and it takes me about that amount of time to get there."

"Its cool. Be careful. Bye."

Tenna walks to the door and closes it quickly behind her. I stand in front of the couch, staring at Johnny.

"My god Johnny, what have you gotten yourself into?"

I hear Johnny mumble something. He must be asleep, its somewhat cute. He seems so different, so helpless. He whimpers and tries to roll onto his side. I rush over and hold him still so he stops moving.

"How am I going to get that knife from his side?" I think aloud, hoping that helps me. I come to a conclusion.

I get some scissors from my room, cut part of Johnny's shirt, the part surrounding the knife. I slowly remove the knife wincing every time he does.

After what seems like an eternity and mass amounts of blood, the knife is out, and he is bleeding like crazy...

"How do I fix that now?" I run around the apartment and find a thick material, wrap it around Johnny's side, and notice, his shirt is staining my couch. I take his shirt off of him and throw it in my washing machine, wondering if the blood will stain the machine too. I move him to an extra room I have. He curls himself under the blankets at a high speed, he reminds me of an innocent young child. An innocent little homicidal maniac with nowhere to go, and nobody to talk to. A little helpless child, with nothing but the clothes on his back and the voices in his head, destroying him.

"What the hell am I thinking? Devi? Pull yourself together girl. No, he's not something you need to take care of. Yes he is. No he's not. Yes he is."

I only see him as a young child now, getting bullied for being so skinny, for wearing the same kinds of clothes every day. And his mother leaning over, and kissing his forehead. And speaking words that make him stop sobbing.

"Its okay sweetie, its alright, I'll take care of you. Don't worry, I love you." Then I kiss his head, and tuck him in. Turn out the lights and go to my bed.

"Oh Devi girl, what have you gotten yourself into?"

Hope you all liked it! I wanna do more!