My Past Is Complicated

by TheKing2001

Chapter LIII

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“Alright so here,” Bon Bon placed a piece of paper next to me before pulling up a chair with Fuchsia. “Me and Fuschia sat down and wrote these lyrics for you, her, Trixie to do. We sat thinking long and hard about the situation you got going on and came up with this song. We feel it fits you kinda. We circled your parts, Trixie’s and Lyra’s. Fuchsia is back up vocals for you three. I didn’t know she wrote tricks up my sleeve so it’s nice to have a fellow writer to help with this.”

I picked up the paper and looked at my parts. I glanced at them in confusion.

“Why would Lyra want those lyrics as her part?” The two looked at each other and shrugged.

“We felt you wouldn’t want the topic of sex in your lyrics considering what happened,” Fuchsia admitted. Bon Bon nodded her agreement.

“We can change it if you wish.”

“No it’s fine,” I said before taking a sip of water. I didn’t really think we would ever get along with Lyra and Bon Bon. I thought they would have held a grudge against us for beating them in the battle of the bands but they surprisingly didn’t. They had been mad at the time but I assume that was the heat of the moment plus the sirens influence. “I’m down.”

“Perfect!” Bon Bon beamed at me. “After lunch, we’ll go down to the studio in the basement.”


“So typically we would have Derpy here to do the drums but Sunset’s family is coming to visit so she’s staying there to meet them. We can just use a drum sound effect online,” Lyra explained as she adjusted the microphones to match our heights. “Are you sure you want this recorded and put online?”

“I’m sure. Besides, The Illusions haven’t done a song in a long time,” I reassured her and hoped my nervousness was hidden well. Octavia gave me a confused look.

“Don’t you mean Trixie and The Illusions?” She asked. I shook my head with a smirk.

“After the battle of the bands, Trixie removed her name from the bands title to be more inclusive to me and Fuchsia,” I explained.

“That’s nice of her,” Octavia mumbled in surprise. “Didn’t see her doing that ever.”

“Trixie is full of surprises,” Trixie commented as she stood up with her guitar. “The Humble and Kind Trixie is supportive of her friends!”

“That she is,” I chuckled and wrapped an arm around her in a hug before stepping to the mic nervously.

“Trixie can do the song solo if you wish,” Trixie whispered and I shook my head.

“I got this.”

“Okay,” Trixie stepped back and Vinyl lifted her camera before giving me a nod and I took a deep breath.

“I miss the misery, I’ve been a mess since you stayed. I’ve been a wreck since you changed. Don’t let me get in your way, I miss the lies and the pain. The fights that keep us awake. I’m tellin you, I miss the bad things, the way you hate me. I miss the screamin, the way that you blame me. Miss the phone calls when it’s your fault. I miss the late nights, don’t miss you at all. I like the kick in the face. And the things you do to me. I love the way that it hurts, I don’t miss you, I miss the misery,” I inhaled and saw Bon Bon giving me a reassuring grin.

“I’ve tried but I just can’t take it. I’d rather fight than just fake it,” Trixie grinned as she stepped forward for her part.

“Cause I like it rough,” Fuchsia quickly interrupted. Apparently Trixie and Bon Bon had wanted her to have more parts so they gave some Trixie’s parts to her.

“You know that I’ve had enough. I dare you to call my bluff. Can’t take too much of a good thing. I’m telling you,” Trixie continued.

“I miss the bad things, the way you hate me. I miss the screamin’, the way that you blame me. Miss the phone calls when it’s your fault, I miss the late nights, don’t miss you at all. I like the kick in the face and the things you do to me. I love the way that it hurts. I don’t miss you, I miss the misery.” I will admit, I did miss me and the other Illusions singing together. Especially Trixie.

“Just know that I’ll make you hurt,” Trixie sang softly.

“I miss the lies and the pain, what you did to me,” Fuchsia took over and the pair kept doing the swapping thing we agreed on as I watched.

“When you tell me, you’ll make it worse.”

“I’d rather fight all night than watch the TV.”

“I hate that feelin’ inside.”

“You tell me how hard you’ll try.”

“But when we’re at our worst I miss the misery,” the two finished together as Lyra smirked and stepped to her microphone she had set up next to me. She had been surprisingly good at the guitar in the background with Trixie. I stared in shock and a bit of concern as her hair grew longer along with mine, Trixie’s and Fuchsia’s. I had no idea what the hell was happening.

“I miss the bad things, the way you hate me. I miss the screamin’, the way that you blame me,” Lyra surprisingly had a really good singing voice. I hadn’t focused too much on it at the time but yeah I was surprised. “I miss the rough sex, leaves me a mess. I miss the feeling of pains in my chest. Miss the phone calls when it’s your fault. I miss the late nights, don’t miss you at all. I like the kick in the face. And the things you do to me. I love the way that it hurts. I don’t miss you I miss the misery.”

Vinyl waited a few seconds before she gave us a thumbs up and set her camera down. I sat down on a nearby chair and held my hair in my hand. Trixie and Fuchsia were looking at their own hair curiously.

“Uhm what happened?” I finally asked.

“I guess we ponied up,” Lyra commented. “It’s a term Sunset came up with for the Raingoons. They did it when they played music. Looks like we aren’t that different in that regard.”

“It looks gorgeous!” Octavia announced as she admired my longer blonde hair. I had to admit, it did look really nice. I stepped in front of the mirror and noticed my ears had changed shape too.

“How long will it stay like this?” Trixie asked curiously.

“It should go away in a few moments according to Sunset,” Bon Bon replied as she and Vinyl looked at the video on the camera.

“What now?” Fuchsia asked.

“We pick a background for the video and upload it,” Vinyl answered as she plugged the camera into her computer. “Now come here and let’s pick one you three like.”

We all crowded around and started browsing. I had a feeling that this was a pretty damn good start.


Author's Note

All rights belong to Halestorm https://youtu.be/YpJAmlnBxoA

This chapter is gonna start a lot of shit and gives one of main characters an idea. I'll let you decide who. There's gonna be a few more musical chapters after this and in the sequel. Wild shit is coming.

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