Twilight Saga: Caged Butterfly (Demetri Volturi X Reader)

Demetri X Reader: AU!Rock-Singers!

A/N: So I had this idea to make just a bunch of AU!s for all of you darlings and this story now that we're finally on the last arc, so here are 18.500 words for a single one-shot I could not stop writing and writing. XD Honestly I'm pretty bad at writing one-shots because my perfectionism simply cannot allow me not to properly explain things sometimes ^^;;; (i'mhopingtogetbetteratthemthoughsincethisonetookthreemonthstofreakingwrite). The characters are the same, just their relationships change most of the time and I tweak just a few of them to help me out with the plot XD Next chapter is going to be the normal story and if you read to the end of this chapter, you can vote which is the next one-shot you wanna see. All songs in this chapter belong to their rightful owners. Enjoy! :3 Love ya all <3 

'Jesus fucking Christ superstar!!!'

It was four in the fucking morning. Four o' clock and you were turning and tossing restlessly on your bed, swearing every known and unknown to humankind swear you could actually muster. Truly, it was a terrifying spectacle to see, but your tiny apartment was utterly bereft of any other form of life other than yourself, tucked carefully under a thick layer of blankets and angrily glaring at the wall on your left as if you were able to pierce it with sheer determination alone. Alas, silence was nowhere to be found and the creaking and banging sounds of a bed coming in hard contact with the wall dividing you from your neighbor was enough to drive you crazy. Lustful and high-pitched moans of a girl thoroughly enjoying herself echoed in a cacophony of what you thought was screeches –like nails against a chalkboard.

At first you thought it was a pterodactyl or something.

But ooooooh no...

'That's it!'

With your patience finally reaching a breaking point and going far beyond it so much you couldn't even see it in the distant horizon, you toss your blankets with power, dropping your feet to the side and rising on them with a deep exhale. Cold pierces you and you swear loudly as you walk over to the wall shivering and start banging at it with all your might; fist clenched and paining you a bit as you catapulted it against the sturdy surface again and again as hard as you could.

'It's four in the fucking MORNING!!! MAKE the dying cow SHUT UP already and stop trying to pierce a hole through the FUCKING wall!!!' you scream with all your might and thankfully enough, the noises stop instantly.

It wasn't that you were used to make complaints to the neighbors. Living in a huge apartment building that was a bit not well kept, you knew you were in for some noise and paper-thin walls but nothing had ever prepared you for what you'd actually encounter. So, your words were greeted by silence, a small chuckle barely audible and a cheering sound from the above floor. Thankfully for you and whatever was left from your sleep, the noises stopped and silence once again prevailed. Sighing to yourself, you walk back to your bed and unceremoniously fall on it, tucking yourself in and closing your eyes contently, allowing the much-too-needed sleep to take you away into dreamland after such a long time; pulling you off into a deep sleep filled with lustful moans and beautiful men. Not too bad right?

The rays of light coming through the wide window of your room were enough to wake you up gently, roughly around twelve o' clock. It was yet another rainy morning in Seattle and the silver light filtering inside was enough to give your small apartment a feeling of coziness and melancholy for the approaching winter. Tossing and turning lazily on your bed, you stretch your limbs like a cat and hear them pop, before their sound is followed by a soft Italian song breaking the silence. Rolling your eyes, you grumble loudly; it's not that the song is awful but goddammit can't a girl have some silence around here?