Harvey Nix. Troy Nix's daughter, meets Hunter Sylvester the metal obsessed asshole teenager.
(I dont own any of these characters besides my own, all rights go to Netflix. I also suggest you watch Metal lords before reading because this does include...
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I lie here on a hotel bed, Kevin and Emily went out on a date by themselves and Hunters taking a shower. I stretch and get up to grab my bag, I know its bad but Ive recently taken up smoking cigs and sometimes pot. The only one who knows about this habit of mine is Hunter.
I can obviously feel a addiction coming into play but I just try and ignore it. I grab a cigarette out of my bag as well as a lighter and step onto the balcony. Lighting it, I lean against the railing looking over at the beautiful city of Seattle, my home town.
Looking down at the streets of Seattle I remember when I was little when I used to run around downtown with my Mom, she would take me to mini marts and get me everything I wanted. But on our way home, she always used to stop to see a "friend" at their place, then come out with a brown bag in her hands. I didnt know what it was about at first, I was only 13. But as I grew I started to understand that she was using, my dad and her used to fight all day over those little brown bags.
Then, she left. She slammed the door on our family and crushed us. I like to think thats why my dad became a doctor, to help people who want the help, unlike my mom. I vividly remember this fight they had when my dad was yelling that she needed help and my mom threw a shit load of our things on the floor. I remember hiding by the beat up couch crying, not understanding what was going on.
I dont think my parents were ever prepared when they had me, they were young and dumb. 17 is a awfully young age to get knocked up. With me being 17, its funny to think that im the same age as my mom when she had me. Sometimes I wonder where she went, and what shes doing now.
"Harvey?" Hunter says from behind. I drop the cigarette off the balcony and turn to see him. Hes in a towel and is still a bit soaked, "I threw it off, dont worry" I say quietly, stepping back inside. "Good" he nods, Hunter grabs clothes from his suitcases and starts to change. I slightly scream and shove my face into a pillow.
"God! Get a room" I half-shout, I hear him laughing and I hear clothes move. A minute goes by, "You can look now" I hear him say, I take my face out of the pillow and hes fully clothed. I think its funny how we've been dating for almost a month and we still freak out over little stuff like this.
He throws himself next to my on the bed and we cuddle up together, "I hope you know I love you" He says quietly, I can feel my eyes water. I dont know why Im crying, and It wont stop. "Do you hate me now?" I stutter, "How could I hate you? Its okay, youre grieving and thats normal" He pulls me close to him as he speaks.
"Ive been grieving for almost 5 years" I whisper angrily as I start to feel tears fall down my warm face again. "I blame my fucking mom for this shit" I laugh a bjt, but Hunter doesn't. He makes me look at him, "Listen, youre mom really fucked you over, I know how that feels. But no matter what, I will never hate you" he says softly as he kisses my forehead.
"God I love you" I say with a smile
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SORRY THAT CHAPTER WAS KINDA SAD LMAOSOD i thought it would b cool to kinda dive deeper into Harveys story but yeah 🤭 also thank u guys for 800 reads! I really appreciate it <333
