Twisted Love Story (Yelawolf Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1: My Box CHEVY

Kamber's POV

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Oh my god! Today is the Slumerican Made Tour! I screamed inside my head. I'm so excited. Yelawolf is my idol.

I'm getting ready to head out when.

"Kamber!" screamed Dad. "Where the hell are you!"

oh no.. I thought.. He's drunk.

"Yes dad?" I answer.

"Come here" he demanded.

I came to him only to have an hand meet my face. I smack into the wall. "Ow!" I hold my face as I stare at an anger father. He stares down at me. And it begins . One after another fist connect with my body.

When he's finally done. I crawl my way to the door and run. I left with all my cash. I had my clothes and my phone with my charger. "I'm never looking back" I thought, And I left. Yelawolf.. Here I come.

~ One Hour Later~

I pull up to the venue and I park and walk to the gate. Give my ticket and walk to my seat, Front row and center.

The show soon starts, Yelawolf walks on to the stage and opens up with My Box Chevy

I couldn't help but sing along.

Half way threw the set a hand grabs me. and Pulls me backward. I feel everyone's eyes on me. Even.... Yelawolf...

"What the hell!" I screamed and turned. Frozen with fear. "Oh No"

Derek... My Boyfriend... How did he find me...

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!" he screams and people start looking.

" I..I was just coming and seeing--" I tried to say but he cut me off.

"Your such a fucking slut. What you think I wouldn't know you wanna try and fuck him and all his Bitch ass crew? I don't even know why im with you... Your so fucking stupid.!" he screamed.

"please don't talk to me like that" I say in a small voice.

"What the fuck did you say to me?" He raises his hand and slaps me hard across the face.

There's a big circle around us now and everyone is looking at me I turn to look to see if yelawolf is staring. But he continues with Twisted. How ironic right?

Derek shoves me back and I catch my balance. "Hey!" Eminem shouts. "Calm down buddy." he says to Derek.

"Look at what you've done, You ungreatfull bitch. " His fist connects with my face. I fall to the ground. All the music stops and I feel myself getting lifted off the ground. "Where am I going?" I asked. "Backstage." The voice says.

I try to look around and I notice i'm laying on a couch in someone trailer. I look around. Jack Daniels, Snake Skin Boots, Rebel Flags, And His Gold Records everywhere.. I'm in Yelawolf's Tralier outside the concert.... But Where is he....