I got dressed the next morning, grabbed my book bag, and walked to the laundry room to receive Hunter's clothes. I heard my parents talking in the kitchen. "I can't believe you called her that." My mom said to my dad. I sighed. They were talking about the argument from last night.
I walked into the kitchen and they both told me to have a seat, so I did. "We're sorry about last night." They both said at the same time. I shook my head. "Sorry you yelled at me, called me a mistake, or the fact you've been lying to me most of my life?" I questioned.
"All of it. Things-things we're hectic and I'm sorry. We just, you know how we are. And you having all that stuff in your room." My dad said as he shook his head. I looked at him. "So, are you grounding me, kicking me out, disowning me?" I questioned the both of them as I glanced at my mom.
She shook her head. "No, honey we're not disowning you or anything like that, we love you, despite the things that we're said last night." She explained.
I didn't say anything, I moved my line of sight to the top of the table in front of me, staring at it.
"You can keep your room the way you want, but you can't listen to any music around us or anything like that." My dad said. I should be pissed at what he just said, but that's literally what I've fucking been doing for the past 4 years.
I nodded. "Okay, can I go? I'm going to be late." I told them. They nodded and I got up. I rolled my eyes as I walked to the door.
I started my walk to school. Things were obviously somewhat different in the Covertin Household now, but not by fucking much.
I'm stuck doing the same fucking dance I was doing before my dad found my Slayer shirt, went into my room and found my posters, him calling me a mistake, and me finding out my parents have been lying to me since I became part of the existing.
Repressing myself is getting to be a lot, and more now then ever with the shit that's gone down with my parents.
I entered the school and saw Hunter at his locker. Instead of going to my own, I walked over to him. He was like, headbanging and he looked ridiculous. I said his name but he didn't hear me.
So, I tapped him on the shoulder. He turned and looked at me, rolling his eyes and taking out his AirPods.
"What do you want?" He asked already annoyed by my presence. I rolled my eyes. "I've already had a shitty morning and I don't need you making it worse, I came to return your uniform and yes, before you fucking ask, I did in fact wash it. Now here." I said harshly as I shoved his uniform at him.
He took it and before anything else could be said or done I saw Hunter look behind me and smile, pointing. I turned around and saw Kevin walking towards us, with none other than skip Hoffman behind him.
I then watched as Kevin thought Hunter was greeting him with hand signals, which in reality, he was trying to warn him of the dickhead that was behind him.
Hunter then started moving his hands frantically to the side so Kevin would get the memo and move. Unfortunately, that did not work. Instead, Skip shoulder checked Kevin and he went down.
As soon as he hit the floor, Hunter and I ran over to him. "Skip Hoffman sucks pig dicks."He told Kevin. Hunter helped him get his books and got him off the ground, I picked up one of his notebooks and picked up his glasses, giving them to him.
"He probably didn't mean to hit me, I think I was just in the way." Kevin responded. I know he's my friend, but I knew that wasn't true, Hunter probably knew that wasn't true as well.
"Okayyyy, well I'm gunna go, I'll see you in second period, Kevin." I told him, ignoring Hunter as I finally walked to my locker and got my books.
I didn't want to go to my first hour. Yeah it was math and I knew how to do it, I just didn't want to be there.
I was usually pretty okay energy wise. I mean I wasn't too amped up all time or too depressed, but after the unfortunate events with my family, I felt low. Like tired but not sleepy if
That makes any fucking sense.After I finished all my work for that class, I laid my head on my desk. That class brought my mood down more. I don't feel like learning about the same things over and over again when realistically, I'm probably not gunna have to know the fucking square root of goddamn Pi.
When the bell finally rang, I got up from my seat. My teacher walking up to me. "Eden, are you okay?" She asked. I smiled a little. "Yeah, I'm fine." I responded. She smiled and then proceeded to tell me that if something was bothering me that I could talk to her.
I don't understand why though. I sighed and walked out. I went to my locker and grabbed what I needed for history.
I took my usual seat and Kevin joined me. "How's your day?" He asked. I shrugged. "I honestly don't know." I replied. "Are you okay?" He asked me.
I looked at him and nodded a little. "Yeah...I'm fine." I told him, having no idea that my saying that would be the start of many lies.
I fell asleep in history and if it wasn't for Kevin shaking my shoulder, I would have slept through the bell.
The bell rang shortly after and we left. Lunch.
I sat down, putting my tray down and pulling out my phone and headphones.
I was scrolling through my playlists trying to find a song when I felt someone sit across from me. I expected it to be Kevin or Emily. Nope, it was Hunter.
I sighed. "Can I help you?" I asked. "Are you free after school today?" He asked. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why?" I questioned. "Our speech project. We literally have nothing done on it and you said yourself that you wanted to get it over with and out of the way and to be honest, I fucking want it done and over with too." He explained.
I fucking forgot about the speech project. "Fuck, I forgot about that. Y-yeah I'm free." I sighed, relieved with that fact that I didn't have to go home right after school.
Kevin and Emily joined us. Emily sat down next to me. "Are you okay." I sighed and got up.
"Okay what the hell is with people asking if I'm fine today? It's annoying, but if you must know I'm-I'm fucking fine, alright!" I said kinda loud as I walked off.
I found myself in one of the music rooms.
God, if your here, I honestly don't think I'm fine, so what the fuck is up with that?
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Only Metal Can Save Me Now//Metal Lords •Hunter Sylvester•
أدب الهواةEden Elizabeth Sage Covertin. With religious parents she can't be herself. Can't be the girl who loves wearing black clothes, can't be the girl who listens to metal music, can't be the girl who just wants to be herself. Another Metal head at school...