Only Metal Can Save Me Now//Metal Lords •Hunter Sylvester•

Damsel In Distress, My Ass

My phone had just fallen to the floor thanks to Skip and Hunter was the one picking it up.

***

As I walked to my locker and got my stuff for my next class, I noticed Eden walking this way, I forget our lockers are on the same side of the hallway.

She was looking at her phone, headphones still in her ears from earlier, lip syncing whatever it was she was listening too, it was probably some shitty pop song, or a shitty song by Clay's sucky band.

I didn't know why I was watching her, but as I did, I watched as Skip walked up behind her. She was oblivious. I then watched as he smacked her phone out of her hands.

Her headphones, unplugging from it and her phone crashing to the floor. I sighed. I didn't want to help her, but for some fucking reason, it felt like I had to, so before I could object to whatever the fuck my self consciousness was telling me, I found myself walking over to Eden.

I watched as she closed her eyes and shook her head as Skip walked away. I picked up her phone where it fell, but when I finished getting it she was going to pick it up.

I awkwardly held it, and noticed that the screen was actually okay, her phone turned on from a text message and I saw the title of the song she was listening to.

Shot In the Dark by Ozzy Osbourne.

As I handed it back to her, I couldn't help but stare. She stared at me too.

Metal gods, what the fuck is happening?

***

"Oh, uhm, thanks." I said as Hunter picked up my phone and held it out for me to take. He was staring at me. "Yeah...no problem. Skip's a dick." He said as I took my phone from him, but neither one of us moved.

"Yeah, I know." I said, staring at him.

"Yeah...uhm, at least your phone's not broken." Hunter replied. I could have looked down and saw that myself but I just couldn't break our eye contact.

Jesus, what the hell is happening?

"Yeah, but my headphones are probably fucked." I said as I held them up. "Yeah...okay well, I'll see you later." He said before he abruptly walked off.

I furrowed my eyebrows and turned around, he was already gone. I then turned and continued my way to art.

When I got there, I grabbed my art project. I'd have to take it home, there was no way I'd get it done in class. Before I started working, I took out my phone and my headphones, I plugged them in and attempted to listen to some music, but the headphones were in fact broken.

"Fuck." I said quietly. I sighed and grabbed a pencil. This was going to be a long class.

I barely got anything done on the project by the time that the bell rang.

I grabbed my project and walked out of the classroom. I was walking to my locker when someone pushed me, or shoved me.

I fell to the ground and my art project and whatever else I had in my hands went flying elsewhere. "Freaks not here to help you now!" Skip said as he walked away.

I sighed and started to get up, when out of no where, Emily and Kevin saw me and ran up to me. Kevin helped me up and Emily grabbed my stuff.

"He just never quits, does he?" Emily asks me. I nodded. "Thanks." They nodded. "Do you want to hangout?" Emily asked me.

"I would, but Hunter and I have to work on our speech assignment." I told her. "Sorry." She said. I shrugged. "It's fine. We can hangout some other time, here." I said as I wrote my number down.

"Now we can talk outside of the school." I told her. Emily smiled and nodded. We all said goodbye and I continued my way to my locker.

I grabbed my book bag, made sure I had my project and shut it. I looked around for Hunter. He was at his own locker getting his stuff. I walked over to him.

"Can you hurry up?" I asked, harshly. I didn't intend to say it that way but Skip has been a pain in my ass this whole week.

"What's your problem?" He asked with the same energy. "Skip." I said bluntly. He nodded quietly as he shut his locker. We then started to walk down the hallway.

Luckily, Skip was no where to be seen as we walked down the hallway, out the doors, and to Hunters car.

After we got into the car, we headed to Hunters house. "Where's your dad?" I asked him as we walked down the basement stairs.

"Probably at work, I don't fucking know." He said. I didn't say anything, I just put my book bag in one of the chairs and turned to face him. "We don't have that much done." I told him.

"Yeah, I know." He said. I sighed. "All of this is ridiculous." I said shaking my head. "Trust me, I fucking know." He stated. I turned and looked at him. "Do you? Do you really know how fucking ridiculous everything is, Hunter?" I asked, sort of snapping at him.

"If your talking about the fucking project, then yeah, Eden, I do know how fucked shit it." He stated. This was not supposed to be an argument, but I chalked it up to me being made at my parents and Skip and shit.

My accidentally snapping at Hunter, I knew the moment he heard that sentence fall from my mouth he would obviously take it as an argument. And I was over thinking way to much and didn't know what to do.

"I'm not just talking about the project here." I told him timidly. "Then what is your problem." He snapped. The timid feeling I had left. "Jesus fucking Christ, there's a lot but I know you don't want to hear a goddamn thing about my personal problems or any of that fucking shit!" I told him.

He rolled his eyes. "I kind of have no choice. Since you so rudely fucking stole my best friend from me, and on top of that you befriended his fucking wacko girlfriend, I hear about you or things that happen to you through Kevin all the fucking time at school, and it's starting to fucking bleed into our free time!" He yelled.

"Well sorry, Kevin's nice, and so is Emily, unlike some asshat I know!" I responded. I wasn't finished. "If I knew then, when Kevin asked me if he and I could be friends, that you were gunna be there or associated with us hanging out, I would have bottom line, flat out said fucking no."

"He was my friend first. I don't understand why he even wanted to be friends with a Jesus loving bitch like yourself." Hunter said. Yet another assumption. That was a bit childish. "I don't want to do this stupid fucking project anymore." I scoffed as I grabbed my book bag and turned around and started walking up the stairs.

"Wait. I heard hunter say as I was a few steps up. "What Hunter!" I asked as I turned around. I don't know what exactly happened, but when I turned around I must have slipped or tripped over my own foot because I tripped and luckily, with my sort of shitty luck, Hunter caught me.

"Please stop helping me, saving me, whatever it is you do! Every time something happens weather its Skips fault or not, somehow you're always there and some fucking way, your always apart of the solution to fixing it!" I yelled.

"It's not like I try to be there Eden, we go to the same fucking school, and it's not entirely my fucking fault. You're like a damsel in fucking distress almost every day because of Skip." Hunter told me.

"Damsel in Distress, my ass. Skips a dick, you out of all people should know that! Why are you always there, helping me, we hate each other yet some fucking way your always there!" I said to him as I stood there with my arms folded across my chest.

"Cause I'm not a complete fucking monster, Eden!" He yelled. I looked at him. I never called him a monster, and I never thought of him as one. Yeah he was an ass, but he probably had his own reasons for that, and I know that seems like a shitty excuse, but it's probably true.

I stared at him. "I never said you were." I said softly. It took a minute for one of us to say something, and it definitely wasn't me. "...we should get working on the project." Hunter said as he walked away and sat in one of the chairs.

I didn't say anything as I followed and sat in the chair across from him.

God, what the hell was that all about?