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

Only Metal Can Save Me Now

Math was boring as shit, especially since I didn't have headphones to listen to music with anymore. At this point, I just wanted to go home. Y'know what? Fuck that, I'd rather go to Hunter's. I can actually have a personality there.

When the bell rang, I got up and grabbed my stuff. On my way to my locker, I felt a presence start walking next to me. I expected it to be Kevin, Emily, or Hunter. I was wrong. It was Clay.

I looked at him genuinely confused. Clay and I? We never and I mean never crossed paths or communicated. I don't know if we hate each other, but this happening, was very unlikely. "Uhm, can I help you?" I questioned him.

"Sorry, I'm not trying to be creepy or whatever, but I see you walking around with headphones in all the time, and I've noticed some of the band stuff you have in your locker. He must be referring to my "cover" bands. Not like actual cover bands, but bands that save my ass from people seeing and knowing I like metal.

I honestly just wanted this conversation to end. "If you like those bands, I was wondering if you'd listen to my bands new song." He said as we reached my locker. "Clay..." I said, not knowing how to say no without being a bitch. Clay was nice to just about anyone.

"Yeah?" He questioned. "Listen, I'm sure your band is great, but I don't really listen to that type of music." I said. He looked at me confused. "But your locker?" He said as he looked at my locker and then to me.

I mentally said fuck it and decided to tell him the truth.

"Listen. I am not like my parents and quite frankly, I don't listen to this shit, and I'm not saying your bands shitty, its just not something I'd find myself listening too. I like metal. I fuck with metal." I said, hoping what I just said didn't come off as bitchy.

All Clay did was smile. "That's completely fine. I see why you and Sylvester kick it off so well." I was glad that this went smoothly. Clay and I continued talking a little bit more. Mostly about battle of the bands and random shit.

While this was happening, Hunter was making his way down the hallway. Stopping when he got to Clay and I. "Okay, well thanks Eden, bye." Clay said before he turned away and left.

"What was that about?" Hunter asked like he was jealous of the idea of Clay talking to me. "Wanted me to listen to his band. I told him it wasn't my cup of tea." I explained.

He looked at me and nodded. "Skips making more fucking rumors." Hunter told me. I sighed and shook my head. "I mean there's nothing we can do about that. Skip is a dick, you and I of all people know that." I told him.

There's someone in this world I hate more than Hunter Sylvester, and that is Skip Hoffman.

"Yeah but the rumors are getting out of hand." Hunter said. "The only way we're gunna fucking get through this shit, is to live with it. Skips gunna get what's coming to him sooner or later." I told him as I shut my locker and we both started walking down the hallway.

"What class do you have?" I asked him. He groaned and sighed. "Math, you?" He replied. I laughed a little. "History."

"Boringgg." He replied. "So is math, and besides, Kevin's in the class with me, I think I'll survive." I told him. "Oh, fuck off Covertin." He said playfully through a smile, going along with the fact that I rubbed it in his face that I had Kevin in my class.

I laughed and smiled too. "Whatever Sylvester." I said to him as I walked down the hallway. I was still walking when my books got slapped out of my hands and all my shit fell. I looked to the person who was walking away.

I ground my teeth together. "Fucking Skip." I whispered under my breath as I picked up my stuff. My mood had drastically changed in such a short time frame.

Instead of me smiling and laughing with Hunter, I was now pissed the fuck off all because of a small dick-big truck driving asshole- Skip Hoffman.

Jesus, I can't fucking stand this and this fuckery

History wasn't that boring thanks to Kevin and I talking when we could. He picked up the mood I was in and had asked if I was okay. I answered him honestly, explaining what Skip did before class started.

Kevin said something along the lines of 'skip is a dick' or 'skip hoffman sucks pig dick's' I'm pretty sure he learned the last saying from Hunter and that made me smile a bit.

***

The day flew by. Of course, not without the stupid antics that Skip would either pull on me, Kevin, or Hunter.

I was supposed to go to Hunters after school today, but I had to go home. My parents were coming back from where ever it was they fucking went.

I walked home, despite Hunter asking me several different times if I wanted a ride.

When I entered the house, both my parents looked at me and then to my attire, and lucky me, I forgot to pause the music I was listening to on the way home.

My dad just stared at me, then shit kind of hit the fan. "You will not wear those clothes or listen to that music in my house!" He yelled. I paused my music and just stood there. I didn't know what to do.

"Whose clothes are you even wearing?" He asked. I looked at my mom for help but she wasn't there, I don't know where she went.

"They're, they're Hunter's..." I said, immediately regretting that. My dad scoffed. "You know what, if your gonna dress like that and and be with a boy whose obviously corrupted and won't except the lord as his savior, then you can get out. Leave!" He said, the tone he had throughout this whole argument never faltering once.

I didn't feel like fighting with him anymore. "Fine." Is all I said as I calmly walked past him, to my room and started grabbing the shit that I could. I filled my book bag up and my suitcase, if this is what it took for me to be myself, then fuck it. I didn't care anymore.

I walked out of my room again and this time my mom was back in the room. "Maybe we should just talk." My mom said to my dad. My dad shook his head as I stated walking towards the door. "No, I want her out."

I didn't say anything and I didn't look back. I walked out the door, down the steps and started off down the street.

There's one place I could go. As I walked and dragged my suitcase behind me, I wondered if my dad was just being un-rational. I wouldn't know. As I trekked my way to my destination, it started raining.

"You have got to be fucking kidding." I said as I looked up to the sky. Nonetheless I still continued. Eventually I made it. I rang the doorbell and waited for them to open their door.

I watched as the door opened "Eden?" There stood a shocked confused face that belonged to none other than Hunter Sylvester.

I sighed to myself 'only metal can save me now'