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

Metal Gods...Are You There?

Metal Gods? It's Eden again...what the fuck did you do to Hunter?

A lot has happened. And I mean a lot. A fuckton. Everything just sort of blew up.

It's a long list of fuck ups and fuckery on everyone's part. I'll keep it simple.

Hunter and Kevin weren't friends anymore, I wasn't cool with Hunter and I was back at home. Felt like fucking elephant shit hit the fan.

Hunter made fun of and embarrassed not just Emily but me too. And since Kevin and Emily were dating, Kevin dropped him as a friend. Shit was literally insane.

The whole speech project shit and Hunter and I's growth as friends or whatever the fuck you wanted to call it, was fucking burned away all thanks to Hunter's need to be an ass.

Right now, I hated Hunter way more than I hated Skip. And that alone should say something.

I hated being back home, but where else could I go? I had no safe haven anymore. I was listening to Pantera really quietly when there as a knock on my bedroom door.

My dad answered and looked around my room distastefully from the music and the posters, I rolled my eyes. Hasn't been easy being back here, he and I aren't even in the same room at the same time anymore.

I eat my dinner in my room, breakfast, lunch. "Some kid named Kevin is here to see you." He said disappointed and disgusted. I rolled my eyes once again and got up.

I walked outside and shut the door. "Hey Kevin." I said, sitting on the steps. "Hey Eden...have you talked to him?" He questioned. I shook my head. "No, and I honestly don't want to. How's Emily? She hasn't responded to any of my texts." I asked.

"She's going through it. She probably hasn't answered you since you might want some space too. What Hunter did was fucked up." Kevin stated.

"Don't I know I know it. So what brings you by Shlieb?" I asked Kevin. "Clay asked me to play with his band at his sisters wedding this weekend. "That's cool." I told him. At least Kevin was still drumming.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?" He asked. "Why not ask Emily?" I questioned. He told me he didn't want to upset her or make things worse.

Understandable. "Alrighty. I'm going to need a ride there, so it would be great if you could help a friend out." I asked.

He nodded. "Okay then Kevin, I'll see you later." He said the same thing and he started walking back to his car and I started walking back to my door.

"Wait." Kevin asked. "Yeah?" I questioned him as I turned around to face him. "Why isn't this affecting you the way it is Emily and I?" He asked. I wasn't expecting him to ask that, but nonetheless I had an answer.

"Because, I guess the last few weeks and past month, Hunter and I weren't hating each other. He and I...we had our hating moments and we had our caring moments. Living with my parents and pretty much hating him for as long as I have? You kind of get used to it, the let downs and the disappointments. But just because you don't see this shit affecting me, doesn't mean it isn't. Because it is, it's affecting me a fuck ton. And I'm disappointed in myself that is." I explained.

Kevin looked at me weirdly and nodded. "I'll see you Saturday." He said before he got into his car and left.

When I got back into the house, my dad was legit waiting for me. "What?" I asked. "What did he want?" He said. Already interrogating me.

"Wanted to know if I wanted to hangout with him Saturday." I explained. "You're not." My dad stated. I cocked my head at him. "And why not?" I asked getting pissed off.

"I signed you up for a bible camp this weekend." He said. Okay, I was about to fucking throw hands.

Metal gods? What the fuck? Help me for Christ sake!

"I'm not doing that shit. Besides moms gone on that business trip and I seriously doubt if you even asked her about it. I'm going to a wedding with Kevin. It's our friend Clay's sister's" I explained.

He shook his head. "Fine, but after that? Your grounded." I rolled my eyes and went to my room.

Jesus Christ my dad is a dick.

Eventually Saturday rolled around and Kevin had just picked me up. "Hey Eden!" Clay said as he saw Kevin and I. "Hey Clay." I said. He was a nice person, I just wasn't a big fan of his music. To each their own.

The wedding was nice and eventually it was Kevin's time to play with Clay's band.

Eventually the band was done playing and apparently we all were going to a hot tub.

Metal gods...why am I here?

Long story short Kevin was drunk and I'm prettt sure I was too. For a minute I thought I was dead because I could of sworn I saw Cliff Burton shaking his head at me in disappointment while he stood behind Kevin.

Metal...whatever you are, whaaat rhe fuck am I doing?

***

(Hunter's pov)

So, Kevin was playing with clay's band. I decided to go crash that stupid wedding. Fucking Corpse paint and all.

Downside to that though, I got arrested. And my dad was fucking pissed. They wouldn't even give me my stuff back. Those prick ass officers.

Along with this though, my dad apparently had the last straw. So I was off to a mental Fucking health facility. What the fuck!

***

(Eden's pov)

I got home and it was a mistake. I was honestly kind of shit faced and apparently that was the last straw for my dad.

He fucking took me to a health center. Sorry, but fuck that noise!

Fucking fuck.

Jesus, metal Gods or whoever the fuck is listening, get me the fuck out of this place! Like please.