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

We Aren't Insane, We're Just Metal Heads

"You two know each other?" Troy asked. "If you even wanted to fucking call it that." I said as Hunter sat down in the chair next to me and asked if Dr. Nix was Troy Nix. He really couldn't use his brain sometimes.

"What do you mean?" Troy asked us both. Then everything kind of blew up and we told Dr. Nix all the shit that happened between us and more specifically why we weren't cool anymore.

He shook his head and told both of us to stop yelling at each other. He asked Hunter the same questions he asked me. I knew Hunter would say no to all of them. He doesn't do that shit.

"Then why are either one of you here?" He questioned. "God, just-fucking metal, man!" Hunter answered. "Look, we aren't fucking insane we're just Metal heads!" I said loudly.

"Shit, you know how many people like you I get in here just because they like metal? You two don't belong in here. I'll get started on the paper work so you can leave." He said.

I was happy about that. He got up and lead Hunter and I down the hall. I stepped dead in my tracks. "How long exactly will it take for everything to be cleared so we can leave?" I questioned.

"Monday." Troy answered. I actually found myself feeling genuinely bad for Hunter, Battle of the Bands was tonight. "Wait wait wait. Monday? We can't wait till Monday . My righteous band Skullfucker is supposed to play in battle of the bands tonight!" Hunter said freaking out as he got something out of his shoe.

It was a custom Skullfucker guitar pick. "Sick name." Troy replied. "Yeah." Hunter said. "Sorry, but I still can't get you out until Monday."

"But maybe that'll give you time to make up with your girlfriend." He added. I stood there silently and awkwardly. "She's not-we aren't." Hunter told him.

"Based on everything you two went through, yeah, you are, whether the two of you know it or not." Dr. Nix finished before he walked away. "Shit, shit, shit." I said, deciding to forget the whole weirdness that just went down.

"What?" Hunter questioned. "We need to find a way out of here. Battle of The Bands is fucking huge and it would be a total waste of crappy bands if Skullfucker didn't get to play." I ranted.

"Why do you care so much? Your supposed to hate me?" Hunter questioned. "This is what you wanted to do. Play Battle of The Bands, meet the guys from Iron Maiden. It means a lot to you, so it means a lot to me too." I said honestly.

"Wait, I thought you didn't want to be around me anymore after I did that shit to you and Emily?" He questioned. "I thought so too, but with everything that's gone down since then and where we are now? It's different."

"It's hard not being around you and it's hard for me to hate you." I said to him softly. "I'm sorry." He said with a sigh. "I didn't even know I had made fun of you during the speech. I guess I just wanted to let Emily know that I didn't want her in the band." He said using the same tone I did.

I never saw this side of Hunter often, it was nice. I furrows my eyebrows when I finally noticed his hair. "Hunter what the fuck happened to your hair?" I asked curiously as I stared at the side that was shaved.

He looked mad just by me bringing it up. "Skip and his dickhead friends...but I fixed it to where I look like Jason Newsted." He said, actually turning the negative into a positive.

I smiled at him a little. "I mean he may not be in Metallica anymore, but the hair is still Metal." I replied. He actually laughed a little at that and it surprised me. As we were standing there in the hallway, Ray walked up to us.

Once again holding out a blunt for either Hunter or I. I rolled my eyes. "We don't want your drugs, Ray." I told him kindly as I grabbed Hunter's hand and I lead him into the community activity room.

We sat down on the couch. "So how'd you end up here?" I questioned Hunter. He shook his head. "My fuck ups. I crashed, well tried to crash the wedding that Kevin was playing at with Clay...things didn't go to plan, I got arrested and my dad wasn't all that happy." He told me.

"What about you? How bad did you fuck up?" Hunter questioned me in return. It was nice talking to him again. I don't know how I hated him.

"Kevin asked me to go to that wedding with him and I did. My dad wasn't going to let me go. Said he signed me up for a bible camp that weekend or whatever. I straight up told him I wasn't doing that shit. He let me go, but he did inform me that when I got back I'd be grounded." I explained.

"You ended up in here because of that? Compared to what I did? That's nothing." Hunter told me. I shook my head. "There's more. After the band was done playing, Kevin went with Clays band to a hot tub. I followed Kevin because he was the only one I was friends with. Long story short, I made a mistake and drank. I fucked up, went home and my dad grounded me on the spot and now I'm here." I said, finishing the story.

"You drink? He questioned. I knew he was against that shit. Probably because a lot of bands have broken up because of it. "No, fuck that. When I did last night, it was a mistake. I'm not going to throw my life away on it. It's not worth it. Too many bands have broken up because of drinking and a lot of people have lost their lives." I told him honestly.

"I keep forgetting you like metal." He said as he shook his head, picking up on the reason why a lot of metal bands broke up that I added to the conversation.

"If I were you and I knew the religious version of me, I'd forget too." I told him. He laughed at that a little too.

I then got a great idea. "I have an idea." I told him. "Is it a way for us to get out of here?" He questioned hopefully. I shook my head and smiled. "No, but it's a way to pass the time." I said as I got up and walked over to the tv.

I made sure no one was watching and grabbed the remote. I then walked back over to the couch and sat back down next to Hunter.

I crossed my arms and watched the people watch the tv and then after a little while, I revealed the remote and turned it off. I then waited a minute and then turned it back on.

Hunter was almost like actually having a laughing fit. I've never seen him do that before either.

I held out the remote for him to take, I didn't want to hog all the fun.

He and I then sat there for what seemed like hours: trading the remote, turning the tv off then back on.

This part of here was nice. But I seriously doubted it would be if Hunter wasn't here.

Metal gods, we're chill again

I had my hand resting to my side, eventually I felt Hunters hand beside mine. It was an unspoken gesture, but it wasn't an unwanted one when we both just held each others hand.

Still trading off the remote to the tv with our others. Despite where we were right now I was happy.

"See, we aren't insane, we're just metal heads." I told Hunter with a smile without looking at him. Even though I wasn't looking at him, I could feel he was looking at me, with a smile of his own.

Jesus, don't do any thing stupid, I beg of you

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Metal gods...do not fuck this up, I mean it

(A/N: by far one of my favorite chapters. I'm sad to say that there's only two more chapters left after this one, but I'm going to try my best to make them. I'm also still working on the Axl Heck story that I'm writing. If your interested in that it's called About Love. Alrighty then, Happy reading- Jaimie 🦆🤙)