Trust I Seek//James Hetfield x reader

Two

Days later, you sit in your room blasting music. You sit on the floor in front of you mirror, your makeup spread out around you. Vic walks in as you smear black eyeshadow onto your pale eyelids.

Minutes later you're climbing into the passenger side of Vic's red 1969 Chevrolet Chevelle. You dig through her glove box for her cassette case. You look through her cassettes, grabbing Metallica's Kill Em' All and putting it into the cassette player. Vic turns up the volume as she drives. Roughly two hours later you arrive at the venue. "Still an hour early." you smile.

You walk with Vic to the ticket line, handing the guy at the booth your backstage passes. He points to a golf cart with a member of security beside it. "You're gonna want to get on that." he mumbled, his voice low and monotone. You walk over to the security guard and show him your passes. He then tells you to get onto the golf cart and takes you to the backstage area.

You notice the red string on your pinky has less slack and is no longer resting on the ground. It looks as though something is pulling it tightly. "Hey Vic?" you say, your tone slightly worried. She looks at you with a raised eyebrow. "What is it?" she asks, noticing your worried tone.

"Y'know how a string will lose slack and become tight when its pulled?" you ask, turning to face her. She nods, her eyebrow still raised. You take a deep breath.

"My string has no slack."

Vic stares at you with wide eyes. "y/n, you know what this means, right?" she says, her voice soft. You nod at her. "Do you see the other end of it?" she asks.

You look at the string, your eyes following it. "I don't see the end, but I can see the direction it's going." Vic grabs your hand. "Then lets follow it!" she insists, her voice louder and more excited.

As you step forward, you're stopped by a security guard. "You ladies need to get to your seats." he says to you, his voice deep and rumbling. You nod nervously before dragging Vic to your seats.

"We can look later." you reassure her. She nods before turning her attention to the stage.

"Holy shit!"