Roll To Me (A Bam Margera Love Story.)

Welcome to Hell.

As, I walked toward the crew, I began to feel nerves creeping into my stomach. I looked down at the black Cky muscle shirt, than Ryan let me borrow, and rested my hand on my stomach, looking up at Ryan hoping he would help me out with the guys. As if, feeling my eyes on him, he set his gaze on me, seeing my nervous expression. "Hey, you'll do fine. Don't worry." He said ruffling my hair a little. I took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself down. We walked up to everyone, and Ryan yelled random things to get everyone's attention. "Alright guys, this is my friend Libby. She is going to be our new photographer." He announced. Everyone looked me over summing me up. I recognised pretty much everyone. Danger Ehren, Wee man, Preston Lacy, tree Bike Tommy, who I was surprised to see, and a few others. Steve-O came up, and gave me a hug. "Welcome to hell little lady." He said, faking a country accent. I giggled, and talked to him for acouple of minutes before Jeff Tremaine walked up, asking to talk to me. I told Steve-O I'd catch up with himlater, and he walked away to go find Wee-man. "Well, I'm Jeff, or Tremaine, which ever you prefer to call me. I have a assignment for you.I'm going to be editing today, so it's time for you to do a shoot. All of our main boys will be dressed, and ready to shoot in 15 minutes." He gave the information, and I made my way towards the building that's holding the shoot. After another 5 minutes all of the guys walked out into the open, and I busted out laughing.

All of them except for Johnny were dressed in camo print thongs. Johnny was weraing a commander's uniform. The backdrop was horizontal rainbow lines, and red, pink, and tan balloons littered the floor. I was biting my lip to stifle the chuckle that wanted to escape my lips. All of the guys just looked at me, and laughed with me, besides Bam, who looked upset, and embarressed. "Okay, guys. Even though you all look ridiculous, we have to get started, but before them, because I'm new, I'll introduce myself. I'm Libby Alexandria, I'm from California, and I'm psyched as fuck to be working with all of you. I'm a huge fan. Now let's get started. I don't care how you pose. I'm not a dictator, so as long as it looks good it's all good." I finished as they all chose a pose. After an hour of different poses we were finished with the shoot, and all of the guys came up, and welcomed me, aside from Bam. The guys were all getting changed, and I was sitting looking through the pictures of the shoot, giggling to myself, but my eyes kept wandering to Bam. In every photo he was perfection. "Why does he have to hate me?" I muttered to myself sighing sorrowfully to myself. My phone began to ring, and I answered it without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello?" I called into the reciever, frowning at a picture of Bam glaring at me.

"Miss me already?" He gloated from the other line.

"What do you want Roger?" I asked aggitatedly.

"I was just leeting you know that you left your picture of your mom..." He trailed off.

"What?!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, and I threw it away. I can't have that shit around when my new girlfriend, Jen, shows up." He said evily. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"I-I..." I had nothing more to say. I hung the phone up, blocking his number, and I cried. I cried about my mother, I cried about my foster mom, I cried about my self pity. But, mostly, I cried about Bam. I don't know why, but being rejected by my hero, is just so painful to me. I don't know what it is about him, but no matter how much he hates me, I can't shake the feeling he gives me. As I let out a silent sob, two strong muscled arms lifted me, and placed me on their lap. I curled my fists into the front of whoever this was shirt, and just cried. His strong arms held me tightly, running his fingers through my hair. I wanted to know who it was, but I couldn't bring myself to stop crying long enough to look. "Shhh, shhh, you're okay. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He cooed. My breath grew heavy as I realized who was holding me. The very person Iwas crying over, was comforting me. "I'm sure this isn't about me, but I didn't help anything. I'm sorry that I treated you like that, I just... Missy broke my heart, and when they suggested you became the new photographer, it was like, all of these unwanted, painful memories came back, and I just blew up. I never meant to hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you. I just thought I was protecting myself, but your just a sweet, caring girl who was offered a job. Your not Missy, and I'm so glad for that. Your perfect the way you are, and I don't know who that was you were on the phone with, or what they said, but you don't deserve it, just like you didn't deserve the way I was treating you. I'm sorry, I really am." By this time I was staring up at him,looking into his beautiful icey blue eyes, and I lost myself. I swore I saw his eyes flicker to my lips, but I wrote it off as my imagination as he tenderly kissed my forehead, and wiped my tears away. "Come on. Dunn said he wants us to bring him some food, he's sick."

I got up fixing myself, making me look a little more presentable. I began to walk but stopped, to turn, and look at Bam. He was only a mere few inches away. "Thank you." I said timidly. He smiled warmly down at me and kissed my cheek before continuing to walk towards the door. I followed behind, getting into his rental mustang, and sriving to Dunn, stoping and getting 2 bottles of Jack Daniels, a bottle of Captain Morgan spiced rum, and some chicken for Ry. As he drove, I kept glancing over, wondering what just happened, and why he changed so quickly? Have I even really seen the real Bam?... Well, I guess I'll find out soon, won't I?

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