Chapter 4

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6 years later...

"Well I'll be damned." my friend Missy shook her head at the object in her hand.

"What's that?" I spun around and walked over to where she was standing.

"Avenged Assholefold released their third album."

"What? Let me see that." I squinted my eyes and snatched the CD with disbelief.

Ever since I started talking to Missy in college we immediately became best friends. She went to the same high school I did and always heard about the group. She even heard a shit ton of rumors about me even if she was a grade lower than I was. But she found out the truth later on, of course.

"Unbelievable...just when you think nothing more will come of it, more does!" she slapped the sides of her knees.

"Honestly, Miss," I put the CD back, "this isn't how I planned for our day off to go." I smirked as she shrugged.

"Sorry, couldn't resist it."

And yes, she loathed the idea to show an ounce of respect for those guys just like I did, no matter how successful or talented they were. However, I do have maybe a tiny droplet of respect towards Matt. Missy thought it was just another "let's fuck around with Amanda" thing.

The televisions in the music store blared something that made me jump.

When I turned around my shoulders dropped.

"Aw, no..." I shook my head as Missy came and stood by my side as we stared up at the TV screen.

"The Beast and The Harlot," Missy read, "well we all know she's had Brian's tic tac in her box." she said as she casually watched the slut in the red walk in that annoying slow motion.

Missy always made me laugh when I needed it. She didn't even have anything to do with them, especially Brian, and she hated on them like I did. In fact, she had absolutely no filter when it came to them. I felt like I had to keep my mouth shut sometimes only because of what Matt did.

"Whoop," she nodded her head, "there he is."

And she was right. There was the idiot with a fedora.

We watched as he sat in the strip club.

"Of course! Of course he'd be there!" Missy slapped the sides of her knees again and walked away.

I, however, continued watching the TV.

The way he watched the two females make out disgusted me.

The whole idea of him disgusted me.

I gave up and walked away.

"Do you just wanna head on out to the bar?" I asked as Missy nodded.

"After seeing that, I need a drink."

Make that two for me...

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