I Never Said, I'd Be Coming Back For You. [Austlan] (ON HOLD)

Chapter 3 - The Storm.

**Alan's P.O.V.**

It had been weeks since that incident with Austin happened. And to this day I could not remember what happened that drunken night.

For all I know, we could've fucked or something.

It's a good thing that neither of us remembered because then it would be extremely awkward, the subject was never brought up. I was secretly thankful for that.

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The rest of the tour had been cancelled because of a very tragic loss. One of the bands we were touring with, their lead singer/screamer in particular, had passed.

That's right, Suicide Silence's Mitch Lucker had died.

Alan, Tino, Phil, Aaron, the rest of the bands and I were extremely sad.

Mitch was a good friend and it really sucked donkey balls having to go to his candle light vigil tonight.

I didn't wanna cry, at least not anymore.

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When we got there, fans were already crowding the beach. Lights and signs were everywhere.

Austin and the rest of OM&M walked slowly to where everyone was.

We each picked a candle and lit it. Then we carried it over to a formation that seemed to say 'R.I.P. Mitch. You'll be dearly missed'

Indeed he would.

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At the end of the night everyone was just a salty wet mess. Tears were flowing down everyone's faces.

I couldn't blame them.

'Come on Alan let's go,' Austin said quietly.

We quickly waked to the bus and settled in our bunks. We were far too sad to do anything else.

Why did this have to happen?

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[A/N: IN HONOR OF MITCH LUCKER. MAY HE REST IN PEACE. 1984-2012 <3 I owed you guys an update even if it was super mega short & crappy. Forgive me? Nikki and I will get back to writing longer chapters as soon as we can. Thanks for the support.

-Spacey.]