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I Heard That Evil Comes Disguised, Like the City of Angels
Buried Alive
"Just a little more, come on and satisfy me
Just a little more, come on and terrify
Just a little more and I'll be done with it
Take my life and then I'll feel
Take my life and then I'll feel
Take my life and then I'll feel okay"
I couldn't help but laugh, as Craig Mabbit, threw down the microphone, his brown eyes sparkling. The crowd was going crazy, chanting his name. He whipped his black hair away from his sweaty face, smiling at the fans, he waved then started making his way over to the side of the stage, where I stood. Our eyes met, he smirked.
"Your Brian's sister right?"
I nodded, sticking my hand out.
"Alaina Haner, you can just call me Allie, I'm a huge fan of your music"
He shook my hand, my god was he handsome, my eyes ran down his body. A smirk was playfully on his lips.
"Nice to meet you, your brother talks highly about you" my eyebrows rasing,
"Oh does he? Nothing embrassing I hope"
Craig laughed, "Nothing embrassing, I promise, hey I got a question for you"
Suddenly I felt an arm drap across my shoulder's, looking up, I was staring into some bright hazel eyes. Matt's arm's bulging out of the tee shirt he was wearing. Craig seemed to notice the protective stance Matt had.
"Craig Mabbit, are you hitting on my little sister?" Matt's arm squeezed me tighter.
"Wouldn't dream of it" he answered before turning back to me, a smile on his face.
"Would you like to go on a date with me?" he asked me. My jaw dropped, I could of sworn my eye's were popping out of my head, did Thee Craig Mabbit ask me on a date? Matt's stance next to me turned rigid as he let out a low growl. What the fuck! Was I not allowed to even go on a date with it being a pissing match?
"Yeah, sure" I heard myself whisper, how my mouth even formed the word's were beyond me, cause I was still in shock.
"Awesome, I'll give you a call later, to go over details" then just like that, he walked way. I could of sworn my mouth was still hanging open, behind me I heard the crinkling of a water bottle, shrugging off Matt's arm, I turned to see Jimmy standing there, his eyes blue pools of liquid fire, blazing trails of hatered toward Craig's retreating form. His hands twisiting a water bottle, tension clearly in his hands. Was I not allowed to date? Not saying I was intrested in Craig Mabbit, but let's be fair if he had asked you out, would you have turned him down? Didn't think so.
"Jimmy. It doesn't mean I like him, I was just being friendly" his eyes darting over to me.
" Do whatever the fuck you want Alaina, I'm not your fucking babysitter" then he turned his back on me, walking away from me. My heart letting out an uneasy thump, that hurt. I understood why he was so upset. Jimmy knew everything that Drew did to me, he almost killed the fucker with his own two hands. I sighed, looking back at Matt.
"What did I do wrong?" a single tear, slipping down my cheek. Matt, shook his head, before putting his arm back around me.
"Jimmy's just very protective of you. The fucker will get over it, come on let's watch Linken Park"
I nodded, turning back to the stage, where they had already started there set. It was hard to watch them. As much as I loved Linken Park, my mind kept going back to Jimmy and his fucking reaction. It made my blood boil, how the fuck could he possibly get so mad at me for being nice? It really didn't mean shit to me. I sighed. Fuck my life.
"Are you fucker's ready for the main attraction!" James yelled, a bunch of screams followed after.
"Welcome Avenged Sevenfold" again a bunch of screams followed suit, my screams being part of that. Brian, Zacky, and Johnny all walked on stage, a bunch of girl's were screaming their names, telling them how much they loved them, and to marry them. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, teenage girls hormones were crazy. It didn't phase them though, they just kept their heads down, tuning their guitars. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned my head, there stood Matt and Jimmy, a brillant smile on both their faces, Matt's hazel eyes were slightly red. The fucker was lit up.
"Wish me luck"
"Good luck, you high mother fucker" he swooped down, planting a wet kiss on my cheek, before starting to make his way across stage, that only left me and Jimmy.
"Jimmy, about earlier, I'm so fucking sorry" the plea was out of my mouth before I knew it, I looked up into his eyes, he smiled and put his arms around me. I sighed in his scent, his scent of beer, weed, and leather.
"I'm sorry too, I was being stuipd, I;m just very protective of you Allie"
I smiled,"I know Jimbo, I'm the same way about you"
He let go, and bent down to look me straight in the eyes, "If that fucker hurts you, he's going ten feet under"
Laughing, I pushed him towards the stage, "Don't fuck up Jimbo"
He smiled again, waving at me, before going to sit behind his drum set.
"How the fuck are you all!" yelled Matt into his microphone, a bunch of screams erupted from the fans, I couldn't help but laugh. Matt enjoyed the attention he got.
"We are gonna start this shit with one of our favorite songs, Bat Country!"
Brian started to play, followed by Zacky and Johnny, my focous was on Jimmy, the way he played the drums could memorize anyone. He seriously was fucking amazing, he sent a glance my way, a smile on his lips, then he turned his attention back to the crowd as Matt started singing.
"You might want to wipe that drool off your shirt" a voice said behind me, turning I saw Jordan.
"You do the same thing when you watch your husband" She smiled again.
"You want this?" she held out a doobie for me, I raised an eyebrow up at her.
"When the fuck did you start token up?" grabbing the blunt from her, taking a long drag, I could feel the drug seeping through me, my head feeling light, the relaxing, giddy feeling pulsing through. Blowing the smoke out of my nose, it hit my eyes making me tear up. I had to give it to Jordan, she had some good ass shit. Handing the blunt back over to her, she puffed at it again.
"You do realize your undressing Jimmy with your eyes" she coughed, then took another drag.
Giggling, I took the roach from her, taking the last puff, "I am admiring his drumming skills"
"No, your eye fucking him`" she put her arm around my waist, and started to dance as the boy's went straight into the next song, which was one of my favorites. Buried Alive. How fitting it was to my life. I just stood there, grinning ear to ear, with my arm around my best friend, watching my boy's sing the lyrics of my life.
Just a little more, come on and terrify
Just a little more and I'll be done with it
Take my life and then I'll feel
Take my life and then I'll feel
Take my life and then I'll feel okay"
I couldn't help but laugh, as Craig Mabbit, threw down the microphone, his brown eyes sparkling. The crowd was going crazy, chanting his name. He whipped his black hair away from his sweaty face, smiling at the fans, he waved then started making his way over to the side of the stage, where I stood. Our eyes met, he smirked.
"Your Brian's sister right?"
I nodded, sticking my hand out.
"Alaina Haner, you can just call me Allie, I'm a huge fan of your music"
He shook my hand, my god was he handsome, my eyes ran down his body. A smirk was playfully on his lips.
"Nice to meet you, your brother talks highly about you" my eyebrows rasing,
"Oh does he? Nothing embrassing I hope"
Craig laughed, "Nothing embrassing, I promise, hey I got a question for you"
Suddenly I felt an arm drap across my shoulder's, looking up, I was staring into some bright hazel eyes. Matt's arm's bulging out of the tee shirt he was wearing. Craig seemed to notice the protective stance Matt had.
"Craig Mabbit, are you hitting on my little sister?" Matt's arm squeezed me tighter.
"Wouldn't dream of it" he answered before turning back to me, a smile on his face.
"Would you like to go on a date with me?" he asked me. My jaw dropped, I could of sworn my eye's were popping out of my head, did Thee Craig Mabbit ask me on a date? Matt's stance next to me turned rigid as he let out a low growl. What the fuck! Was I not allowed to even go on a date with it being a pissing match?
"Yeah, sure" I heard myself whisper, how my mouth even formed the word's were beyond me, cause I was still in shock.
"Awesome, I'll give you a call later, to go over details" then just like that, he walked way. I could of sworn my mouth was still hanging open, behind me I heard the crinkling of a water bottle, shrugging off Matt's arm, I turned to see Jimmy standing there, his eyes blue pools of liquid fire, blazing trails of hatered toward Craig's retreating form. His hands twisiting a water bottle, tension clearly in his hands. Was I not allowed to date? Not saying I was intrested in Craig Mabbit, but let's be fair if he had asked you out, would you have turned him down? Didn't think so.
"Jimmy. It doesn't mean I like him, I was just being friendly" his eyes darting over to me.
" Do whatever the fuck you want Alaina, I'm not your fucking babysitter" then he turned his back on me, walking away from me. My heart letting out an uneasy thump, that hurt. I understood why he was so upset. Jimmy knew everything that Drew did to me, he almost killed the fucker with his own two hands. I sighed, looking back at Matt.
"What did I do wrong?" a single tear, slipping down my cheek. Matt, shook his head, before putting his arm back around me.
"Jimmy's just very protective of you. The fucker will get over it, come on let's watch Linken Park"
I nodded, turning back to the stage, where they had already started there set. It was hard to watch them. As much as I loved Linken Park, my mind kept going back to Jimmy and his fucking reaction. It made my blood boil, how the fuck could he possibly get so mad at me for being nice? It really didn't mean shit to me. I sighed. Fuck my life.
"Are you fucker's ready for the main attraction!" James yelled, a bunch of screams followed after.
"Welcome Avenged Sevenfold" again a bunch of screams followed suit, my screams being part of that. Brian, Zacky, and Johnny all walked on stage, a bunch of girl's were screaming their names, telling them how much they loved them, and to marry them. I couldn't help but roll my eyes, teenage girls hormones were crazy. It didn't phase them though, they just kept their heads down, tuning their guitars. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned my head, there stood Matt and Jimmy, a brillant smile on both their faces, Matt's hazel eyes were slightly red. The fucker was lit up.
"Wish me luck"
"Good luck, you high mother fucker" he swooped down, planting a wet kiss on my cheek, before starting to make his way across stage, that only left me and Jimmy.
"Jimmy, about earlier, I'm so fucking sorry" the plea was out of my mouth before I knew it, I looked up into his eyes, he smiled and put his arms around me. I sighed in his scent, his scent of beer, weed, and leather.
"I'm sorry too, I was being stuipd, I;m just very protective of you Allie"
I smiled,"I know Jimbo, I'm the same way about you"
He let go, and bent down to look me straight in the eyes, "If that fucker hurts you, he's going ten feet under"
Laughing, I pushed him towards the stage, "Don't fuck up Jimbo"
He smiled again, waving at me, before going to sit behind his drum set.
"How the fuck are you all!" yelled Matt into his microphone, a bunch of screams erupted from the fans, I couldn't help but laugh. Matt enjoyed the attention he got.
"We are gonna start this shit with one of our favorite songs, Bat Country!"
Brian started to play, followed by Zacky and Johnny, my focous was on Jimmy, the way he played the drums could memorize anyone. He seriously was fucking amazing, he sent a glance my way, a smile on his lips, then he turned his attention back to the crowd as Matt started singing.
"You might want to wipe that drool off your shirt" a voice said behind me, turning I saw Jordan.
"You do the same thing when you watch your husband" She smiled again.
"You want this?" she held out a doobie for me, I raised an eyebrow up at her.
"When the fuck did you start token up?" grabbing the blunt from her, taking a long drag, I could feel the drug seeping through me, my head feeling light, the relaxing, giddy feeling pulsing through. Blowing the smoke out of my nose, it hit my eyes making me tear up. I had to give it to Jordan, she had some good ass shit. Handing the blunt back over to her, she puffed at it again.
"You do realize your undressing Jimmy with your eyes" she coughed, then took another drag.
Giggling, I took the roach from her, taking the last puff, "I am admiring his drumming skills"
"No, your eye fucking him`" she put her arm around my waist, and started to dance as the boy's went straight into the next song, which was one of my favorites. Buried Alive. How fitting it was to my life. I just stood there, grinning ear to ear, with my arm around my best friend, watching my boy's sing the lyrics of my life.
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