Before i put it up i want every on to know this is NOT MY STORY its pam1997's she asked me to post it as she is being forced to delete her account. YES SHE WILL CONTINUE TO UPLOAD so dont worry XD. It may be on hold for periods of time but once again SHE WILL STILL UPLOAD. And all dedications made are her original dedications.
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I took each blow trying not to cry out in pain. Shit i got to learn how to keep my mouth shut! Each time they kicked me in the gut or punched me in the face i just lied there and sucked it up. I mean, what else was i going to do. I can't get up and take all six of them. right when my vision started going black and my hearing started to fade i heard a faint, yet loud, deep,and angry voice.
"Hey what the fuck is going on here!!??"
That's all I remember, up until I woke up that is. I was in someones bed, it sure as hell wasn't mine i know that much. I tried to sit up unsuccessfully. Every time i moved i got light headed and felt like i was either going to throw up or pass out again.
I layed there not knowing what to think on the merge of having a panic attack when i saw a figure appear in the door way. It was tall, muscular, dark, my vision was still blurry, so i couldn't really make out the face.
"Do you need some asprin, or water, are you hungry??" The man asked all at once in a deep voice.
I tried to open my mouth to speak, but i felt a sharp pain throughout my whole face. my eyes started to water from the pain. The man quickly came all the way into the room and sat down beside me trying to comfort me. But when i got a good look at his face, i found myself pinching the side of my thigh trying to wake myself from what had to be a dream.
I was face to face with the man i have idolized and longed to meet for quite some time now. His name, Matthew Charles Sanders. I literally couldn't believe what i was seeing.
"Are you ok?" He asked with a concerned look on his face.All i could do is slowly nod my head. "Here, i brought you some asprin, I know you must be in alot of pain. They roughed you up pretty bad last night didn't they". He asked while placing the asprin in my hand.
I quickly but gently threw the asprin in the back of my throat and took a sip of water.
"Where am I?"i asked hoarsely as i tried not to choke on my pain.
"You're at my house, in Hugington Beach. You remember?" Matt said. My eyes widened in shock. I am at, in my opinion, one of the most gorgeous men in the worlds house! Since when am i this fucking lucky? I get jumped outside a Fucking bar and end up at M. Shadows House, Lead vocalist for Avenged Seven Fold!
"No, i don't. All i remember is getting jumped outside of Jacks." As he helped me sit up i couldn't help but stare.
"Are you ok, is something wrong, Do you want to lay back down? ". I couldn't help but crack a smile. He was so worried about me, and one day ago he didn't even know i existed.
"Yeah, It's just, you are Matt fucking Sanders, and...uh...nevermind" I said looking down at the bed sheets. I don't want him to think im some kind of obsessed fan... even though i am!
"What, say it" he said putting his hand on my leg. I almost melted!
"Well, as I said, you are Matt Sanders, and i feel like im in a dream because, well, i have been dreaming about meeting you, or even catching a glimpse of you on the street or in the car for so long, and now i'm here, in your house it's just kind of surreal." I said nervously, not knowing what he was going to think.
When i looked up,i saw that he was giggling. I wanted to cry, but i wouldn't. Ever since i was little i was against crying. I don't know what it is about it, it just makes me feel week i guess. The only thing thing that made me giggle along with him were those big adorable dimples. Even though it hurt to even blink i couldn't help it.
I happened to catch a sudden glimpse of myself in the mirror on the dresser. What i saw was horrific. my face was bruised and swollen from where i had been kicked and punched, there was no telling what the rest of my body looked like. That was where i took most of the hits after i fell to the ground.
Of fucking course!! The moment i have dreamed about ever since i first heard this man's voice and i look like a swollen pig! What the hell am i going to do?? When am i going to wake up from this God damned dream!?
