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Jadie's POV

Hey guys this is my new fic featuring Avenged Sevenfold. I am still writing A Little Piece Of Heaven, but I am having some trouble coming up with the next part  and it's been a while since I have posted anything. So I wrote this when I was on vacation and I'm not sure if you guys will like it. But I think it has potiential. So please read and let me know what you think dolls!!

Xoxo Chasity

Danielle's POV

That's right  guys, the little bassist from A7X is 25 today =D.

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Pass me Another Bottle,Honey, The Jaeger's so Sweet

Part 4

"So you wanna go on tour with us?!" Dad asked as he looked at Jimmy

Me and Emily smiled at them.

"I dunno, I'd rather you stay here with Tasha this summer" he said
"But.... Dad" I said making the puppy dog face

The Puppy dog always works on him. I was his little darling daughter, well he thinks that I am. xD

"Hun, let her go. I'll be fine here on my own, anyways she just got back. Do you really wanna leave her again?" Tasha said
"Plwease Daddy!" I smiled

I nudged Em

"Please Brian" she smiled
"Brian, do you think we can split these two up again?" Jimmy whispered to him

He looked at us and we smiled.

"Fine, she can go" dad said finally giving in
"YAY" we both said as we did a celbratere jump hug
"On one condition" he said
"Oh Jesus, these are never good" I said smiling through my teeth
"One of the bands, we're going on tour with need a female vocalist for one song during their set" he said
"Yeah, and?"
"I suggested you" he smiled
"WHAT!, so I was going anyway" I smile
"Brian are you sure she's your kid, cause she isn't that well...tuned in!" Tasha laughed

I wasn't really paying attention at this. Me and Em was liking doing a jumping up and down happy dance thing

"Oh, so what band then???" I asked excitely.
"You'll find out next week" he said
"Next week!" I frowned
"Yes, Next Week Gem" he said as he, Jimmy and Tasha left to go the kitchen
"Gem, you on stage...with a band you barely know" Emily said taking my arms
"I know" I said as the topic finally hit me
"I bet it's like a band that no-one barely knows"
"I'll know next week" I said sitting down

***

5 Days Later

I lay on the end of the bed leaning over the end,while my ipod blasted in my ears.

"I want your loving, I want your revenge you and me could be make a bad romance"

I was basically roaring the lyrics but in a tasteful way xD
I hadn't noticed that Dad had walked into my room, but I felt him trying to push me off the bed.

"What!" I said taking the earphones out
"Yeah, I've decided to not tell you the what band your singing with" he smiled at me
"And how I supposed to learn the song then" I said lifting my own weight up with just my stomach.
"All, I'm telling you is that the band is with Hopeless, hence how I found out about this"
"And?"
"Yeah, there emailing you the lyrics and the master copy of the song"
"Right, so even when I listen to the song I won't even know" I frowned
"Nope" he smiled "All apart of my cunning plan" he laughed
"Dad you really gotta stop listening to Jimmy" I said shaking my head
"His got good parenting advice" he smiled

I said nothing and gave him the "are you serious" glance

"What!" he said
"Oh nothing!" I said lying back down
"I don't know how the fuck, you got soo thin Gem. Look at you your practially skin and bones" he said patting my stomach
"Blame, Mother dearest, never actually fed me" I smiled
"Well that shall change"
"Dad, not force feeding me, Grandma already did it" I laughed
"My mother" he asked
"No, the crazy one"
"So that's yes" he laughed
"Dad, shut up" I said throwing a pillow at him
"Oh fine, I'll leave. Just stop singing Lady Gaga, she scares me" he laughed as he left the room.
"Ammmm.... No." I cackled

Then the new mail sound from msn came from my laptop.

"Oh wow, Love for once" I laughed to myself
I did a back hand stand off the bed
"Hmm, I guess I can do this again" I laughed

I made my way over to my macbook and click open the email. The sender was Hopeless records and there was 2 attachments. I guess this was the lyrics and master copy dad told me about.
I glanced through the lyrics.

"Remembering Sunday" I said

I thought for a second, I know that title from somewhere. The part I was asked to sing was only a minute but the lyrics were so meaningful.

***

"I'm not coming back, I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak, but you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt; now the rain is
Washing you out of my hair and out of my mind
Keeping an eye on the world,
So many thousands of feet off the ground
I'm over you now I'm at home in the clouds
Towering over your head"

"Hmm, sounds easy enough" I smiled

For the past 2 hours, I had been singing the same verse over and over. It was growing on me more and more. Who ever wrote these lyrics, I had to meet him or her now. I, myself was a musican/writer but nothing I did was up as high standard as this. I wrote a little rhyme here and there but nothing specail. That's what I get for having Haner blood in me.

"About time, you finished singing that" Dad laughed, leaning against my door frame
"Oh thanks" I said rolling my eyes
"Have you decided how much of this stuff your bring with you?"
"Ammm"
"That's no then"
"Yup" I smiled
"Well, Matt just called, he finally let Sierra go on this tour"
"Seriously" I said with a big smile spreading across my face
"Yeah, you's three at Wraped Tour. Our work shall be cut out for us" he laughed as he walked away.

Then my cell started to vibrate on my bed. I looked at the message that popped up on the screen

"Thank you, thank you, thank you. For convincing your dad to convince my dad to let me on Warped Tour this year. Summer with You and Em = Awesome xx Sierra"

That made me laugh. But She was right, Warped tour should be pretty intresting this year :)

Short? Yes, but It's my same excuse :) lol, More Soon xD

xxGemma

I'm fucking glad that Rhiiiiiiiiiiii, Izziekins and Chasity are still here, reading and commenting on my writing stuff.

I miss Crystal, Nessy, UhNesSuh, Korie, Vee and Kay like hell.

***

The ride home was deadly quiet except for the street noise surrounding Tobin and Everleigh. None of them said anything to each other. While gazing out of the windows and watching the colorful billboards whizzing by, she slowly dozed off without knowing that he leaned in to kiss her neck whenever he had a chance.   

"Lily, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you and let you down," Tobin said once he pulled over in front of Brian's house as Everleigh stirred awake from her light slumber.

"I'm sorry too. I gave you quite a scare," she replied after somewhat sixty seconds. Tobin grabbed Everleigh's hands and caressed them gently, but he soon frowned and bit his lips in confusion when she withdrew them and looked down at her lap. "Tobin, I brought you too much distress and discomfort," she whispered sadly into the air.

"Baby, please don't say that," Tobin answered, utterly horrified. He could barely speak. Panic was rising inside his chest so fast that he found himself breathless for a moment.  His hands reached out in a timid movement to touch her face and trailed calloused fingers along her flawless smooth cheeks as his lips brushed against hers. "I'm happy with you," he murmured, his voice filled with emotion. A part of him wanted her to yell at him for being controlling and overprotective and treating her as if she was a poorly behaved child to fix his insecurity. It hurt him so much worse to see her blaming herself and choking on the emotional pain he had caused to her.

"Don't let me keep you," Everleigh eventually breathed out, her deep blue eyes turning more wistful than they had ever been causing Tobin's heart to break into pieces. Her head dropped down again. A crystal tear formed in the corner of her left eye, trembling on the edge of her lower lid then falling on his right thumb.

"Everleigh, I - I," Tobin stuttered. He had known her for only two weeks and dated her for precisely seven days, but he felt as if he could commit to her for the rest of his life. It was not a simple crush or the "love at first sight" cliché. Everleigh will regret it down the road if she's with me, he remembered what he had told his band mates last week when they had been trying to convince him to call Everleigh to ask her out. She obviously does now, after willingly sticking herself with a demanding old fart like me. Of course, being such a young beautiful girl, she should enjoy boys chasing her. She's a keeper and I failed to keep her with me. "I do have some troubles adjusting - This is totally new to me and - and it's my fault, not yours," Tobin heard himself saying the contrary of what he was thinking inside his head. "Give me more time, please," he begged desperately.

Sucking in her breath, Everleigh slowly nodded. How Tobin's sorrowful hazel eyes gazed into her face and how his shaky voice spilled his guts did not make her forget all her troubles. However, it was enough to make her want to jump in his arms and melt in his wonderful kiss again.  

***

Later that evening

Everleigh was sitting at the desk surfing the internet while Pinkly was lying with her stuffed piggies and sleeping peacefully on her bed. In contrast to the silence in Everleigh's room, the Avenged Sevenfold and Papa Roach guys were partying downstairs, laughing their heads off for no reason and acting stupid to entertain themselves and their significant others. Everleigh had refused to join them since she knew Tobin would not be so pleased to see her relaxing in the hot tub and sipping champagne with everyone, even when he was not present here. She jumped off her chair to open the bedroom door after she heard a soft knock on it.    

"Hi Matthew, what's up?" Everleigh greeted Matt, smiling.

"Lily baby, D.J. is looking for you," the lead singer replied as he leaned down to kiss her cheeks and inhale her scent deeply. She smelled so good that he only wanted to hold her close in his unbearably big arms for a little while. He still liked her a lot after all. To Matt's annoyance, Pinkly woke up and began to bark at him.

"D.J. who?" asked Everleigh, her brows furrowing questioningly. Please don't tell me it's D.J. Ashba, she thought.

"D.J. Ashba from Sixx:A.M.,"

"Ugh no, why on Earth is he here?"

"I don't know," Matt shrugged then grinned widely as he picked up Everleigh in his arms. "Come on short legs, I'mma carry your little pretty ass downstairs. Get out of my way, Pinkly," he growled at the dog who was trying to gnaw on his shoe.

"She doesn't like you," she stated in her most serious tone and stuck her tongue out at him.

"Lesbo bitch," Matt glared down at a barking Pinkly. "I'm not stealing Lily from you, sheesh."

"Ashba, what are you doing here?" Everleigh asked once Matt dropped her back on her feet as she stood facing a smugly smiling D.J. in the living room.

"Everleigh sweetheart, my name is D.J., but I'd love you to call me Daren, like you used to," D.J. replied smoothly.

"Would you please answer my question?"

"Oh my little tigress, calm down, will you? A close friend of us is having a grand opening party for his new nightclub in West Hollywood. Do you want to go with me? Nikki and James are going to be there, too, and they're waiting for us outside, James's driving. You won't have to worry about being alone with me and I won't feed you alcohol since you're only seventeen."

"Dude, I don't think you should take Everleigh to a nightclub no matter what it's for," Matt spoke from behind Everleigh's back.

"We'll guard her and make sure that no fucker can touch her," the shorter man responded without looking at Matt. He was busy staring at Everleigh's eyes instead. Johnny, Brian and Jerry got out of the outdoor hot tub and walked in the room with big towels wrapping around their lower waists, highly confused and curious.  

"Only if you can come up with a decent reason why I should go with you," Everleigh said, irritated. Otherwise, thanks but no thanks."

"Well, many people in the industry are there. We all want to introduce you, the new member of our band, to them before having any sort of a press conference. This is the perfect chance for them to know about you,"

"Excuse me! I haven't made up my mind yet!"

"No one would ever turn down opportunities to work with us, and you're talented. I'm not so sure about how much you love fashion but judging by how you played this early afternoon, I know you have a great passion for music, hard rock, heavy metal, whatever. That's why we have to steal you before other bands do. Besides, I'm sure your boyfriend will actually encourage you to be with us."

"Maybe I'm just not that into YOU, Ashba," Everleigh snapped, glaring daggers at D.J. who fired back at her with the same amount of rage.

"Don't think we'll be happy to serve and look after a fucking immature child,"

"Then why don't you un-invite me to join the band? There are many better, older and wiser keyboardists in the market. You really need an underage girl in your band to get more guys to listen to your music and go to your concerts huh?"

"You fucking arrogant bitch, don't you dare insult -"

"Insult what? I have every right to insult the quality of your music. I don't insult YOU. You may work your ass off but your music isn't always mind blowing. Every musician has his sloppy moment."

Matt coughed loudly to catch Everleigh and D.J.'s attention. "D.J., back the fuck off! You look like you're going to punch Everleigh," he hissed with gritted teeth. "And don't call her a bitch again."   

"Lily???" Brian spoke. "You're in -,"

"Sixx:A.M.," answered D.J.

"Brian, not yet,"

"You play keyboard?" Jerry asked, puzzled more than ever.

"Yes, she plays keyboard," D.J. jumped in Everleigh's throat once more. She felt like kicking him in the balls but she remained looking at him blankly.

"You do?" Johnny followed the flow of questions.

"Yeah, I do,"

"Syn, she can kick your ass. She kicked mine earlier today," D.J. announced then leaned down to whisper in Everleigh's ear. "Okay sweetie, at least you look decent enough to be on the red carpet. Please go get your purse. We have to leave now."

***

"Thanks a lot, James," Everleigh told James Michael before she reached for the door handle to get out of his car.

"No problem, kiddo. Have tons of sweet dreams and sleep well!" He replied, one hand reaching out to ruffle her hair and the other pinching her cheek.

"You too," she beamed happily. "Thank you so so much, Daddy," James instantly dropped his jaw to his feet, gasping.

"Heyyyy, I'm not THAT old," Everleigh looked back at him in amusement. "Yeah yeah, I'm old, but I have something to tell you, she nodded and motioned him to continue. "Uhhh, D.J., he's the king of the sleazebags but he likes you and he's too scared to admit it," James muttered quickly in one breath.

"No wonder why -,"

"No wonder why what?"

"No, nothing."

"He truly likes what you're wearing," James blurt out, grinning goofily at Everleigh whose eyes went wide immediately. She swept her eyes over what she was wearing. It was a simple knee-length, strapless dress made of layers of silk organza in cream color with an embroidered empire waist, completely covering up her boobs and thighs. Combining the dress with a pair of ballet flats in the same color, barely there makeup and long straight jet-black hair flowing behind her back, she looked like a beautiful doll coming straight out of a portrait, beyond nice, soft and classy. "He spills everything to Nikki and Nikki spills everything to me. Well, it was so unlike him, if you know whom he dated in the past. You - you're just too expensive for him to afford. Don't worry, baby girl," Noticing Everleigh's skeptical looks, James pouted and pushed his chest out like a proud, protective gorilla. "Daddy James knows you're seeing Tobin Esperance from Papa Roach. Lucky son of a bitch he is. If he dares to hurt you, I will make him cry. If D.J. dares to touch you inappropriately, I will neuter him. Oh hell, I'll give both of them a fucking lecture tomorrow." Everleigh shook her head as she climbed out of the car and slammed the door closed.

"Bye James. See you in twelve hours," she told James, a hearty smile displaying on her lips.

"Bye," he drove off. Smiling to herself, Everleigh walked swiftly to the soundproof house then pressed the bell and waited patiently for Brian or Michelle to open the front door. She was surprised and blinked rapidly to see a red-eyed, worn out Brian greeting her under the illuminating outdoor light sconces from above her head.    

"Hey Lily," Brian said then moved aside to let Everleigh in and locked the door carefully. "Sit here," he mumbled tiredly, "with me for a while."

"Brian - Is it okay if I switch on the light?" Although the surrounding was pitch-black like the night sky without stars, she could feel he nodded.

"Here," he grabbed her hand and guided her to click on the light switch. A slight gasp escaped Everleigh's lips as she fumbled a few steps backwards and parked her butt on the couch when Brian pulled her into a tight embrace and landed himself next to her. She gingerly rubbed his back up and down to soothe him until he released her. "Michelle fucking dumped me, right here, in the middle of the living room and in front of my friends," he whimpered then moaned louder into her shoulder before she could say anything; his voice was on the verge of breaking. "I'm sorry for bringing you into this mess. No matter how fucking hard I tried to fix my mistakes and prove my loyalty to her, she refused to accept it. She never gave me a chance to explain, she threw away all those years we were together. I was about to ask her to marry me."

"I'm sorry," Everleigh said quietly. She could not pretend she was blameless while holding Brian closer to her tiny form as she felt hot tears rolling down her skin. After fifteen minutes, Brian removed his head from Everleigh and wiped his face roughly with the back of his hand. His eyes squeezed shut for a second then opened again, gazing at her wearily.

"How was the party? Did you have fun? Who took you home?" Brian asked in one breath.

"James did. I did have some nice conversations with a few people but overall, the party was typically lousy and boring, full of cheap, trashy, like trailer trashy and slutty outfits. Ew, and I didn't really enjoy watching Ashba shoving his tongue down some bleach blond, plastic bimbo's throat," Brian snorted as Everleigh continued. "She has a disgusting trout pout and they're both like walking STD bags. Ew."

"It's a nightclub, and it's Hollymotherfuckingweird. What can you expect from it, Lily? The dress code here is totally different from Paris and you strongly disapprove of it." Everleigh nodded. Brian felt his cheeks grow warm, as those deep blue eyes of hers tenderly made their way to the core of his soul.   

"Did you drink?"

"No, I wanted to but both James and Nikki never let me touch a drop," Everleigh replied, pouting and sticking her bottom lip out. "James stuck by my side all the time to prevent other guys from hitting on me. He told them to go away, or armies of roaches and vampire bats would attack and murder them in their sleep."

"Roaches and vampire bats huh? That was fucking awesome of him to mention Papa Roach and Avenged Sevenfold like that," Brian grinned from ear to ear. Everleigh sighed inwardly and thought he was feeling a little bit better, "But I don't think those dudes could figure out his hint at all,"

"Me neither. Kinda funny to see some looked at James as if he lost his mind; some got scared and left me alone,"

"Mhmm, you're going to be safe under his protection. Lily, is it fucking true that you joined Sixx:A.M. as a keyboardist?"

"I just did."

"So you're going to go on tour with them. Crue Fest, am I right?"

"Yeah, the very first Crue Fest ever, with Motley Crue, Papa Roach, Buckcherry and Sixx:A.M. Those bands are definitely on the list. I don't know when the tour begins yet."

"We're planning to tour with Buckcherry, too, after Taste of Chaos. Welcome to the world of drugs, sex and rock 'n' roll!"

"And alcohol, cigarettes, strippers, groupies, depression and suicide," Brian's eyebrows shot up to his hairlines then he gently hold her hands in his and said softly.    

"I just want to make sure you can handle it, Everleigh."

"I think I can. No, I'm sure I can. I've listened to rock music for a long time and I do have a clue of what its world is like, and I look up to you, Brian."

"I drink and smoke a lot, and I'm an incurable case of a potty mouth. You shouldn't learn those traits from me,"  

"But you can try to cut down on alcohol and cigarettes."

"I'll try. The almighty Synyster fucking Gates can do anything!" Brian replied very slyly, amazed at Everleigh's capability to lessen his pain and make him smile. "Wanna dance?" He ventured, hoping she would agree.

"Can I choose the song?" Asked Everleigh softly.

"Sure. Go ahead, sweetheart."

Tobin stood stunned outside Brian's house as his eyes were burning painfully at the sight inside the living room. Thanks to the half-opened curtains that allowed him to have a great view of Brian and Everleigh who were smiling brightly and slow dancing around the room along Moi... Lolita by Alizée. They looked like a couple madly in love enjoying their honeymoon dance. He had, once again, almost lost his mind to know Everleigh went to a nightclub with Sixx:A.M. However, instead of driving like a mad man to West Hollywood and taking her back to Huntington Beach, he went to Brian's place and sat in his car until he saw James dropped her off. His hope of winning her back remained there as he watched her hugging, comforting and talking to the lead guitarist of Avenged Sevenfold.  It was slowly dying down and gradually burning to ashes when the song ended. Brian scooped Everleigh up into his arms and swirled her around, her free flowing her flying as she wound her arms around his neck, giggling her heart out. The last thing Tobin saw was Brian carrying Everleigh upstairs. He could guess what they would likely to do next. He had thought she had forgiven him and let him back in her life. Biting back tears in severe heartache, disappointment and bitterness, Tobin walked back to his car and sped into the night.  

So um, this is an Avenged Sevenfold three part short story i did for a comp on mibba a little while ago. People really seemed to like it, and i ended up starting a sequel because of that. anywho, i thought i'd chuck it on here for you guys to read. Rather then post each chapter seperately, i chucked all three on as one post. if you guys like the story, i'll start posting the sequel on here when i finish writing it.

DIVINE INTERVENTION

Chapter one: Through her Eyes (Corey's POV)

I let out a soft sigh as I saw him on the other side of the cafeteria. He was talking with his friends, and although I couldn't hear the words being exchanged, his gorgeous voice rang through my head like an alarm bell. Happiness from merely seeing him began to course through my body, and I couldn't help but stare.

That was until he glanced in my direction.

I rapidly tore my eyes from him, and forced them to take a sudden interest in my hands. I mentally scolded myself for observing him just a little too long. My head was screaming, 'Fuck Corey-Lee, if you continue to stare like that, people are going to notice.' I shut my eyes for a moment, and took in a deep breath. Once I reopened them, I picked up the apple on my tray, and bit into it.

"I saw you gawking" a familiar voice said.

I quickly looked up to see my best friend Valerie standing before me, a huge grin plastered across her pale face. She put her tray down on the table in-front of me, and then she sat down. I simply stared at her, pretending that I didn't hear her last comment.

"I saw you watching him Corey, and I'm sure everyone else did too. You were practically drooling" she chuckled before opening her can of Coke.

My face instantly began to burn up, and turned a nice scarlet colour. Val laughed even more before taking a sip of her drink.

"You um, you don't think anyone actually noticed, do you?" I questioned.

"Nah, just me. Besides, half the girls in school are constantly staring at him, so you'd blend right in."

I eased up a little, and then I said, "He um, he is a great guy after all. Anyways, I um, I don't understand why you don't like him. You're one of the popular girls, shouldn't you at least hang out with a guy like him."

She chuckled before replying with, "Babe, I like my boys to have a bit of colour. Brown like chocolate is my thing, and if you haven't noticed, Matt is very vanilla in colour."

With that comment, the pair of us burst into laughter.

As the lunch hour slowly passed, we just sat and gossiped about life. What can I say, we are teenage girls after all, we can't be judged. Every now and then I would glance across the room to Matt and his friends, and the second he looked in my direction, I snapped my head away as fast as anything.

"It appears we have an audience" Valerie said as I played with my leftover food, not actually intending to eat it.

I looked up at her before asking, "What are you talking about?"

She pointed her plastic fork in the direction she wanted me to look before she continued eating.

I turned my head, only to spot Matt, his friends, and the two biggest bitches in school, Sharn and Kayla, staring back at me. Sharn said something, and an angry frown took over Matt's face before he rapidly turned away from me.

I let out a deep breath as a strange, nervous feeling flooded my body. The look he gave me was so harsh and cold, it chilled me right to the bone. I began nervously tugging at the hair on the back of my neck.

"Corey, why are you doing that? Stop it" Val nervously snapped.

She knows it's what I do when I get really anxious. Strange, right? When people are stressed, they scream, they yell, they write, they pace. But not me, no, no, I tear my hair out, quite literally.

"Nothing, it's nothing" I insisted.

"Stop fuckin' lying to me, tell me what's wrong" she sternly said as she leaned in closer to me.

I opened my mouth to comply, and then I instantly hesitated. My body froze up as Matt's group walked past our table with Matt at the rear.

He glanced at me fiercely, before looking at his feet and mumbling, "Bitch" under his breath.

I sucked in a mouthful of air when he said it, wondering if it was in-fact directed at me. At the same time though, I was kind of hoping that he had said nothing, and that it was actually a figment of my imagination.

"What a fuckin' dick" Val hissed. "I can't believe you like a douche bag like him."

I honestly didn't want to receive a lecture at this particular moment in time, but I pressed on anyway.

"He um, he..." I began before she rudely cut me off.

"Babe, you've liked him for how long now, two years is it?"

"I suppose so" I mumbled.

"And in those two years, has he ever so much as acknowledged your presence?"

"Well, um..."

"No is the answer I'm looking for here hun. He has never even said hello to you in the halls. I think it's about time you stopped fantasising about him, and focused on a guy who knows you exist" she bluntly said.

I simply glared at her for a moment before saying, "I um, I have to go see Ms. Dupree about my tutoring. I'll um, I'll see you later."

I got to my feet and slung my bag over my shoulder when she said, "Corey, I didn't mean to sound like a bitch."

"You didn't" I lied. "I just really have to go. Text me later" I said before giving her a forced smile, and leaving.

I know people may think it's crazy that I'm in-love with a guy who knows nothing about me, a guy who I've never even had a conversation with, a guy who doesn't even know my name. And I also know that people will say that I should just give up on him and fall for someone else, for someone whom I have the ability to get. But I can't, and I won't.

'Why Corey-Lee, why the stupidity?' you may be asking.

Well, it's quite simple. I would rather spend my entire life pretending that I can have him, pretending that he's mine, admiring him from a distance, then have to forget him for one whole minute.

Chapter two: Through his eyes (Matt's POV)

"Shadows in the house."

"Rev" I said before giving him a small salute.

"Sit down man, sit down" Johnny then said.

I took a seat across from him before dropping my bag to the floor. I crossed my arms in-front of me on the table, leaning on them slightly. I shifted in my place a little so that I could see the black haired girl on the other side of the room.

I noticed her staring, but before I could smile at her, she looked away. I continued to stare at her for a moment, before letting out a sigh and averting my own gaze.

I've never told anyone, but I secretly like her. I have for a long time now. I've always wanted to talk to her, but I can never think of what to say, and I end up backing out. I know what you're thinking, 'What the fuck? Matt Sanders is too scared to talk to a girl.' I don't know why, but for some strange reason, she makes me nervous. No girl has ever made me nervous before, and that fact alone kind of scares me.

Her name is Corey-Lee Daniels. She's 17, and has a gorgeous, curvy figure; accompanied by the most beautiful face I've ever seen. To be completely honest, I'm not sure why guys aren't all over her. She's everything a guy could wish for. She has both beauty and brains. Quite the anomaly if you ask me.

I looked across at her again, and just as she had done before, she looked away.

Most of my lunch hour consisted of this, our eyes never meeting for more then a second. I felt stupid for constantly staring at her, but it's all I can ever do.

"What do you keep looking at over there?" Syn inquired.

"Um, nothing, it's nothing" I mumbled before taking a sudden interest in my hands.

He looked over his shoulder, and then back at me with a huge grin on his face, "Shadows, is there ever a time when you're not scoping out potential fun?"

The other guys all laughed in unison.

I glanced up at them for a moment, but only to let them see my annoyance. Okay, sure, I can get any girl I want, and from time to time I do 'indulge' in there company. But the guys seem to think that I fuck anything and everything in my path.

"So, which is it eh, the black or the brown?" he then asked

"Just shut up Synyster" I sternly said.

"Don't go all serious on me Matt" he replied in his usual non-serious way.

"Well why is it you think that girls are only good for sex? You know, you could take the time to get to know a girl for her personality" I quietly said.

"Personality? Pfft, please Matt" he said before leaning in a little closer to me. "I like to fuck. If I wanted less sex and more personality, I'd get a girlfriend."

I let out a frustrated groan at his comment.

"Speaking of girls..." he started before drifting off. "Here comes my next victim. Gentleman, take notes."

I looked in the direction he was to see Sharn and Kayla walking towards us.

To be honest, I really don't like these girls. They are slightly annoying. Kayla has been trying to get into Syn's pants all year. He's been playing on it the entire time. Teasing her and leading her on. Apparently it will make her ten times better when he does actually sleep with her. Something about pent up tension.

"Hey babes" he said before giving them a smile. "Want a seat?" he then added as he pat his lap.

They both let out one of those irritating little giggles before Kayla practically ran over and sat on him.

"You're looking extra good today" he said as he casually put his hand on her leg. She simply blushed, and didn't say anything. He then looked at me before asking, "Are you gonna offer Sharn a seat?"

"No, if she wants to sit down she can. There's plenty of room for her" I said in a snappy tone as I looked at Corey for about the 600th time today.

The Rev, Zacky, and Johnny sat in silence, their eyes shifting between Syn and I.

"Look Matt, unless you're going to talk to her, stop staring. It's really creepy" Syn sternly said, not even looking at my face. He was too busy staring at Kayla while he ran his hand up the inside of her thigh.

"Look Brian, you're the lord of creepy, and unless you want me to punch you in the face, I suggest you shut the fuck up" I hissed.

"Whoa, calm down Shadows" he said holding his hands out defensively. "No need to get all pissy about it, she's just a chick."

"Whatever" I mumbled.

"Who's just a chick?" Kayla asked.

"Oh, Matt's been staring at one of those girls the entire lunch hour" Johnny replied before everyone looked over at Corey and her friend Valerie.

"What, he's been gawking at Valerie William's?" Kayla then said.

"I don't know, it's one of them though" Syn responded.

Corey looked across at us.

"It must be Val, I mean, there's no way Matt Sanders would spend his lunch time gawking at Porky-Lee over there" Sharn added bitterly.

"What did you say about her" I growled, unable to control the anger that was pulsating through my entire body as I turned to look at her face.

"I said a guy like you wouldn't be gawking at a lying fat bitch like Porky-Lee" she pompously responded.

"Her name is Corey-Lee, and she is not a lying fat bitch. The only bitch I can see around here is you" I snapped.

The guys all tried to muffle their laughter. Her lip quivered a little as she tried to find the right thing to say.

"Hey, don't talk to Sharn like that, it's not her fault that girl has a reputation for being a liar" Kayla insisted. "She's the one who started telling people that Jack Grogan tried forcing himself on her, all because he didn't want her like that."

"That can't be true" I insisted. "Jack's a sleaze, I know for a fact that he probably did force himself on her."

"Whatever Matt, do what you want with her, just don't say I didn't warn you" Sharn said as she stared at her hands.

"I don't need anything from you, so just keep your mouth shut in the future" I growled at her before grabbing my bag and getting to my feet.

"Oh, are we off?" Zacky then questioned.

"Yeah" was all I said.

With that everyone got up from the table, and began walking towards the exit. Not wanting to be anywhere near the two girls that had leeched themselves onto the group, I quietly followed at the rear.

As we neared Corey and Val's table, Sharn said loud enough for me to hear, "You're an idiot for wanting a slut like her."

"Bitch" was all I could say without thumping her.

The second I got through the door, I spoke up, but only to say that I needed to do something before class, and that I'd see the guys after school. They all said bye, and I walked off in the opposite direction.

I didn't really have anything to do, but I didn't want to stand around listening to those two bitches bad mouth the one girl I've ever truly liked. Crazy, I know, to like a girl I've never even conversed with. It confuses even me, but there's not really much I can do about it. Something about her attracts me, what that something is, I'm not sure, but I hope to figure it out soon.

I was aimlessly walking down the halls, when I saw Ms. Dupree walking in my direction. I instantly let my eyes fall on the floor, and picked up my pace.

I'd been avoiding her for days now, because she wants me to tutor someone in exchange for extra credit. I know that most kids would be jumping at the opportunity for extra cred, but not me. To be honest, the only reason I'm not kicking up a shit storm about being forced into it is because I'm failing in English. Ms. Dupree said that she wouldn't phone my parents if I did this for her, and she would also make sure that I at least pass English.

Who can argue with that?

I had hoped that she wouldn't recognise me, and I had almost got by her when she said, "Mr Sanders, follow me please."

I let out a groan and rolled my eyes, before turning my body around and following her.

After a minute or so, we finally arrived at her office. She walked in and sat at her desk, before she gestured for me to also take a seat. I dropped my bag on the ground, and slouched into a chair before her. After a moment of awkward silence, she finally spoke up.

"Mr Sanders."

"Yeah" I muttered unenthusiastically.

"If you remember our agreement correctly, you are supposed to tutor another student for me in exchange for a pass mark at the end of the year."

I rolled my eyes rudely before looking back at her and letting out a sigh, "Yeah, yeah, I'm supposed to help some idiot pass. What of it?"

"Firstly Mr Sanders, don't call students that need a bit of extra help, idiots. It's not a nice comment. And if you really want to get technical, you'd be considered one of those 'idiots" she said, making finger quotes as she said the word idiot. "Secondly, the person I have chosen for you to tutor is also going to tutor you."

"What? What the hell are you talking about? I never signed up for a tutor."

"Oh, I know you didn't, this situation merely happened by chance. One of our top English students is falling behind in her Music class, something you yourself are excelling at."

I got to my feet before saying, "I'm sorry, but this is bulls..."

"Ah, perfect timing, here she is now."

I turned my head in the direction of the door, and then I froze where I was.

"Mr Sanders, you are going to be tutoring Miss Daniels for Music, and Miss Daniels will in exchange help you pass English.

I didn't say a thing. My mouth snapped shut, and all I could do was stare at the girl standing before me. The girl that I liked.

Chapter three: This is what happens when worlds collide (Third person)

The pair of teenagers simply glared at each other, both at a loss for words. Unknown to either of them, both had the exact same thought running through their minds. Both were simply thinking, 'Oh my god, what am I going to do.' Both suffered from the inability to talk to the other as nerves kept their tongues frozen. They both stopped staring at each other, and looked at Ms Dupree when they heard her voice.

"I take it from the lack of protest that we are all in agreement."

Neither said a thing.

"Good. Well then, off you go, time to study up" she said dismissing them both.

The two glanced at each other before Corey dropped her head, and walked out of the room. A moment later Matt did the same, going in the opposite direction.

The first thing Corey did was rush to find Valerie. She could not believe the chances of this happening. She swears the world was doing a sick experiment, and she was the lab rat.

She spotted Val standing in-front of her locker. She instantly ran over and grabbed Val's arm, spinning her round to see Valerie's face.

"What the hell Corey?! You scared the shit out of me."

"You will not believe what just happened" Corey said in reply.

"What happened?" Val then asked.

Corey looked around her, as if expecting Matt to sneak up behind her, before saying, "Matt Sanders is my new tutor."

Valerie's eyebrows instantly rose as she yelled at the top of her lungs, "Matt, the Matt Sanders, is tutoring you for music. You lucky bitch."

"What?!" another voice, not belonging to either girl, snapped.

Both turned to find the source. Standing before them was Kayla and Sharn.

"You're a little liar" Sharn snapped. "There is no way Matt would do something as stupid as peer-tutoring, and there is no way he'd tutor a stupid bitch like you. He hates you."

"He doesn't even know me" Corey mumbled as she tried to hold back the tears of hurt. Did Matt really hate her, she thought.

"He doesn't want to know you" Kayla then added. "He thinks you're a lying little cow for what you said about Jack. He knows you only said it cause Jack wouldn't have sex with someone scummy like you" she laughed.

Corey couldn't handle it anymore. She didn't think that Matt would believe the lies of someone like Jack. Tears sprung from her eyes as the pair of vicious girls laughed at her. She just wanted to run home. But, before she even got the chance, Val cocked back her fist, and punched Kayla in the face.

A scream could be heard before Valerie yelled, "Say that again you stupid fucking bitch, and I'll strangle the life out of you with your own extensions." She then pointed an accusing finger at Sharn before saying, "You, you're next."

Before Valerie could even close her fingers into a fist, Sharn pulled Kayla up off the floor, blood running down her front, and dragged her down the hall to safety.

Clapping could be heard before the pair of girls realised that they had an audience. Matt's friends. Brian, Zach, James and Jonathan, were staring right at them.

"Nicely done Valerie" Brian said enthusiastically. "I always like a girl who's full of fire" he then added as he looked her up and down.

"That's nice Brian, but unless you want me to rip your nuts off and shove them up your ass, I suggest you depart" she replied in a 'sweet' tone.

"Well there's a thought" he said before giving her a cheeky grin and chuckling. He then let out a sigh before saying, "If you're free tonight, come round to my place."

"And why the fuck would I do that?" Valerie questioned with her voice slightly raised, her utter annoyance coming through in her tone.

"Because I'm having a party" he informed her. "It's invite only. And um, make sure you bring her along" he said pointing at the still upset Corey-Lee, "She looks like she could do with some fun. Let's go boys" he then said before the four of them walked away.

The second they left, Val wrapped her arms around Corey and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Don't worry babe, they're a pair of bitches, just ignore what they said. It can't be true. And even if it is, it just means that he doesn't deserve a great chick like you."

Did they mean it, she worried.


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Matt let out a sigh as he pushed his way through Syn's crowded house. So far he'd had two beers, and to be honest, all he wanted to do was go home. Normally he'd be drunk by now. Normally he'd play drinking games 'til four in the morning and then crash on Syn's couch. But not tonight. For some strange reason, he just wasn't in the mood. It was odd, because when Synyster had said that his Mom and Dad were going out of town again, he was over the moon knowing that it meant Syn would be throwing a party. It wasn't until the incident in Ms Dupree's office that he lost interest.

When he realised that he had to help Corey, he thought it would be a perfect opportunity to get to know her. He thought that maybe, after all the time they would need to spend together, she may like him too. He thought that maybe they could get together. But, when she dropped her head and left, it hurt him. It's like she didn't want to be anywhere near him at all.

Matt pushed his way past a guy and girl making out, and went out the door. He breathed in the night's cold air. He zipped up his hoodie, and rubbed his hands together, thinking about the cold walk home. He was about to step off the porch, when a faint sniffling could be heard. He glanced to the right, and spotted a girl huddled up on the ground about two meters away from him. At first he thought of leaving anyway. He assumed that she probably had a fight with her boyfriend inside, and just wanted time alone. It's none of his business, he thought. In the end though, his gentleman like behaviour got the better of him, and he walked over to her.

"Hey, are you okay" he asked as he crouched down beside her.

He was a little startled when her head snapped up in his direction, but quickly regained his composure when he realised who it was.

"Corey-Lee" he mumbled looking at the girl.

What he saw both upset and infuriated him. Her face was tear stained, and she had a large red mark on her left cheek. Ignoring his usual inability to speak to her, he talked.

"What happened? Who did this?" he anxiously questioned.

She stared at him for a moment, and she began fiddling with her fingers. Why did he even care, she thought. Doesn't he hate her? She wasn't sure what to say, so she didn't say anything.

"Please tell me" Matt then begged.

This question finally coaxed an answer out of Corey. "Why do you care?" she quietly said. "I thought you hate me."

Matt was completely taken aback. He couldn't believe the words that had slipped from her lips. "What, why, who, who told you that I hated you?"

"Kayla and Sharn" she responded, still playing with her fingers.

The second Matt heard those two names, he became infuriated. Those fucking bitches, he thought. How dare they.

"Don't listen to a thing they say, they're liars" he insisted. "They're just..." his mind wandered for a moment. He shook his head briefly before once again asking, "Why are you upset?"

Corey was beginning to wonder what the hell was going on. She couldn't figure out why Matt, the Matt Sanders, was talking to a no one like her. she was starting to wonder if she was in-fact talking to Matt, or if the large amount of alcohol she had consumed had gone to her head.

"Um" she began before moving her eyes to his, "I um, I got hit by Sharn because she says I wasn't invited, but I was. Brian said me and Val could come. After she hurt me I tried to find Val, but I couldn't. I looked everywhere. And now, now I'm stranded."

Matt's eyes showed a glint of anger, but they quickly returned to normal.

"I um, I was just on my way home. I can walk you, if you want" he offered.

"Oh, I um, I'm supposed to be staying at Val's, but I don't know where she is, and I can't go home like this."

The boy thought for a moment, and then the most logical thing to do came to mind. "If you want, you can spend the night at my house. My parents won't mind."

Corey gave him a sceptical look, trying to figure out what the catch was. She was a little worried about the whole situation, but to be honest, she couldn't see a way out of it. Val had probably forgotten that they were suppose to be spending the night together, and went home with some guy. She couldn't go home with alcohol on her breath. And she couldn't stay where she was or she'd freeze to death.

"Um, maybe, maybe that would be a good idea" she said.

Slightly shocked that she would actually be spending the night at his place, Matt returned to his quiet ways around the pretty girl, but only for a moment. He regained his composure, and said, "Okay" before getting to his feet.

Being the kind young man that he is, Matt helped young Corey to her feet, and then the pair walked off in the direction of Matt's home.


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Matt carefully shut the bedroom door behind him before turning on a lamp. He walked over to his draws, and began digging through them. Corey simply stood examining the room in awe. The walls and ceiling were adorned in posters. Most were of bands that she didn't know, but a few she recognised, such as the ones of Guns N' Roses. She wished that she could have a room that looked just like his. A room that was so, personal.

Matt walked over to Corey and held a hand full of clothes out in-front of her before saying, "Um, these are for you to sleep in. they should fit you, but if they don't, I'm sure they'll still be more comfortable then what you're wearing."

She cautiously took the garments from his grasp, and quietly mumbled out, "Thanks."

"I'll just wait over, here" he said pointing to a corner of the room before walking over to it.

He stood with his eyes closed, waiting for her to change. He could hear the rustle of fabric as she swapped her beautiful black dress for his old boxers and AC/DC t-shirt. Guiltily, all he wanted to do was turn around and stop her putting any clothes on. He discontinued his inappropriate thoughts when he heard her say she was done. He turned to find her standing in the middle of the room, awkwardly tugging at the bottom of his shirt.

He simply marvelled at her untainted beauty for a moment, and then he said, "You um, you can take the bed. I'll just sleep on the floor."

Corey looked at the single bed that rested in the corner behind her before saying, "Are you sure, I don't mind taking the floor."

"No, no, I insist. What sort of guy would make a lady sleep on the floor?"

Corey just nodded before she walked over and climbed between his sheets, while Matt retrieved a blanket and pillow from his closet. Corey felt like she was in heaven the second her head hit the pillows. It was so incredibly soft and warm, and the knowledge that it was his bed made it that much better. Never did she ever think she'd pluck up the courage to even talk to Matt, let alone sleep in his bed. She pulled the blankets into her, breathing in his scent. She felt a little awkward when she saw him take his shirt and pants off, before lying on the floor in nothing but his boxers. She then watched him open the blanket and cover himself in it.

Corey felt bad when she saw him tossing and turning on the hard floor, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. She thought to herself for a moment, and then she opened her mouth to quietly say, "Matt, isn't it uncomfortable down there?"

"Na, I'm fine" he lied. It was actually the most uncomfortable he had ever been, but it's not like he was going to make her sleep on the ground. What sort of dick would do that, he thought.

"Oh, well, I was just going to say that that we could share the bed, if you wanted. I'm sure we could both fit" she quietly mumbled.

Matt's heart began to beat uncontrollably in his chest when he heard those words. The thought of the girl he's wanted for almost a year now sleeping in his bed made him happier then he's ever been, but the thought of sleeping in there with her made him want her so badly. Once again, he discontinued his thoughts, and got to his feet. He cautiously walked towards the bed.

Corey shuffled over when he reached down and grasped the edge of the covers. He lifted them up slightly, and climbed in next to the young girl. Corey's heart speed up when his skin brushed against hers. Little did she know that his was doing the same. The pair shuffled around a little more as they tried to get comfortable, but it was seemingly impossible. Matt decided that it might be better if he lay on his side, so he did.

He took a quick moment to think through his thoughts before finally pulling the courage to say, "Maybe, if we get a little closer, it might be more comfortable."

Corey simply nodded, the warmness of his breath on her skin sending a shiver running down her spine.

Matt slowly reached his right arm around her and rested it on her hip, and then he pulled her into him. When his fingers touched her side, he felt her tremble, something that made no sense to him at all. Was she scared of him, he wondered. He decided that rather then beat himself up with questions, he should simply ask.

"Um, are you, are you uncomfortable with me touching you?"

Corey quickly shook her head, and then she too rolled onto her side, now facing him.

"Oh" was all he said. He couldn't think of a reason why she would shiver at his touch.

And then, a thought crossed his mind. The only person that made him shiver and tremble was her. The only person that made his nervous system uncontrollable, was her. And there was only one reason why that happened.

"Corey, do you uh, do you like me?" he bluntly asked.

Corey didn't say a thing in response. She just bit her lip awkwardly.

The way she reacted caused an instant grin to spread across his face. She liked him. That's why she went all weird in Ms Dupree's office. Not cause she didn't want to be near him, but because she did. A new found confidence spread through Matt's entire body.

"I'm sorry" she whispered.

"For what" Matt questioned, now very confused.

"I know you don't like me back, so I don't mind if you want to kick me out now."

Matt didn't want her thinking that; he didn't want her to leave. He pulled her into him once again, closing the remaining space between them. There bodies were pressed together when he said, "But I do like you back, and I don't want you to go."

Corey looked at him sceptically for a moment. Maybe he thinks it will make me sleep with him, she thought.

Matt continued, "I've liked you for a long time now Corey-Lee Daniels, a very long time. Almost a year actually. I've wanted to tell you for so long, but you make me so nervous, and I..."

Matt was cut off by her lips attaching to his suddenly. Joy began to seep out of every pore of his body, but it was hastily put to an end when she tore away from him. Her looked at her longingly, willing for her to keep going.

Corey looked back at him, right in his eyes. Maybe Matt did like her back, she thought. Then again, maybe he just wanted sex. Either way, the kiss had opened up a part of her that very rarely showed. It opened up her uncaring side. The one that didn't care about the cause or the consequences, the one that simply wanted what it wanted. And what it wanted right now was Matt Sanders.

Her hand slid up his torso, before she joined their lips once again. Matt quickly got the picture, and his hands began to roam her body. They eventually found there way down the front of her pants, and it took every ounce of Corey's will power to stay quiet as his fingers explored inside of her. Matt couldn't handle seeing her in the state she was without lust consuming his core. He instantly stopped what he was doing, and moved their bodies so that he was on top of her. His hands moved quickly to remove her clothes and scatter them on the floor near them, before they worked at his boxers.

He choked back a loud groan as he pushed inside of her, his heart racing and his groin burning. It'd never felt this good with anyone else, and Corey felt the same. Sure, she may not have had as much experience as Val, but hell, it's almost as though her and Matt were made to do this with each other. Ecstasy consumed them both as they continued their act, and although it was a mistake that would change their lives forever, tonight they didn't care, because at least they had each other.

so um, what did you think?? do you want the sequel on here or not?

Ok so I got e-mailed about this the other day so I thought that I would share it with everyone here on Buzznet 'cause I'm nice like that lol XP

Avenged Sevenfold are currently demoing material for the follow-up to 2007 self-titled fourth album.

The as-yet-untitled album will, according to said guitarist Zacky Vengeance, be the Orange County mob's most "personal and epic" album to date.

"[Since] we came off of the road we have been focused on only one thing; writing and preparing to record what to me is our most personal and epic Avenged Sevenfold album," says Vengeance. "The reason is the fact that everything happening around us in the entire world might be a once in a life time source of inspiration and direction. We have been harnessing every aspect of what makes A7X truly unrelenting and building off of that. I don't think we sleep too much anymore because of the excitement we feel while writing this album. Only a world spinning out of control could inspire the music and vision we have now.

"Once again it is fucking exciting," he added. "We will continue finalizing our songs until we feel every note does both You as well as Us justice. We are also in the final stages of solidifying our production team, studios and engineers so that the second the axe falls and the album is written we will spend day and night in the studio until it is complete. This album will definitely take you on a very dark journey."

I drove for almost 3 hours in the dark, felt like Life, driving though forgotten places.

My cell phone started vibating in my pocket, stopping at a train line i answered it.

"Hello?" i asked, "Where the hell are you? Gena's going mental! saying you just got up and left!" Yelled Michelle trying to talk over Gena who was screaming in the background.

"Just, out no biggy" i replied. "No biggy? no fucking biggy! where are you? Brian wants to know" asked Michelle.

"Im near Huntington Beach pier, i'll meet him there" i answered back quietly.

When i got to the bridge, i saw that Brians car was already here, i walked up to the car and put my hand on the bonit, still Warm.

I wondered up the Pier to the end, by the restaurant was Brian watching the sea hit the Legs of the pier.

"What are you doing?" asked Brian staring at the sea still.

"Nothing, why are you looking at the sea when its dark?" i asked.

"You dont need to see the sea to listen to it" answered Brian.

I just raised my head to nod.

"I meant by the note you left Gena, did you even tell her about the Cancer?" asked Brian leaning on the side looking up at me.

i didnt say a word, just shock my head.

Brian sighed and got up slowly, "Are you ever gonna tell her?" he asked.

"No, because i dont want to drag her down with me" i answered back.

Nobody said anything for atleast 3 mins.

Then Brian put his hand in his pocket, grabbed my hand and put his cell phone in my hand. I raised my head to look at him.

"Tell her! she'll be greatefull" he said.

I shook my head and sturtted "I,I,I, CANT!".

"Yes you can Zach! try!" said Brian.

"Please! i can't! i dont want to hurt her!" i yelled

"But you're already hurting her by not telling her!" screamed Brian.

I fell to my knees and held my head in my hands, i wanted to cry but nothing would happen.

I screamed as loud as my lungs would let me.

Brian came down on his knees to me and wispered "Please Brother! it may hurt but she has the right to know!".

Brian was right.

We went home and Went in doors, Gena was on the couch, Michelle was on the floor playing with the dogs.

"Oh Baby! where the fuck have you been?! i've been worried sick!" said Gena jumping up and cuddling me.

My tears finally ran from my eyes into Gena's Blonde ashed Hair. I held on to her and wispered "Im sorry!"

Gena wispered back and said "What for? you're home".

I looked at her and said "i have to tell you something, the truth!".

To be continued.

It may hurt to tell someone you love that you have something wrong with you, Like My twin brother who died last year to Heart problems it hurt me alot to much to say, but who's it gonna hurt more? Them or You?

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