Chance Of A Lifetime
God dammit, what is that beeping? It’s been annoyingly beeping for hours, and why did everything smell like cleaning supplies?
There was a throbbing in my head and I was starving, but holy shit did I have a strange dream. I had played on stage with Avenged and then Thomas, my foster father had come and tried to take me home but then the rest was a blur. What an odd dream to have.
Well, I might as well wake up and get on with the day. I slowly opened my eyes but I did not come face to face with my usual bedroom. Instead, I was in a white room. There was an IV connected to my hand and a white blanket draped over me. Well shit, I knew where I was. Fuck...
“Ah! Luna you’re awake! Did you sleep well?” A nurse suddenly walked in talking a mile a minute.
“Umm yes, thank you. Could you tell me why I’m here?” She suddenly looked up from her clipboard with a saddened look.
“You don’t remember? Oh dear. Hunny, a group of tattooed men brought you in because, while you were asleep, you started having panic attacks. Also, your extremely malnourished, as if you hadn’t eaten in weeks!” Holy shit. So it wasn’t a dream? Well, fuck me sideways.
“Where are they?”
“Visiting hours are not for another hour but they’ve been coming to check up on you regularly. I’ll go get the Doctor to explain everything.” She said as she finished checking my IV. She then waddled out of the room.
Okay, I need to wrap my head around what’s happening. So I really did meet Avenged Sevenfold and play with them. That means that everything with Thomas actually did happen. That also means they really did see all the damage he’s done...
Also, who changed me? I was not in the clothes I was in before.
One of the nurses must’ve did it, then they saw the wounds as well, and I’m sure they showed the Doctor. Well, shit, I’m eternally screwed.
After, my Doctor had come and explained everything- including how the guys had told them about my abusive home life. The Hospital called the police, and took tests to insure that it was Thomas’ fault. Although I knew it was, they needed proof. Of course the tests came back positive and Thomas was sent straight to jail. Apparently abuse and rape is a touchy subject here in Huntington. It took no longer than three hours for all the tests to come back and for me to be, once again, an orphan.
“Hunny, you have visitors.” The kind nurse that had been taking care of me poked her head into my room. My eyes immediately widened and I sat up, the show on MTV I was watching completely forgotten.
A few seconds later The Rev and Synyster Gates, or Jimmy and Brian as I was told to call them, walked in with small smiles on their faces.
“Hey you’re awake!” Brian said happily. I smiled and nodded, not trusting my voice. This was just all too surreal.
“How are you feeling? You gave us all a scare. Do you have attacks in your sleep a lot?” Jimmy asked sitting beside my bed on one of the chairs.
“Um yeah, they happen a lot. You get used to them, and I’m okay I guess. A little stressed out and confused with what’s gonna happen to me now... I don’t know what to do...” I trailed off looking down at my hands.
“Hey, it’s gonna be okay! We’re gonna help you out as much as we can!” Jimmy said quietly. I looked up at the two of them and smiled.
“There’s those dimples!” He said loudly. I laughed out loud at his out-burst and blushed.
“The other guys are just out getting food, we thought you’d enjoy actual food instead of the shit they serve here for when you wake up.” Brian explained leaning back in the chair. I nodded in understanding before looking to the small side table beside the bed and seeing a bottle of water placed on it. Excitement coursed through me as I grabbed it, ripped the cap off and chugged the whole thing. Holy shit, apparently I was thirsty.
“Damn Luna, you downed that thing fast.” Jimmy said in amazement.
“Uh yeah,” I said with an awkward chuckle. “-Thomas didn’t like me having any of his families food or water so I went without for a while.” I explained with a shrug. They both looked at me sadly, and just as Jimmy had opened his mouth to speak, the rest of the band walked in with a large box from Taco Bell.
“Anyone hungry?” Matt said jokingly, gesturing to the massive box of burritos, tacos, enchiladas- the whole shebang. The thought of food made my stomach gurgle in excitement. The noise it made was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, which made them all laugh. I bowed my head in embarrassment before the large box was placed on my lap. I opened it and the aroma immediately engulfed me, awakening my hunger even more. I grabbed the first thing I could find and ripped off the wrapper, practically inhaling the burrito.
“G’oh my god, this is so good!” I hadn’t eaten solid food in lord knows how long, and this was definitely hitting the spot. I didn’t even care that I was talking with my mouth full and that I probably looked like a pig- it was just soooo good. I gulfed back another burrito and two tacos before I was full and satisfied.
“Thanks for the food. It was perfect.” I said appreciatively, rubbing my full stomach. They all chorused their ‘no problems’ and ‘anytime’ s’ just as the Doctor walked in.
“Well, Luna. You seem to be feeling much better.” He observed.
“I am! I’m fully recovered and ready to be discharged!” I said hopefully, looking at him with my best puppy dog eyes and pout.
He laughed and shook his head before writing something on his clip board and placed it at the end of the bed.
“You may go.”
“Ahh freedom!!” I shrieked as I left the Hospital. That place gave me the creeps and it smelt much too strongly of cleaning fluids. I stretched my arms up high and breathed in deep. It felt good to be out of there.
“ Now, Luna, while you were unconscious we talked on the phone with your old orphanage and discussed your options. You can either go back there-”
“Aha not happening.” I cut Zacky off while shaking my head. “Theres no way I’m going back. That woman is the AntiChrist and I hate her.” I glared at nothing, reminiscing in how much I despised the orphanage director. The guys all laughed as we made our way towards the large bus in the very back of the parking lot.
“Okay well then your other options are that we can try to contact a very distant relative, like a great Aunt or something, or one of us can adopt you. The choice is yours.”
My eyes widened and I stopped dead in my tracks. The guys all stopped walking as well and looked at me worriedly. This couldn’t be happening! It’s too surreal.
“Are you fucking serious?!” I all but shouted. They all smiled and laughed at my outburst before Zacky assured me they were serious.
“Well.... who would adopt me?” I asked quietly, doubting that any of them would even want to adopt me.
“We haven’t really talked much about that but- wait, so you want one of us to adopt you?!” Matt said calmly before realizing that I had agreed. I mean, how could you not?
“I mean, yeah. Of course. You guys are fucking awesome and make rad music. What’s not to love?” I joked with a small smile before I was pulled into a big group hug, getting squished by 5 large, warm, heavily tattooed men. I smiled again and melted into the group hug.
I never wanted it to end, because, after all, love is hard to find, hard to keep and hard to forget. Love is something I hadn’t felt in a very long time. I hadn’t truly felt love since I was back in my mother’s or father’s arms, but with these five goofball’s, I felt loved. I felt safe and happy, and it was truly refreshing.
Love this... which one will adopt her?? Maybe Jimmy or Zacky... update ASAP