Dear God

Everyone kept coming up to me that night telling me how beautifully I played. It warmed my heart to hear everyone say how good I was. Brian stayed close to me the whole night while we started to drink a little and there was still no sign of my best friend. Zacky came up to me going on and on about guitars, which made Brian laugh. "Dude, I'm the expert on guitar," Brian said. Zacky made a pouty face. "No you're the popular sexy one and I'm the good one," he said crossing his arms. I snorted with laughter almost spilling my drink. "I know." Brian pushed him into the wall making Zacky spill his drink and Zacky charged back. Brian kept his balanced and started to crack up, boys are so stupid, they're always messing around.

The party got far more crazier than I expected because Matt got strippers, it would seem like something he would do. Then there were the people that were way beyond drunk or high, there were people making love everywhere. I was feeling sick though and I was ready to go home but I had no clue where Brian went, so I decided to walk home by myself. I was a depressed drunk so I didn't care about anything right now but getting into bed, with Brian. If I knew where he was.

I entered the house setting my guitar against the wall and I collapsed on the couch.

I woke with the sun shining through the blinds and a head ache beating my head. I slowly got up and realized the smell of frying bacon. I walked into the kitchen with Brian over the stove frying up some bacon and eggs. My stomach growled. "Hey babe," I said, he turned around with a big smile on his face. "Well good morning my princess," he said. My heart stopped, he called me princess, just like my dad used to call me. I felt tears come to my eyes. "What's wrong baby?"

"Just thinking about my dad," I said sighing. "You never told me anything about your dad?"

"It's not the best subject for me," I said getting plates out and silverware. "You wanna talk about it?"

"Sure, you should know about my past right?" He nodded. "I was seven, and I guess you could say my life was perfect. I had my mom and my dad and a cat named Jerry, then I had my room with a little tv and a super Nintendo. Life was great I even started guitar lesson and listening to Metallica, my dad's favorite."

"Metallica, it's our inspiration," he said turning off the stove and pouring bacon on our plates. "Yeah my dad loved them. Well my dad was my everything, we would be blasting Metallica in the car and he would take me to the record store. Every Saturday. It was get up, eat at Frischs, guitar lesson, and then record store. My favorite day of the week." I started to get choke up as Brian threw some eggs on the pan. "And he took me to my first concert, a Metallica concert. We got front seats, it probably meant more to him than me but still I was with him and it was Metallica."

"They are good."

"Yeah but some band was playing there before them, but I missed them."

"What band?"

"A band called Avenged Sevenfold," I said laughing a bit when Brian looked over at me. "No way."

"Way! But I didn't get to hear you guys. Anyways, that's the only concert he got to take me to because that night we were driving home and it was pouring rain....

"Dad? Can't you even see!?" I said worriedly. "Yes don't worry sweetie." I was scratching my skin with anxiety. It was silent for a while with a faint sound of music on the radio. "I love you dad."

"I love you too my princess." He looked at me smiling and that's when I was thrown forward into a an air bag feeling my nose break with a disgusting crack. I tasted the blood pouring on my lips and up my throat. Then it was silent. "Dad!" I screamed seeing my arm bending the other way with the bone sticking out, my heart was beating fast then I looked up seeing my dad staring me with wide open eyes, motionless....

I was in Brian's arms bawling my eyes out, that flash back just tore me open. "Brian! He fucking took his eyes off the road and crashed almost killing both of us! if I just wouldn't have said anything, he would still be here!"

"Baby girl please listen to me. Nothing is ever you fault, it happened and there is no way you can go back to fix it but you did nothing wrong. At least he died knowing you loved him. I know he meant everything to you but it's okay to move on and start making yourself happy, it's about you. And that's what your dad will want. He'll want you to move on and rock the world. I'm here to support you baby no matter what and it's okay to break down and cry every now and then. But I love you and that will never change."

Oh I loved him so much, I kissed him hard making him lean back a little and he came back harder pushing me into the wall. Our tongues slipped in each other's mouths and he stuck his hand in my panties going for the right spot. He started to rub circling making me moan and bite my lip. I pulled down his pants and took off his shirt wanting him now. He took off my panties and shirt grabbing my boob roughly. He picked me up and stuck it in going at a fast pace right away. He started a quick rhythm making me moan louder almost screaming. I scratched his shoulders and kissed him more biting his lip.

But our moment was ruined when the door bell rung. I slipped on my shirt and panties quickly as Brian put on his shorts and shirt then went to go answer the door. I stayed in the kitchen fixing up the rest of the food because I was still hungry. I heard the door opened.

"Crystal?"

"Hey Brian I've missed you."

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