Escaping this Nightmare

Even before I opened my eyes, my head was thumping with pain. I groaned loudly and gave a little sob as I moved: my whole body was racked with a burning pain that started near my chest and spread to every crevice and corner. It felt like my eyes were glued shut but I slowly pried them open with one hand. Harsh light flooded in and it took me a couple of seconds to adjust. I first saw El's face peering down at me with concern and I attempted a small smile to alleviate her worry. Then I noticed who she was standing next to. Arin Ilejay was standing comfortably close to her and had his arm on her shoulder! What was happening?

I looked round the room and noticed that I was lying on a dirty yet comfy sofa. There were instruments everywhere, all strewn about the room, as were the people that played them. Johnny was beside a small bar drinking, Zacky was strumming his guitar on the floor and Matt was standing beside Arin looking at me.

I turned to El and croaked in a small voice, "El what happened?"

She kneeled down beside me and whispered, "You got knocked out and a bit beaten at the concert, remember?"

I shrugged to let her know to continue.

"Well Matt stopped the show and went mental. He jumped into the crowd and punched like ten guys trying to get to you. Now we're backstage."

On one hand I was ecstatic because I was with Avenged Sevenfold backstage! But on the other hand, I thought Syn was going to come and rescue me? He had looked so mad when he saw me go down and I was sure I felt a connection between us. But then again I'm sure every Gates' fan felt that when they met him; he's just so charismatic. I sighed and looked at Matt.

"I love you guys!' I gushed, cringing at how typical I sounded. He heard this all the time. "Also thanks for helping me, I really appreciate it. "

"No problem. Just glad you're ok," he drawled.

A second after I had registered how sexy his voice was in person, the door to this room slammed open and in burst Synyster Gates. Holy cow.

He strode across the room to the bar, not bothering even to look at me. He grabbed Johnny 's drink off of him and took a long gulp of it, before punching Johnny hard in the arm. I giggled slightly at Johnny 's offended expression, and just like at the concert, those beautiful eyes turned to mine.

"So how's our sleeping beauty then?" Syn asked in a mocking tone.

I bristled slightly but replied politely "Fine thanks."

Inside I was doing cartwheels and hand springs that I was talking to Synyster Gates!

"Just a shame we had to cancel the rest of the show to see if you were alright. All of those fans were left disappointed." He said in a mock sad voice.

I stared at him in disbelief. Did he not want me to be here? Did he hate me or something?

"I thought Burn it All was your last song and that's when Lola got hurt?" El questioned Syn. Uh oh, I could see in her eyes that she did not like him at all.

"Whatever. And it's 'Burn it Down' not Burn it all, you dumb fuck," Syn insulted her.

Before I could get the chance to protest about my friends intelligence, Arin stepped forward and pushed Syn away.

"Watch how you speak to a lady, dude. Get some respect."

El squeezed Arin and thanked him while Syn muttered something that was along the lines of "all a bunch of pussies ."

Matt glared at him, obviously not impressed at his friends rudeness. I moved on the sofa, trying to work up the courage to get up, but hissed when I moved my legs. Bolts of pain ripped their way up through my body and I shut my eyes as tears formed.

Brian looked at me when I hissed, his expression softened and concerned, but he looked away when Matt started talking.

"So I can tell you aren't from Glasgow by your accent. Where are you from?" He asked me. I recognised the question as a distraction from my pain and I welcomed it.

"Me and El are from a small town up the North of Scotland. We travelled here on our own but my parents think that I'm at a sleepover at her house. Man they would they kill me if they knew the truth. Backstage with a couple of thirty year olds." I laughed softly at the thought of my Mum's face if she knew. Brian grinned to himself, his face transforming from a sullen git to an open, happy git. I shifted again on the sofa and moaned.

Brian glanced at me then asked Matt, "Hey Matt, d'you remember when we used to skip school and go see bands without telling anyone?"

All the guys laughed and El joined in. I smiled and finally heaved myself up to a sitting position. Brian gave me a small round of applause, but before I could give him a sarcastic 'har har' and tell El to flip him off, the room tilted and my stomach jumped in my body.

"Lola? Are you alright?" El asked me worriedly.

"Yeah, you look a bit green," Zacky interjected from the floor.

I shook my head and was about to tell them to stop worrying when another bout of nausea gripped my stomach. I shoved my hand to my mouth, wincing at the pain it caused in my body and used my other hand to hold myself up on the sofa. The room was still tilting so I closed my eyes.

"Guys, I think I have concussion or something. I don't feel right." I stammered out.

Someone came and sat beside me and I could smell that it was El by her flowery perfume. The scent drove up my nose and increased my need to throw up.

"Lola, you'll be fine. You just need to sit for a while," she soothed me. She reached her arm round and gave my shoulders a small squeeze.

I threw up in her lap.

Zacky went mental, screaming that he got sick in his hair and poor Johnny looked like he was going to puke himself. Arin grabbed El from me and moved to clean her up.

He grabbed a load of towels and then went back to El who was still trying to comfort me.

"Shit. Guys, there's like blood in the puke. Is that normal?" Arin's uncertain voice pierced all the commotion.

"Like shit that's normal. We're taking you to a hospital," Brian said firmly and pulled out his phone from his jeans pocket.

"No please, I'll be fine," I protested weakly but as I shook my head again, I felt bile rising up my throat. This time when I threw up I couldn't stop. I collapsed to my knees and sobbed as vomit and blood poured from my mouth. Everyone in the room stepped back apart from El and Brian. Brian came up beside me and sat down on the ground. He pulled my into his lap and began stroking my back gently. It didn't help the pain or vomiting but it reminded me of when my Mum used to do it to me, so it was comforting.

"Guys should I call an ambulance or should we just take her to a hospital ourselves?" Brian asked the other guys calmly, still stroking my back.

"Na man, I don't know my way round Glasgow. We'd end up lost. Plus an ambulance would be quicker getting her there," Matt gushed out, looking panicked.

Brian dialled a number on his phone and began speaking.

"Shit, it says that I can't call this number! What the fuck?" He yelled at his phone before throwing it at El.

She picked it up and studied it for a moment, then smirked at him coolly. "That's 'cause you dialled 911. We're in Britain so the emergency number is 999, you dumb fuck."

"Alright, well call the number then! Your friend is in pain," he snapped at her.

I moaned loudly, as a set of shudders racked my body. There was nothing left in my stomach to puke so I was just vomiting blood now. It tasted awful and I was messing up their room so bad that i started sobbing big fat tears as I puked.

"I feel so bad, Brian," I whispered to him when I got a breather from throwing up blood. I lolled my head on his shoulder and let my body go limp. I really wanted a nap.

"C'mon there sleepy head. Let's stay awake, ok baby?" Brian's smooth voice lulled me into a sleep even more.

I vaguely heard Arin telling Brian to just let me sleep because I looked exhausted but Brian snapped back "If she vomits when she sleeps she could choke on it. Do you want to perform the heimlich manoeuvre on her?"

"The ambulance is on its way. They say to keep her awake and to try to get her to talk," El announced to the room.

I felt Brian shift behind me and realised he would be giving Arin a smug grin. But then he began wiping my mouth with a towel and I worked out that he had just moved to get it. He softly wiped my face and the worst off of my body before repositioning me comfortably against his hard chest.

"So little Lola. What's your favourite song?" he whispered to me. His cool breath tickled my ear and his unfamiliar earthy aroma comforted me whereas El's familiar one had not.

"That's a random question," I breathed back. "Probably 'Welcome to the Family' but I love any song that you sing in because your voice is so beautiful."

He chuckled gently and said, "Thank you. As are you, Lola."

A sly cough made me jump and El game me a rueful smile.

"Sorry. I think I have a cough starting," she said, grinning. Brian gave her the finger for her troubles.

I grabbed his hand in front of me and looked at his tattoos. I traced one green line all the way up his forearm. He had gone completely still behind me; only his breath on the back of my neck convinced me that he was still breathing.

"Ambulance is here!" Johnny shouted as he ran back into the room. I hadn't even noticed him leaving. Damn Syn was good at distracting people.

He stood up whilst supporting me with his hands and then easily scooped me into his arms.

"Matt, grab that blanket and put it round her," Brian ordered him. Matt did as he was told and then Brian set off out of the room and into the cold, Glasgow night. I started shivering and Brian wrapped the blanket tighter around me. I saw the flashing blue lights of the ambulance and a bald man walking towards us.

"Great thanks sir. If you could just put her in the back of the ambulance where my men instruct you to, then we can get out of here."

Brian loped into the ambulance and lay me down on a rickety bed. He looked at me thoughtfully then bent down and kissed my forehead. His soft back hair brushed against mine and I thought that I would be happy to die there and then.

"Alright sir, if we could just vacate the ambulance so we can get going. Thanks for your help," the bald man stepped in and patted Brian on the shoulder.

"I'm coming with you!" came a shout from outside and El barrelled into the ambulance. "She's my best friend and I'm coming."

I smiled at her as she took a seat in the ambulance.

"I'm coming with you too then," Brian spoke up and I started at him, shocked.

"Brian, you don't have-" I began.

"It's alright young Miss. We only have room for one anyway," the bald man told me.

"But I'm her boyfriend!" Brian shouted at the man, somewhat desperately. My jaw dropped open and he gave me an apologetic smile.

"Listen pal. We only have room for one so beat it." the bald man was getting angry.

"I'm coming with my girlfriend."

"I'm not even buying that she's your girlfriend. She barely looks 18 and you look about 30. Get off the ambulance now," the bald man protested.

I gasped as Syn pushed the man up against the door, holding him with one hand by his shirt. All the men in the proximity scrambled towards them and Zacky yanked Syn off of the poor man.

"Yo, dude chill. What's got into you?" Zacky shouted at Syn.

"Brian," I croaked weakly and raised my head to say bye to him. I threw my head to the side and a fountain of blood sprayed from my mouth. The paramedics rushed to help me and I could hear Brian shouting "Shit, shit, shit" over and over again. The doors of the ambulance were slammed shut but not before I got one last glimpse of Brian and Avenged Sevenfold. Then the ambulance sped away with El's hand gripping my own.

Notes

This was fun to write! I can't wait to start the next chapter for you guys:) Thanks for the lovely comments on the first chapter, it's so nice to see people like it so far. Hope you guys like this chapter!:) I was also wondering if you want the next chapter from Lola or Brian's POV. Comment what you think:)

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