Welcome to the Family

After Matt was done showering, we hopped into the car and drove to the nearest movie theater. Lucky for him, I’d decided on Iron Man 2, since I was a huge fan of Robert Downey Jr. “Thank you,” he mouthed, playing relieved. He wanted to buy us some popcorn, too, but I didn’t let him.

We went to our seats and chatted about our personal favorite movies. I learned that he liked the Batman movies and I told him I was into chick flicks, but also thrillers, western and horror movies. We then started debating whether Human Centipede from a year earlier was freaking us out or not, but eventually, the lights went out and we enjoyed the movie without talking much, occasionally hitting each other’s arms when there was a good scene or a funny pun Tony Stark made.

But when Pepper and Stark started kissing, I noticed Matt was getting quiet. I leaned over to him. “Matt, I’m so sorry… I picked the wrong movie, I had no idea…” He looked at me with wet eyes, and I swore that moment broke my heart. He then reached out for my hand and squeezed it a little too hard, but I didn’t dare complain. After a while, I started wondering if he would let go anytime soon, but he held it for the rest of the movie. Somehow, it didn’t even feel awkward in the beginning, but I began to think about it when the end was coming near.

So, I've been working for Avenged for a little over a month now. I’d already made out with the hot singer, had drunk sex with him that I didn’t even remember, had been subject of jealous violence by his wife, and now I'm just sitting here in the movie theater, holding hands with M Shadows. Not bad, right? I chuckled to myself, then slowly started moving my thumb across his hand. His gaze met mine, and he stroked my hand, too.

I felt like a teenager on her first date again. Like I was an unexperienced virgin sitting in a movie with the womanizer. Somehow, I felt so hot, and I didn’t know where to look. To him, it seemed to be the most natural thing in the world, but I was just baffled somehow.

It was as if he controlled everything. As if he wanted to do something, like hold my hand or kiss me, I’d let him. And I didn’t like that thought one bit. But somehow, I couldn’t change it anyway. I mentally cursed myself for liking him so much after such a short period of time and predicted myself that I was going to get so very burnt.

When the credits finally started to roll, he unfortunately let go of my hand, which felt cold and incomplete without his. He pulled the hood of his black jacket over his head and put on his sunglasses again. While watching him, I still felt my hand pulsate where his thumb had just stroked me. He gave me a dimpled smile. “Ready to have some more fun?” he asked. “Heck yeah,” I replied.

“Oh my God, you’re M Shadows, right?” three boys who were probably somewhere between fifteen and seventeen stood right in front of us, their eyes sparkling in delight. “Yep, you got me,” Matt chuckled, before shaking the hands of each of them. “That your girlfriend?” one of them asked. “Solid. Dude, she’s a ten!” said another one of them.

I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and I was sure that by now I was glowing like a Christmas tree. Matt grinned broadly and asked if they wanted a picture. “Wow, cool!” all of them screamed in unison. They took off shortly after I’d taken a couple of pictures of them with Matt.

“So, M Shadows, where do you wanna go next? Since you said we were about to have some more fun?” I was curious now. “So I’ve been thinking about getting a tattoo for my brother Jimmy, wanna come with me?” he suggested.
Wow, I’d never been to a tattoo studio before. Of course I approved, so we took off in the car. For the first time, Matt was the one driving. He looked freakishly handsome when he put his right arm behind my headrest with his concentrated look out of the back window when pulling out of the parking spot. I closed my eyes for some minutes and wondered what I was getting myself into.

“Ink of Hell – Tattoo and Piercing Studio” a green neon sign spelled out in broad letters directly in front of our parking spot. “We’re here,” Matt stated, and I nodded. We quickly got out of the car and entered the studio.
Inside, it was decorated with about a thousand pictures of tattoos and piercings, and there was also a “Wall of Fame” where there were photos of celebrities and their tattoos. I saw one picture of Matt, one with Zacky and Syn and one of the Rev. But I also knew many others of the celebrities, and there was even one of Justin Bieber. I didn’t even know that young guy already had tattoos, I thought.

“Matt fuckin' Shadows, you caress my weary eyes!” growled a dark voice from the background. “That’s the owner,” Matt told me, before loudly replying, “Hey there, Little Man, thought I’d swing by!”
Somehow, Little Man didn’t look like I’d imagined a tattoo studio owner at all. He was tiny, probably only about five feet tall with thick blond hair in a neat surfer hairstyle. I guessed that he wasn’t much older than thirty.

“Oh Matt, who you bringin’ here?” he asked in a heavy Texan accent and kissed the back of my hand. “Hi, I’m Vicca,” I heard myself say. “Vicca, I’m Jeb Booker, it’s a real pleasure to meet you. Matt, how can I help you?”
About two hours later, we were done. There was now a hollow-looking face of the Rev with bat wings on the back of Matt’s hand. It was still red and swollen. Jeb Little Man Booker kept asking me if he couldn’t interest me in a tattoo or piercing and even offered me to pierce me for free.

Matt didn’t say anything to that discussion, as he didn’t want to pressure me into something I didn’t want, but somehow, I was kind of curious anyway. In the end, I decided to get the rim of my ear pierced. I also learned that that kind of piercing was called helix.
“You nervous, Vicca?” Jeb asked while he cleaned my ear with some desinfectant gel. “Yes, I am. I mean, I got my earlobes pierced when I was like… Five maybe? So I don’t really remember anything,” I laughed hysterically.

“Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. Jeb’s a real pro,” Matt promised me. I chuckled, but in fact I felt pretty nervous. “Come on Matt, be a gentleman. Hold her hand or pat her head or some shit,” Jeb ordered, and Matt took both my hands and stroked them slightly. I lost myself in his beautiful hazel eyes and tried to distract myself by studying his handsome facial features.

I noticed that he had a tiny light-brown mole beneath his left eye and some freckles on the ridge of his nose. A second after he tightened his grip, I felt a sharp pain in my ear. “Done.” Jeb sounded content. The pain was gone already, and Matt let go of my hands. He handed Jeb some bills while I admired my new piercing in a mirror.

I was proud of myself. A month ago I would have needed months to consider the pros and cons and I was pretty sure I would have decided against the piercing anyway, but it looked good, and I was glad I did it.

Matt hopped in the driver’s seat again and after stopping at a grocery store we finally headed home. I had to admit that I really liked the way he steered the car. To me, there were always differences in the driving styles of different people, and Matt seemed to be a very attentive, careful driver. Never once did he brake sharply or accelerate real fast, and he always turned signal when he turned.

“The hell’s going on here…” Matt mumbled as we turned into the driveway. There was a police car parked right in front of the house and two officers were standing on the porch, talking to Johnny. He looked very lost and helpless, and until he pointed toward our car and then shrugged, I was pretty sure that he was the one in trouble. But the men turned around and approached our car.
Somehow, I had a very bad feeling in my guts.

Notes

Update!
So what do you guys think is going on between Vicky and Matt? It's kind of obvious that she likes him, but will he return her feelings?
Also, why do you think the police is here?

Comments please! I wish you all a nice weekend :-)