I couldn't take it any more. I wanted out of this contract and off the tour. I thought I would never grow to hate Synyster Gates, the one rock star I loved. But I was so sick of him treating me as just the bands assistant, acting like I was nothing to him and so was mean to me, pushed me around like I wasn't good enough to be around him.


The only time Brian seems to wants me is when he is drunk and its always sex. That I guess only drunk off his ass, is the only way he finds me sexually attractive. That being overweight , with low self esteem, it was fucking me up so bad in my head, I just cried my self to sleep at night on the bus. He tells me the only thing he liked about me is my huge rack and would like if just ran around the bus with out my shirt on, so he could see me in my bra and look at my huge boobs all day. That when I did just do that he acted like he wanted to throw up and it made me cry.


I'm just so sick of it. I wanted to look at him one last time before I just up and leave telling the band to take this job and shove it up their metal assess, but if I look at Brian that sexy tattoo hunk of man, with black shaggy hair, dreamy brown eyes, tall and lips begging to be kissed, I will just cave in and stay, just so I can be around him. That even if I hear his voice ,that was sexy just like him, it's soft with a slight surfer tone to it, that drove me wild, my hate for him may go back to love. I just couldn't risk it. So I keep looking down at my cell acting like I was more into my text then, him trying to talk to me.I felt him touch my long strawberry blonde hair, that I paid a lot of money to get that shade, since couldn't decide if i wanted to be redhead or blond. I slapped his hand away and went back to leaning on the wall, not looking up from my cell.


“Please, Mary look at me we need to talk. I know I'm losing you and it's these asses fault” He said as I felt him grab my arm. I pushed him away, hopping I knocked him on the ground.

“Leave me alone” I yelled not looking up from my cell and walked father from the club house, were all standing by at the country club, since the guys wanted to play golf.I had to come since I was their damn assistant, on their city of evil tour.



I just keep walking not caring if golf balls came flying at me, I just wanted to get away from him and his band.


“ Mary come back here, now, were not done talking. I love you damn it” Brian yelled.

Oh god I wanted to believe that, but when ever he tells me that he always drunk off his ass and ends up in my pants, only to be kicked out of bed the next morning. Him yelling at me to get my naked body away from him.


“Bull shit! You asshole you only love your self, your ego so full of shit you smell like the shit you are”I yelled as walked into golf cart. The blond guy driving laughed at me.

"nice air bags honey" the blond guy said as he drove off.


I still heard Brian yelling at me, to come back here now. Like I was his damn girl and we not done fighting.



“Take your ugly ass and your huge ego, to hell, I hate you Gates, hope you get blue balls, when you wont have me their to fuck, when your drunk off your ass any more. I'm done with you” I yelled so he hear me.



"Brian don't " I heard one of the guys yell then I felt a golf club hit on the back of head hard and it pissed me off I turned around and grab it headed back and just started beating Brian with it. Hitting him on his head , making his black leather fedora fall off, then just started to hit on his chest, wanting to break any rib I could. He just started to growl at me and I felt Matt pull me back, since it was strong arms that were able to get feet away from Brian.



Brian sucker punch me , it stunned me and I drop the club. I got back in his face and grabbed some of his long hair, that just reached his shoulder and yanked so hard. He screamed.


Matt grabbed my hand and pried my fingers off Brian's hair and I has a few chunks of in my hand and Brian was more pissed off at me now. All I saw was murder in his eyes and I was so scared I just ran to get the hell away from him.



“ Come here you fucking bitch" Brian yelled at I felt him grab my arm tight and started to drag me back.

I was so scared he was going to kill me. Beat me to death. He was the nicest one out the guys, but had one hell of mean side, that if you did mange to piss him off you pay for it badly. I bite down hard on his arm so he let me go and during the struggle of me trying to run from him again I tripped on his big size 12 shoes and fell down hard on the steps, by the entrance to the country club.

I heard a loud pop and my left arm was in so much pain all I could do was cry. I screamed out for one of the guys, trying to get Brian to leave me alone, but he wouldn't. He tears in his eyes, as he was picking me up. “I'm so sorry Baby, I didn't mean for this to happen. It was just a stupid bet. And I will do anything to have you love me again” He said not wanting to let me go. I tried to fight free from him but was in so much pain I was crying.



“Go to hell Gates, I hate you” I yelled at him then spit in his face.

But did I really hate him? And did he really love me ? Is that why he got so mad at me for not wanting to talk about whatever it is he wanted to talk about. Did he say something about a bet? Matt was trying to grab me, since they all assumed he threw me down the stairs so I get my arm broken and I didn't want him to touch me, I didn't want Brian to let me go and was so confused on why, if hate him so much.

Notes

I only got this chapter done, posting to see what kind of feed back I get on this! please comment and sub to the story! Thanks!