Unknown Being

Matt walked to his friend's house as quickly as he could, desperate to get out of the house before he had to endure his parents any longer. It seemed to him that he could only ever get peace at Cat's house.

"Hey," Cat said when Matt showed up, "Come on in. So your parents came home, huh?"

"And they bought tons of drugs and alcohol. And cigarettes. I hate living in that house," Matt sighed angrily. "They need to shape up big time. Like seriously, what the hell is with them? And they blame me for their problems."

The girl gave him a sympathetic look. "Some people are just like that," she said quietly.

"Doesn't mean they should be," Matt muttered, anger turning to despair. "I try to be a good son. And they just don't care! What am I doing wrong in their eyes? Why don't they try harder? Why do I deserve this?" Tears began to appear in the corners of his eyes.

Cat knew what Matt was getting himself into and hugged him tightly. "It's not your fault that they mistreat you. And you don't deserve the treatment you get. You're a good guy, Matt. I wouldn't have chosen you for a best friend if you weren't. You know that."

Tears slid down Matt's face quietly, his thoughts not changing at all. "I try so hard and they don't care about anything. Sober or not, they are so unpleasant!"

"They must be good actors. They seem okay when I'm over."

"Yeah, when company's over. They turn the house into hell when no one else is there." He paused. "It is bad that I truly hate my parents?"

"I find it startling, Matt, but I can understand why you feel that way. I might, too, if I were you." Cat caressed his cheek. "It's going to be okay, Matt. Now, come on, let's get pumped. We're going to Warped later; we've gotta get in the mood."

Matt smiled as she pulled him by the hand into the music room. They went through all of BVB's albums and Collide with the Sky before it was time to leave. They double- and triple-checked that they had their tickets and VIP passes before getting in Cat's mom's car.

"Ready," Cat asked halfway to the venue.

"Of course I'm ready. I can't wait to meet them."

When they got to the venue, Matt was amazed at how many people there were. He knew there would be a lot, but was still amazed.

Unfortunately, Matt saw something that made him very uneasy very quickly.

"What is it, Matt," Cat asked.

"Vince is here," Matt whispered, pointing to the black Corvette.

Before they could run, Vince's girlfriend/minion, Kayla, called out to them. "Hey losers! Fancy seeing you here!" She cackled as Vince stalked over to them.

"What the hell are you doing here," Matt asked savagely.

"Here for the music, same as you, loser. And what have we here? The loser's girlfriend. What a nice date. Shame she doesn't actually want you."

"You shut your mouth," Matt seethed. "She does want me."

Vince sighed melodramatically. "No, moron. Like, really wants you. The way Kayla wants me. Your precious little bitch doesn't want the D."

"One, don't you dare call Cat a bitch. Two, it doesn't matter. She..." He was interrupted by a guard.

"Do we have an issue here?"

"No, sir," Vince said. He dragged Kayla off.

The rest of the time before BVB's set was okay, except for repeated harassment by Vince and Kayla.

Notes

And I held off on the actual point of the story xD Next chapter, I promise. Well, the start of the real action. Peace out