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| Trust I Seek; Het, James/OFC, romance, comedy, SMUT! | |
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| Verde Manzanita | September 18, 2012, 1:54 pm Post #46 |
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I have no feelings in my soul, where most have passion I got a hole
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James Hetfield's phone number and a present from him... sounds like something I'd kill for. Even more, right now I'd kill for being on Lucy's place. I'd just return home, kill Travis with a bat, back to the hospital again and call James in no time. MORE!
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| Shayniz21 | September 18, 2012, 5:18 pm Post #47 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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You're killing me woman!!! You can't stop there!!! But thats ok. I will just have to wait I guess
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| Shayniz21 | September 18, 2012, 5:20 pm Post #48 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Good for you. I haven't started my clinicals or anything yet but I know from what other nurses have said that it's a long hard road and most of them question the reasoning to becoming a nurse
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| Voxx | September 18, 2012, 5:22 pm Post #49 |
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Some Kind Of Monster
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I think Lucy is cute, she is very cute and she is likable. And while she is obviously mature in some ways, she isn't in others. She is obviously very caught up with James and she so desperately wants him to want her, despite the fact that he barely knows her and she only knows those parts of him that he let's fans see. I think she is pretty naive, idealistic and like I said, caught up. Perhaps it stems from the fact that she has had a pretty unsuccessful relationship with Travis. The put downs and the way he's ignored her and, and then of course the physical violence committed against her have probably left her seriously wanting,in need of love and something safe and familiar. But all that being said, you can't help but want to root for her. You want her to somehow realize her ultimate daydream. I feel for her, I really do. I just hope that she is able to keep her head above water, so to speak, when things become more complicated (as I'm sure they will become). I really enjoyed this chapter. I particularly liked the part about her finding refuge in the small, little coffee shop. That for me was great and completely relate-able! My family is originally from Montreal, so I spend a lot of time going back there to visit. And I could just picture that in my mind because its something that I've done in Old Montreal! Really wonderful.
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| I_Disappear | September 18, 2012, 8:26 pm Post #50 |
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Blackened
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You definitely know how to tug at my heart strings. It's impossible to not feel bad for Lucy. All the bullshit she has been through would make any person emotional. I admire the fct that she has tried to maintane her strength. And then when James left.... I was shocked it took her so long to finally break down and cry. Don't get me wrong, crying can could be a good thing but she shouldn't hold it in for so long. That can spell disaster. Lucy is very easy to relate to. I think that's the number one thing I love about her. Can't wait for more!! |
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| NothingElseMatters | September 18, 2012, 10:33 pm Post #51 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Hehehehe, glad you enjoyed it hun! Thank you for commenting
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| NothingElseMatters | September 18, 2012, 10:37 pm Post #52 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Alma! I've missed you! Good to see you again ![]() Thanks for reading, it means a lot to me! "Forever Trust In Who We Are" was the first fic I read on Metchix (and LOVED IT...seriously, I read the whole thing in like, 2 days) so it's very special that you're now reading my fic
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| NothingElseMatters | September 18, 2012, 10:45 pm Post #53 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Thanks for your comments hun! I love that you're following the story so closely, it means a lot to me!
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| NothingElseMatters | September 18, 2012, 10:47 pm Post #54 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Hahahahaha I love a bit of suspense! Keeps things interesting! Don't worry, I will update again soon ![]() Thanks for reading Shay
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| NothingElseMatters | September 18, 2012, 10:58 pm Post #55 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Ahhhhhh Stephanie your comments are awesome! You've understood exactly where I'm coming from with Lucy's character. She's innocent and naive - a little girl, in a lot of ways - and she is completely infatuated with the idea of being with a sexy rock god like James (who wouldn't be? ) She's been emotionally beaten down by Travis for many many years and now that she has left him, she doesn't know how to cope. She needs a tall, strong, sexy man to wrap her up in his arms and tell her how wonderful she is I wonder who might be able to help her with that? Interestingly, no one seems worried about Mark yet...hmmm.... Thank you so much, hun, I love that you're following my fic |
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| NothingElseMatters | September 18, 2012, 11:05 pm Post #56 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Too many years of being manipulated by Travis has made Lucy a strong girl deep down inside...she just doesn't really know it yet. Hmmm. So be it, settle the score, touch me again for the words that you will hear ever more... Thanks for your comments hun!
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| HannahBanana | September 23, 2012, 5:43 pm Post #57 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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James' number! Lucy reacted the same as I would if that ever happened to me. I would've quit my job and darted for the phone, called James and told him what happened and that I'm moving in! Gah! I wish her all the best! I love this story so much
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| NothingElseMatters | September 25, 2012, 9:24 pm Post #58 |
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Destination: Koolzville
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Hi ladies! Just a short update this time but I had so much fun writing it that I couldn't wait to share it with you all Seriously - I actually stopped typing a few times so I could sit back and squeal I hope you enjoy it, and as usual big big BIG thanks to all who are reading and commenting. It's so motivating! @ Han - thank you! Ahhhh to have James' number... We can dream, can't we? CHAPTER 8 I tapped my fingers nervously against my thigh as I listened to the ringing of the phone line in my ear. Now that I was actually standing there with the phone in my hand, waiting for James to answer, I began to second guess my actions. Am I going to seem too eager? The phone continued to ring, the long burring tone almost inaudible under the thunderous beating of my pulse. Maybe he was just being polite… I slammed the phone down, panicked. Rach. I’ll call Rach first. I quickly slotted the rest of my coins into the phone, knowing that the giant handful of change I was feeding it would barely cover even a few minutes of conversation to the other side of the world. But I didn’t care. Just to hear her voice would make everything better. I quickly dialed Rach’s number, my fingers automatically punching out the familiar pattern of digits. I’d dialed that number more times than I’d had hot dinners. “Hi, this is Rachele! Leave a message!” I glanced at my watch and let out a frustrated groan. Where the hell is she? It’s almost midnight in Melbourne, for God’s sake. I hung up, not wanting to waste the meager amount of money I had on leaving yet another pointless message. I’d try her again tomorrow. I glanced down at the card from James, still clenched tightly in my fingers. He wouldn’t have given you his number if he didn’t want you to call him, Lucy. Taking a deep, shaky breath, I again lifted the receiver and slowly dialed the number, my heart thumping anxiously in my chest. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up. PICK UUUUUUUUP - “Hello?” Oh, shit. He actually picked up. “Um, hi…James?” My voice came out shaking with nerves. “Lucy! Hey!” “Hey, yourself.” I grinned with pleasure at his animated tone. It was so good to talk to him again. “You recognized my voice. I’m impressed.” “Well, you do have a really distinctive accent, you know.” “Oh.” Haha. Duh, Lucy. “You’re Australian, right? I like it. It’s hot.” HOT!!! “Uh, yeah. What? Yes. Australian,” I stuttered, my face flushing wildly. “How are you, anyway?” I quickly changed topics, flustered, yet still completely overjoyed. You're a fucking flirt, Hetfield. And I love it. “I’m doing okay. My arm is still fucked, but it’s starting to feel a bit better.” “Oh, that’s great! It must be nice to be home, too.” I felt myself relaxing, my stomach slowly unwinding from its anxious, lust-filled knots. He was just so easy to talk to. “Yeah, it’s fantastic. So how are you?” “I’m...” Thanks to you, James, I’m fucking ecstatic. “I’m good. Really good.” I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face as I listened to his deep, sensual voice. “Thank you so much for the record,” I added, a sudden feeling of shyness coming over me. “You didn’t have to do that.” “I know. But I wanted to. I got it a few years back but when you said you were such a huge Skynyrd fan…well…I remembered I had it and I thought of you. I figured you’d appreciate it.” I played with the phone cord, smiling to myself coyly. “I love it. Thank you.” “The pleasure’s all mine.” Oh, I can make the pleasure all yours, Hetfield. My previously-coy smile melted into a mischievous grin and I licked my lips, my mind full of lewd, indecent thoughts. James continued on, oblivious. “So…everything going ok? How’s the asshole boyfriend?” I screwed up my nose, my libido extinguished. “It’s been...interesting.” “Interesting? What happened?" I closed my eyes as I silently relived the night before, my body tensing with unease. “Lucy? Are you still there?” “Sorry. I’m here.” I opened my eyes. “I came to realise last night that I never, ever, EVER want to have anything to do with that fucking piece of shit, ever again.” I breathed out a long, shaky gust of air. “I left him.” “Oh, wow. That’s huge! I have to admit, I’m really glad, Lucy.” The relief in his voice was obvious. My heart gave a hard thump in response. “Yeah...me too. Things got pretty messy. So I ended up packing my bag and walking out.” I shook my head as I glanced down at the backpack at my feet. “Not that I managed to pack a lot,” I added wryly. James breathed out heavily. “Man. I’m really proud of you Lucy, even though you probably feel like total shit right now.” “Total shit is an understatement.” “Man, if I ever meet that fucker...” He growled, his voice low. “I’d kick his fucking ass so hard...” “Oh,” I breathed, slightly turned on by his macho, protective attitude. “Anyway. You’ve left him. He’s out of your life, and that makes me a lot happier.” I grinned at James’ words. “Which leads me to my next question. What are your plans over the next few days?” I blinked, surprised. “Um, nothing. I’ve got 3 days off, actually, starting tomorrow. I thought I might go sightseeing. Plus I need to find somewhere to live. Why?” “Come stay with me.” I beg your fucking pardon? Did he just say “COME STAY WITH ME”?!?!?! “Uhhhh….” I stuttered, my brain instantly turning to mush. “Uhhh...what?” Oh, Jesus, Lucy. Words. Use them. “I mean it. Come to San Francisco. You’ve never been before, have you? We can go sightseeing here if you want.” My stomach felt like it had dropped right out of my body. He can’t be serious… “I can’t do that.” I felt like slapping myself as soon as the words came out of my mouth. What the hell is wrong with me? Have I gone INSANE? “Why not?” The disappointment in James’ voice was audible. “Because...I can’t impose on you like that.” YOU FUCKING LUNATIC! My brain screamed at me. HE WANTS YOU TO FUCKING STAY WITH HIM! GO, GO, GO! “C’mon…please?” James’ voice was innocent and beseeching. “We’ve delayed the tour. I’ll be home all week. Alone. I thought maybe we could spend some of it together.” Desire swelled through me. Oh, FUCK he’s sexy. I beamed down the phone, ecstatic. “Okay. Yes. I’d love to.” “Really?” My stomach clenched at his delighted tone. “Really. We can’t have you being lonely, can we?” I grinned, lewd thoughts once again dancing on the edge of my mind. “Hmmm. No. We can’t.” Oh, God. Drool. “Anyway. It’s gonna be great! I’ll show you all the sights. The Golden Gate Bridge. Fisherman’s Wharf. We’ll ride a cable car. All that touristy bullshit. You’ll love it.” He sounded excited. I bounced elatedly on the spot, thrilled beyond belief as the reality of the situation began to take hold. “That sounds amazing. I can’t wait!” His excitement was contagious. “Me either.” I could hear the smile on his lips. “And I’ll pay for your flights, ok?” “Oh, James, don’t be ridiculous. You don’t have to do that. I can find the money.” I’ll sell my fucking kidneys if I have to. “I don’t give a shit. I’m paying. That’s all there is to it.” Fuck, he’s so...DEMANDING sometimes. And it’s as hot as hell. “Go and book flights. Today. Get on the first flight you can. It doesn’t matter what it costs.” “Well...okay. Thank you.” I grinned to myself, thoroughly aroused. “That’s really sweet of you.” I hesitated for a moment, weighing up my next words. “So, um...why are you so keen for me to visit you, anyway?” I held my breath, amazed at my boldness. “Well...” he drawled, his voice sending shivers down my spine. I could hear the slow, sexy smile spreading over his face as he spoke. “One, I really enjoyed meeting you. Two, I want to say thanks for the way you looked after me. And three...” He paused. “...I think you’re an amazing, fascinating, beautiful girl and I’d really like to get to know you better.” I lifted my eyes to the ceiling, speechless. I was over the moon with joy. “I’m really looking forward to seeing you, Lucy,” James continued. “I think we’re going to have fun.” “I’m looking forward to seeing you too,” I murmured, my stomach twisting into tight knots at the low, sensual intonation in his voice. Fun...I can think of plenty of ways to have fun with you, James... “Listen, I really hate to do this, but I’ve gotta go. I’m meeting a friend for some drinks.” Friend? What friend? A felt a slight stab of jealousy. A girl? “It was so good to talk to you again, Lucy. And like I said. Book flights. Then call me and tell me when you’re arriving.” I smiled, his words making me forget my unreasonable resentment. He tells you you’re beautiful and you immediately decide you own him. Get a grip, Lucy. “Yeah. It was great to talk to you too. I’ll...see you soon, I guess.” I jumped eagerly from one foot to the other. I felt like squealing in excitement. “You will. Give me a call once you know what flight you’re on, okay?” “Sure.” “Okay. Bye, Lucy.” “Bye...” I whispered. I continued to hold the phone to my ear until I heard the click of the receiver at his end, the line now disconnected. I gently replaced my own receiver, a huge, elated smile spreading slowly over my face, utter jubilation pulsing through my entire body. I grinned with unashamed delight, the record still clenched tightly to my chest as I replayed our conversation over and over again. “...I’m really looking forward to seeing you, Lucy. I think we’re going to have fun...” I think we will, James. I think we will. To be continued... Edited by NothingElseMatters, September 25, 2012, 11:44 pm.
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| I_Disappear | September 25, 2012, 10:03 pm Post #59 |
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Blackened
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I'm speechless.... Utterly but fatastically speechless!!!' More! Please more! And soon? |
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| Shayniz21 | September 25, 2012, 10:06 pm Post #60 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Omg! I wanted to squeal for Lucy! Oh I can only imagine the fun they are going to have! Update soon so we can capture the fun they will have! |
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WOOOO!!! NURSES RULE!!!! :horns2
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Man, I laughed so much with what she packed! 
Ahhhh to have James' number... 
8:48 PM Jul 10