Holy wars - Fight fire with fire James Hetfield Dave Mustaine

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I went to go see my boyfriend Dave play with his band Metallica at the Local Bar downtown.

After they were done performing it was already almost midnight. Dave and I planned on leaving at midnight but he was to busy talking to some girls.

So I went to go talk with James and Lars. We had a few drinks it was already 1:00 so I decided to leave with or without Dave.

"Hey Trace why don't I take you home it's pretty late." James said

"No i'm fine and Dave will freak."

"Oh alright well good luck kiddo."

"Bye and thanks for the drinks."

James pulled me in to friendly hug and I walked out of the bar then drove home.

When I got home I sat on me and Dave's bed. My heart was pounding out of my chest my anxiety began to kick in.

"Why didn't I wait for him."

Shit now I'm gonna pay the price."

Come on Tracey be tough".

If he tries hitting you fight back." I told myself

Me and Dave have been together for a few months and those months have been heaven and hell. Dave is abusive when he is drunk or angry. So I knew where I fucked up.

Suddenly I heard the door slam and sure enough Dave got home and of course was drunk. His orange-blonde hair was messed up and he stunk of alcohol and weed.

"TRACEY COME OVER HERE RIGHT NOW YOU BITCH!!" he shouted

I ran to the living room to where Dave was and I felt so nervous my heart was pounding out of my chest.

"What Dave?" I said softly.

he immediately got in my face

"Why didn't you wait for me. Instead you went to go flirt with James and Lars you little whore." he said his voice was getting softer and more harsher

"One i'm not a whore. Two you were flirting with some other girls. And James and Lars are my friends so don't you dare call me a whore!

He looked at me with a look i'll never forget

Like I predicted Dave threw a punch at me but I dodged it. I slapped him as hard as I could on his face to the point where you can see a red hand mark.

I knew I fucked up because he managed to kick me in the stomach. As I fell on ground he  punched me and slapped me many times. When he finally stopped I was nearly unconscious.

"Look how cute Tracey trying to fight back." he said with a slight chuckle.

"What's so funny." I managed to get out of me

"Its cute how you try to be strong and you know your not. You're pathetic." He spat

"Dave just leave me alone please." I said as I looked in his eyes looking for pity but found none

Dave smiled and walked away I touched my stomach and felt the worst pain ever. I lifted my shirt to reveal a huge purple bruise forming. I cried. I fucking hated crying. I ended up falling asleep on the cold living room floor.

Next morning

I woke up to someone calling my name. Was I dead?

I don't think I was

"Tracey wake up!! Tracey please! Can you hear me!??

It was a familiar voice I knew who it was. With the strength I had I got up and screamed.

"GET AWAY FROM ME DON'T TOUCH ME!!" I shouted

"Babe what happened wh-who did this to you?" he said he was sober now.

"Dave you did this you beat me last night." I said looking at him

"Baby what no I didnt."

"Yes you did dave you were drunk. Whenever your drunk you abuse me. now leave me alone." I said crying

"My darling I'm so sorry please forgive me I-I had no idea. he said as he reached out to grab my hand

"You said so many horrible things to me and hurt me badly. Dave you need to go to rehab you need help."

"Baby i'm sorry I promise i'll go to rehab and I'll get help. I love you i'm sorry." he said

"Fine just don't let this happen again please." I said softly.

"Promise." he said as he kissed my forhead

He hugged me lightly and I felt the bruise pain.

"Oww!" I yelled

Dave helped me lift my shirt and when he saw the bruise he knew he fucked up.

"I -I did this?" he said with wide eyes.

"Yes Dave." I said

"Baby i'm so sorry again c'mon you need some rest." he said as he picked me up bridal style

He layed me on our bed and covered me up. He sat besides me. He gave me a kiss on the lips and kept apologizing I just went to sleep.