Everyone knew the Misfits were a little wild, to say the least. Almost every time they hung out shit would go down, whether it was someone hurting themselves or the police being called on them. But they always made it out fine in one way or another, it was almost admirable.

Though you could have never expected something like this. You've been dating Swaggersouls for quite some time now and things were great between you two, but you weren't so fond of his friends. Sure, you'd met them before but you never wanted to spend time with them since they weren't really your crowd. You didn't like all the craziness that came with it. Regardless of that you decided to give in when your boyfriend had been begging you for weeks to go on this roadtrip with them. Swaggers wanted to spend some time with you and he figured you'd like it.

Needless to say, shit went down, as always. But this time it was so much more serious because it envolved you. Sure... whenever they got drunk and Mason fell or something, they all got a laugh from it. But when their reckless actions landed you in the emergency room, Swaggers was seeing red. He felt so guilty, it felt like it was his fault for bringing you along and he wanted to kill each and every one of his friends for putting you in danger.

"God damn it, that's my girlfriend you fucking idiots! What were you even thinking?! I should have never brought her along.." You could hear him yell, as your eyes fluttered open in an hospital bed. You didn't remember much from the night before, but you could feel enough pain to know something bad happened.