You had taken the rest of that day off, Cherise not begrudging you the day off from your duties at the merch table. It’s not like they hadn’t done just fine for years without you or anything, you were only working this tour to keep you from Zacky. Nothing more. And now you were having second thoughts on why you were being kept from Zacky. People could change right? You could be wrong right? Right.

You and Jeph had kept a cool distance from one another but you knew you wouldn’t be able to stay mad at him for long. It was just something about him that wouldn’t let you stay mad, or away, for long.

It was after the show and you had watched them all play from a safe, unnoticeable, distance out in the audience. It had been a good show, a little more angry then most but you figured it was just the tension from the fight earlier. It almost made it more interesting to watch, watching all of them channel their testy emotions into their music on stage. But you knew it was only temporary, you were never one for fighting too long.

You were out cruising the back hallways for the guys to apologize for your behavior earlier when you heard slamming coming from somewhere near you. Interest peaked you went to investigate, to see if anyone needed any help with anything. You followed the sounds of slamming and occasional grunt till it got louder and louder. You turned a corner into a back walkway and came face to face with the sound. And about lost your lunch. Again.

Long thin white legs were crossed around a male middle, high up on the waist, shoes somewhere on the floor as the feet were bare. You would know that back simply from the amount of times you had seen it walk away from you when cursing at it loudly. Zacky.

“Oh god Vengeance,” you heard moaned from a tussle of bleach blonde hair.

You felt your stomach clench.

He was having sex with some groupie. And not even waiting for the bus, right in the back of the venue. Mad, animalistic, rough, quick sex with someone who meant nothing to him other than getting off.

You couldn’t take it any longer when you heard Zacky start moaning and thrusting into his nameless and faceless fuck. You turned heel and walked away, anger seething out of every pore in your body. So much for changing!

“Stupid fucking puss ridden ass so-,” you started to rant till you ran into someone, cutting your rant short.

“Whoa hostile much? Jeph again?” Jimmy’s familiar voice asked in concern.

“No! No it’s not Jeph again, I got over that. It’s, it’s just. Fuck Jimmy I defended him! I fucking defended him and he goes back to his normal piece of shit self!” you shouted, arms flailing around angrily.

“What?” Jimmy asked as he held your shoulders to keep you from pummeling him in the face accidentally.

“Zacky. Fucking Zacky, who else? God and to think I defended that waste of sperm for even a millisecond! You know what I just ran into? Do you want to know? I just ran into him fucking some whore in a back hallway, not a care in the world who might show up! It was disgusting,” you spat angrily as your stomach clenched and threatened to come up and stain the floor.

“That’s what Zacky is, that’s part of who he is Kales. Zacky is a man whore, you know that so what did you expect. It’s not like you’re a prude or anything. You wear no nuns habit, and I’ve more than once walked in on you freshly sexed, clothes and items strewn about the place. So be careful where you throw judgment,” Jimmy said carefully.

“That’s different! That was my own home and with people I knew, not some random stranger!” you shouted.

“If I recall you don’t own that tattoo parlor, nor it’s bathroom,” Jimmy said cockily, raising an eyebrow at you.

“How did you hear about that?” you asked, face blushing slightly that he knew.

“Your boss likes to talk. At least to me. I was guessing he just had to tell someone and that you wouldn’t skewer him if he told me. I’m safe neutral territory,” Jimmy said with a shrug of his shoulders.

“He’s still going to get it” you said.

“Wait how did this get turned around to about me? We were talking about Zacky,” you said when you noticed the derailment of the subject topic.

“It happens. Besides you and Zacky are really not all that different,” Jimmy replied, as if it was obvious.

“Jimmy, I love you. But if you ever compare Zacky and I and say we’re similar ever again I will hit you. Hard. We are nothing alike. Nothing,” you spat angrily, meaning every word of what you said.

“Don’t you have a boyfriend to go make up with? Go find a way to release all this damn hostile energy before hanging out tonight,” Jimmy said as he ruffled your hair like a little kid’s.

“That’s right. I think I might just do that,” you said with a smirk before turning and going off to find your boyfriend to make up, Zacky a momentary thing of the past.

And find Jeph you did. And quite publicly made it known what your intentions were with him for the evening. And not even after you were laying out of breath and covered in sweat next to his passed out form did you once think that what you had done had been anything similar to what Zacky had done. No, any thought of that didn’t wander into your sex exhausted mind. It had been rough, and hot, and fast, and you had gone three rounds before finally not being able to lift your body for a mere kiss. But as you lay there you couldn’t help but see a pattern to your sex and almost feel as if something was lacking.

Grunting you pushed the thoughts from your head and turned over to pass out into much needed sleep.
-xXx-
“Okay I admit it, she was pretty,” you heard your boyfriend say softly as you approached the mess hall area of the new venue you were at.

You raised an eyebrow as you came into view.

“Who was pretty?” you asked as you sat down with a bowl of cereal and a hot cup of coffee.

“Just the girl that Jeph was talking too earlier. She seemed totally nonplussed about who he was and was animatedly chatting his ear off,” Dan said, not really thinking about the words coming out of his mouth.

You shot your boyfriend a look, your currently raised eyebrow more than likely burrowing into your hairline.

“Not what you think, it’s just some girl that got hired on as an extra hand as one of the techs got sent to the hospital and more than likely won’t be finishing the tour. His cousin or something,” Jeph answered quickly.

“Sure,” you said as you stood and went to go take your breakfast alone at an empty table.

As you sat down you wished more than anything that Katie was not running around doing important sound stuff and could answer your questions. Or at least could sit and be an ear to listen to your current woe. Or to see if she had any input on this new girl. This new pretty girl that was added to the team.

You were so into your fuming that you didn’t notice trays being sat down around you.

“Who pissed in your cheerios this morning? Hopefully not literally either,” Johnny crunched as chewed a bit of the half eaten apple you saw on his plate.

“New girl,” you said darkly.

This was so not what you needed right now.

“New girl?” Jimmy asked as he sat down with his own breakfast items in tow.

“You haven’t heard?” you asked skeptically.

“Nope,” Matt said as he sat down across from you.

“Well from what I was able to gather so far this morning is she’s subbing in for some tech guy that’s in the hospital and more than likely won’t be able to finish the tour. That she’s the tech guys cousin. Oh and that she’s pretty and has an ability to talk to Jeph nonplussed by who he is,” you said as you dug into your cereal.

“Ouch,” Syn said from next to Matt.

You simply grunted in response, not in the mood to deal with it this morning. Life seemed to be deteriorating at the seams ever since you got on this stupid tour. Your views on people that had been solid for so long were flip flopping back and forth at a crazy rate making it difficult to figure out what your views were anymore. All moral views you had seemed to be up in smoke and just as topsy turvy. And it was all starting to give you a headache.

“Who’s pretty?” you heard a venom dripping voice from the bowels of hell ask as it sat down across the table from you, though farthest from you bodily.

“Your mom,” you snapped as you stood up quickly and exited, at least remembering your coffee while you left your breakfast on the table.

“What did I say?” you heard Zacky ask as you put distance in-between yourself and any rock stars you knew.

“Hey watch out!” you heard a female voice cry out as you jarred into someone fairly hard.

That someone must have been the female voice that had cried out at you but you didn’t really care. You just continued to walk on, figuring you’d catch a shower before going to work on the merch stuff early.

Notes

Rut ro Raggy!!!