No one has to know.
Three: Listen up closer can you hear that sound? Turn it up louder can you hear it now?
It’s good to be home” I sighed dropping my bags and falling backwards onto my bed.
“What are you on this isn’t even your house”
“Um I pay half the rent so yes it is”
“Since when have you paid half the rent?”
“Since forever, shut up Zacky” He gave me a lopsided grin
Yeah we shared an apartment, well it was more like a fucking penthouse, and we shared pretty much all of it, except our bedrooms were at complete opposite ends of the place so that whenever Gena stayed round I didn’t have to listen to them going at it.
Gena said she didn’t mind it anyway, she knew I’d never go anywhere near Zacky, he was hers, and I like Brian anyway. But he was Michelle’s and that made my chest hurt.
“What you thinking about kid?”
“Nothing important”
“You always seem to be thinking about nothing important, I’m starting to think you’re screwing around with him and won’t tell me”
“Shut up” I mumbled half-heartedly.
“What’s up?” He asked sitting down next to me on the bed.
“It’s really nothing, I’m just tired”
“Oh okay, you want me to leave?”
“Yeah”
“Okay, call me” He said, we often did that, if we were at separate ends of the apartment, we’d call each other.
“If you’re lucky” He smirked as he left. Asshole.
I crawled up onto my bed and under the covers, as much as I loved touring, it was always nice to come home and sleep in my own bed, surrounded by my own stuff, and not by four sweaty guys, their girlfriends and whatever girl Johnny had picked up for the night.
I looked around my room; it hadn’t really changed all that much over the years, and my eyes landed on the signed Avenged Sevenfold poster on the wall. As a joke for my birthday they’d got me a poster of themselves, signed it, and had it framed, I had to say, it was actually on of my favourite birthday presents.
They were my boys, I loved them all in a different way, and they were like family. My mom said she thought the reason most of my friends were guys was because I didn’t know who my real father was, let’s just say my Mom was a bit of a slut back in the day and she isn’t quite sure who my real Dad is, but I’m okay with that, my Mom is great, she’s all the parents I ever needed, which reminds me I need to call her and tell her we’re back from tour. Not right now though, I wanna sleep right now.
X-X-X
“Come on kid, you have to get up, we have to go grocery shopping” He said
“Now?” I whined pulling the pillow over my face.
“Yes now. Unless you want me to fill the fridge up with bacon again”
“NO” I sat bolt upright, throwing the quilt off.
Being a vegetarian and living with Zacky isn’t always easy, he loves his meat, which I didn’t have a problem with, but the one time I let him go grocery shopping on his own he basically just came back with a shopping cart full of bacon, which wasn’t fun.
“Just let me get a shower and I’ll come with you”
“Hurry up then”
“Yes Mom”
“Go” He smacked the back of my head as I went past.
“Asshole”
“Bitch”
“Dick”
“Whore”
“Love you”
“Love you too”
And that’s how most of our conversations went.
I went into my bathroom and took a quick shower; I figured I could just shove my hair up in a ponytail. I went back through to my room and pulled on some grey skinny jeans and a plain black shirt, throwing on a hoodie over the top.
“Okay asshole I’m ready!” I yelled “See you’re not even ready!” I said, Zacky was standing in front of the mirror fixing his hair.
“I am” He said
“Then stop preening” I said grabbing my purse and car keys. We got in my little white bug (it was less conspicuous tha Zacky’s fucking huge black 4X4 thing)
“I still don’t understand why you picked a bug”
“Cos it’s cute and I liked it, and you don’t get recognised in it”
“True”
“So shut your mouth” I laughed. I carried on driving until we got to wall mart. I parked up and
we got out, we put our hoods up, although it was cool that Zacky had so many fans, it did get a little frustrating when we were trying to go grocery shopping or whatever.
But we managed to get into the store unnoticed, and we took our hoods down after that. We got about three quarters of the store, throwing just about everything we could want into the shopping carts we were pushing.
“Y’know I have no idea how we’re gonna fit all of this into the car”
“We’ll make it fit”
“Just don’t squash my pancakes like you did last time”
“Is that a euphemism?”
“No, you really did squash my pancakes last time”
He laughed and helped me load everything onto the conveyer belt. We had the cashier scan through everything and we got it all bagged up and back into the cart.
“Excuse me” She said, the girl could be no more than seventeen “Mr Vengeance” She didn’t look like the kind of girl who liked Zacky’s music.
“Yes?” He asked, smiling at the girl.
“My best friend Shelby is a huge fan, of… of you and your band, would you… would you sign
something for her?” She asked timidly, she was really shy.
“Course i can” He grinned at her and she blushed. She pulled out a notebook that was
under the cash register and handed him a pen, “Shelby you said her name was?”
“Yeah” She looked as he signed the piece of paper for her. I peeked over to see what he’d
written.
Dear Shelby, well done, you’ve got a fantastic taste in music,
Love Zacky Vengeance xo and then he signed it the way he signed everything.
“Thank you so much” She grinned up at him.
“Want a picture to make her even more jealous” The girl giggled and nodded. She handed me her phone and I took a picture of them. Luckily there was no one in the line behind us.
“Thank you” She said again.
“No problem” He smiled “C’mon Riles” He said pushing one of the two shopping carts away.
“You sicken me” I said as we loaded the bags up into the car.
“What?”
“You’re so cute with your fans, it’s sickening”
“Oh hush up, it was so obvious that she was Shelby” He laughed “Why’d you think I offered to take the picture?”
“To get your face in another magazine” I said shutting the trunk.
“You know me so well”
“Well you can be my bitch and drive me home”
“EW no way I’m not driving your car”
“What because it’s a chick’s car?”
“Yes”
“Fine but you owe me a foot rub”
“Fine” He grumbled, pouting.
“BFF’S” I said in an overly squeaky voice.
“Yeah yeah”
“What are you on this isn’t even your house”
“Um I pay half the rent so yes it is”
“Since when have you paid half the rent?”
“Since forever, shut up Zacky” He gave me a lopsided grin
Yeah we shared an apartment, well it was more like a fucking penthouse, and we shared pretty much all of it, except our bedrooms were at complete opposite ends of the place so that whenever Gena stayed round I didn’t have to listen to them going at it.
Gena said she didn’t mind it anyway, she knew I’d never go anywhere near Zacky, he was hers, and I like Brian anyway. But he was Michelle’s and that made my chest hurt.
“What you thinking about kid?”
“Nothing important”
“You always seem to be thinking about nothing important, I’m starting to think you’re screwing around with him and won’t tell me”
“Shut up” I mumbled half-heartedly.
“What’s up?” He asked sitting down next to me on the bed.
“It’s really nothing, I’m just tired”
“Oh okay, you want me to leave?”
“Yeah”
“Okay, call me” He said, we often did that, if we were at separate ends of the apartment, we’d call each other.
“If you’re lucky” He smirked as he left. Asshole.
I crawled up onto my bed and under the covers, as much as I loved touring, it was always nice to come home and sleep in my own bed, surrounded by my own stuff, and not by four sweaty guys, their girlfriends and whatever girl Johnny had picked up for the night.
I looked around my room; it hadn’t really changed all that much over the years, and my eyes landed on the signed Avenged Sevenfold poster on the wall. As a joke for my birthday they’d got me a poster of themselves, signed it, and had it framed, I had to say, it was actually on of my favourite birthday presents.
They were my boys, I loved them all in a different way, and they were like family. My mom said she thought the reason most of my friends were guys was because I didn’t know who my real father was, let’s just say my Mom was a bit of a slut back in the day and she isn’t quite sure who my real Dad is, but I’m okay with that, my Mom is great, she’s all the parents I ever needed, which reminds me I need to call her and tell her we’re back from tour. Not right now though, I wanna sleep right now.
X-X-X
“Come on kid, you have to get up, we have to go grocery shopping” He said
“Now?” I whined pulling the pillow over my face.
“Yes now. Unless you want me to fill the fridge up with bacon again”
“NO” I sat bolt upright, throwing the quilt off.
Being a vegetarian and living with Zacky isn’t always easy, he loves his meat, which I didn’t have a problem with, but the one time I let him go grocery shopping on his own he basically just came back with a shopping cart full of bacon, which wasn’t fun.
“Just let me get a shower and I’ll come with you”
“Hurry up then”
“Yes Mom”
“Go” He smacked the back of my head as I went past.
“Asshole”
“Bitch”
“Dick”
“Whore”
“Love you”
“Love you too”
And that’s how most of our conversations went.
I went into my bathroom and took a quick shower; I figured I could just shove my hair up in a ponytail. I went back through to my room and pulled on some grey skinny jeans and a plain black shirt, throwing on a hoodie over the top.
“Okay asshole I’m ready!” I yelled “See you’re not even ready!” I said, Zacky was standing in front of the mirror fixing his hair.
“I am” He said
“Then stop preening” I said grabbing my purse and car keys. We got in my little white bug (it was less conspicuous tha Zacky’s fucking huge black 4X4 thing)
“I still don’t understand why you picked a bug”
“Cos it’s cute and I liked it, and you don’t get recognised in it”
“True”
“So shut your mouth” I laughed. I carried on driving until we got to wall mart. I parked up and
we got out, we put our hoods up, although it was cool that Zacky had so many fans, it did get a little frustrating when we were trying to go grocery shopping or whatever.
But we managed to get into the store unnoticed, and we took our hoods down after that. We got about three quarters of the store, throwing just about everything we could want into the shopping carts we were pushing.
“Y’know I have no idea how we’re gonna fit all of this into the car”
“We’ll make it fit”
“Just don’t squash my pancakes like you did last time”
“Is that a euphemism?”
“No, you really did squash my pancakes last time”
He laughed and helped me load everything onto the conveyer belt. We had the cashier scan through everything and we got it all bagged up and back into the cart.
“Excuse me” She said, the girl could be no more than seventeen “Mr Vengeance” She didn’t look like the kind of girl who liked Zacky’s music.
“Yes?” He asked, smiling at the girl.
“My best friend Shelby is a huge fan, of… of you and your band, would you… would you sign
something for her?” She asked timidly, she was really shy.
“Course i can” He grinned at her and she blushed. She pulled out a notebook that was
under the cash register and handed him a pen, “Shelby you said her name was?”
“Yeah” She looked as he signed the piece of paper for her. I peeked over to see what he’d
written.
Dear Shelby, well done, you’ve got a fantastic taste in music,
Love Zacky Vengeance xo and then he signed it the way he signed everything.
“Thank you so much” She grinned up at him.
“Want a picture to make her even more jealous” The girl giggled and nodded. She handed me her phone and I took a picture of them. Luckily there was no one in the line behind us.
“Thank you” She said again.
“No problem” He smiled “C’mon Riles” He said pushing one of the two shopping carts away.
“You sicken me” I said as we loaded the bags up into the car.
“What?”
“You’re so cute with your fans, it’s sickening”
“Oh hush up, it was so obvious that she was Shelby” He laughed “Why’d you think I offered to take the picture?”
“To get your face in another magazine” I said shutting the trunk.
“You know me so well”
“Well you can be my bitch and drive me home”
“EW no way I’m not driving your car”
“What because it’s a chick’s car?”
“Yes”
“Fine but you owe me a foot rub”
“Fine” He grumbled, pouting.
“BFF’S” I said in an overly squeaky voice.
“Yeah yeah”
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