Life As We Know It
Black Out
Vanessa's POV*
I felt Zacky leave the bed and listened to him as he went to the bathroom. I was hoping he'd come straight back to bed but when he came out of the bathroom he had left the bedroom. Maybe to check up on Jimmy? Who knows. But I laid there and waited for him to come back to bed. I tossed and turned a bit. I wonder why he was taking so long. I couldn't resist the urge to take a peek at what he was doing so I tip-toed my wa down the hallway careful not to bring any attention to myself. I looked in the livingroom but neither him or Jimmy was in there. Then I heard murmuring coming from the back, so I made my way over there to eavesdrop on their conversation. I was glad I did.
"Yeah I guess you're right. Guess I'll take things as they come. But really, its all her. She keeps me pushing and fighting. I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for her. I mean normally I'd be drinking all night and partying but she changed me. I'm strong with things on my own but with her, I think I'm stronger." I heard Zacky say.
This made me happy. I didn't want to get caught hearing this so I slipped out of the kitchen and back to bed. I wonder if this was always the kind of conversations they had. Zacky really tries his hardest though. Me, strong? I guess I am but I wouldn't compare myself to anyone. He helps me when I'm weak even when I try to push him away. I'm not the strong one, he is. While laying here thinking about this, I heard the guys come back inside so I pretended to be asleep when Zacky entered the bedroom.
"Nessa are you awake?" Zacky whispered.
I stayed quiet.
He climbed back into bed and manuevered back into the cuddling position we were in before he went to the bathroom. I snuggled up closer to him and fell back asleep.
The next morning I woke up to the smell of burning pancakes. That only meant one thing. Jimmy was cooking in my kitchen. No matter what it is that he is cooking, it always gets burnt. Hell there was one time in high school that his cereal got burnt when we met up at his house to walk to school. These are things I will never understand. Jimmy things. I got up out of bed and went out to the kitchen to see the damage done. It was a mess. Good thing I'm off today cause I'm going to have to clean all of it up before Mrs. Baker brings Jaymee back.
"Why Jimmy?!" I asked.
"Just wanted to make it up to you for last night." He smiled.
I held my hand up to him before he could say anything more.
"Its fine Jimbo. Now help me clean this up." I told him.
"Sorry babe, but me and Jimmy have to head to the studio. Today we're recording the last song for the album." Zacky said apologetically.
"You guys are pains in the ass." I walked up to Zack and gave him a kiss. "Get out of here." I laughed.
Once the boys were gone I began cleaning everything up. I turned on the radio loud and listened to punk bands I used to listen t back when we were younger. I was enjoying it actually. Who knew cleaning up my kitchen would be fun, on top of that I was in a great mood. I sang along cleaning up the kitchen and vacuuming up the livingroom stopping every now and then ot play my air guitar. If Zacky were here he'd probably laugh at me like he used to back in the day. Today should be a great day. I then heard the doorbell ring, so I turned down the music and headed to the door. I guess Mrs. Baker got here earlier than I expected, but thats fine I love having her around. I went to open the door and as soon as I did I felt a sharp pain plunge into my stomach. I looked at the person standing in front of me and then I fell to the floor. Everything went blurry. I heard the person laugh and then the laugh faded. I assumed they had left from the doorway. I crawled to my cellphone but I couldn't remember where it was. All I felt was pain and blood soaking my clothes. Is this the end of my happiness? Then everything went black.
Zacky's POV*
So I finished telling the story about what happened last night to the guys. They all laughed at me and called me a dumb ass for leaving the door open. To be fair, I had thought Jimmy was shit-faced drunk. Besides, we normally don't have anyone stay over and Leanna wasn't there to pick Jimmy up. So it wasn't intentionally left open for him, just forgot. Today we were slacking off in the stdio big time. Just drinking a few beers and laughing most of the time. This is how we ended our studio time. Which was a relief cause that means quality time with my girls before tour begins. I finished up recording my vocals for A Little Piece Of Heaven and then just sat there waiting for the guys to be done. This was our last song and I was doing the Priest's lines. We had to redo it several times cause I really couldn't take it seriously. It was fun though. Then tour is going to kick off and everything will be perfect.
As we were all winding down and opening beers my mother began calling me. Weird, she should be on her way to take Jaymee back to my house. I answered the phone.
"Zacky! You need to get home right now!" she practically yelled.
"Calm down mom what happened?" I asked, she sounded worried.
"Vanessa... she's been stabbed."
My heart dropped instantly along with my phone. I hadn;t even noticed I was walking towards the door and out to my car. I could hear the guys yelling for me but I tuned them out. I needed to get to Nessa.
"Dude, why is it everytime you get a phone call you're leaving the studio. What the fuck happened?" Matt came in front of me and stopped me.
"Someone stabbed Nessa man. I need to fucking go!" I pushed him out of the way. Sure it seemed rude but I know he won't take it to heart. As a matter of fact Matt must've filled the guys in on it cause they all got in Matt's car and started following me.
Right now, I wasn't one to obey the rules of the road. My priority was etting to Nessa. I turned down our street and there were no sirens or anythig there. I drove even faster closing the distance to my house. My mothers car was in the parking lot and I could se the front door wide open. I parked my car and turned it off quickly then ran to the door. As soon as I walked in there was a trail of blood leading to the kitchen. I hear Jaymee crying in her bedroom I wanted to go grab her but maybe theres a good reason my mom eft her in her room. verything seemed to be in slow motion at this pint. I walked into the kitchen practically expecting the worst.
I felt Zacky leave the bed and listened to him as he went to the bathroom. I was hoping he'd come straight back to bed but when he came out of the bathroom he had left the bedroom. Maybe to check up on Jimmy? Who knows. But I laid there and waited for him to come back to bed. I tossed and turned a bit. I wonder why he was taking so long. I couldn't resist the urge to take a peek at what he was doing so I tip-toed my wa down the hallway careful not to bring any attention to myself. I looked in the livingroom but neither him or Jimmy was in there. Then I heard murmuring coming from the back, so I made my way over there to eavesdrop on their conversation. I was glad I did.
"Yeah I guess you're right. Guess I'll take things as they come. But really, its all her. She keeps me pushing and fighting. I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for her. I mean normally I'd be drinking all night and partying but she changed me. I'm strong with things on my own but with her, I think I'm stronger." I heard Zacky say.
This made me happy. I didn't want to get caught hearing this so I slipped out of the kitchen and back to bed. I wonder if this was always the kind of conversations they had. Zacky really tries his hardest though. Me, strong? I guess I am but I wouldn't compare myself to anyone. He helps me when I'm weak even when I try to push him away. I'm not the strong one, he is. While laying here thinking about this, I heard the guys come back inside so I pretended to be asleep when Zacky entered the bedroom.
"Nessa are you awake?" Zacky whispered.
I stayed quiet.
He climbed back into bed and manuevered back into the cuddling position we were in before he went to the bathroom. I snuggled up closer to him and fell back asleep.
The next morning I woke up to the smell of burning pancakes. That only meant one thing. Jimmy was cooking in my kitchen. No matter what it is that he is cooking, it always gets burnt. Hell there was one time in high school that his cereal got burnt when we met up at his house to walk to school. These are things I will never understand. Jimmy things. I got up out of bed and went out to the kitchen to see the damage done. It was a mess. Good thing I'm off today cause I'm going to have to clean all of it up before Mrs. Baker brings Jaymee back.
"Why Jimmy?!" I asked.
"Just wanted to make it up to you for last night." He smiled.
I held my hand up to him before he could say anything more.
"Its fine Jimbo. Now help me clean this up." I told him.
"Sorry babe, but me and Jimmy have to head to the studio. Today we're recording the last song for the album." Zacky said apologetically.
"You guys are pains in the ass." I walked up to Zack and gave him a kiss. "Get out of here." I laughed.
Once the boys were gone I began cleaning everything up. I turned on the radio loud and listened to punk bands I used to listen t back when we were younger. I was enjoying it actually. Who knew cleaning up my kitchen would be fun, on top of that I was in a great mood. I sang along cleaning up the kitchen and vacuuming up the livingroom stopping every now and then ot play my air guitar. If Zacky were here he'd probably laugh at me like he used to back in the day. Today should be a great day. I then heard the doorbell ring, so I turned down the music and headed to the door. I guess Mrs. Baker got here earlier than I expected, but thats fine I love having her around. I went to open the door and as soon as I did I felt a sharp pain plunge into my stomach. I looked at the person standing in front of me and then I fell to the floor. Everything went blurry. I heard the person laugh and then the laugh faded. I assumed they had left from the doorway. I crawled to my cellphone but I couldn't remember where it was. All I felt was pain and blood soaking my clothes. Is this the end of my happiness? Then everything went black.
Zacky's POV*
So I finished telling the story about what happened last night to the guys. They all laughed at me and called me a dumb ass for leaving the door open. To be fair, I had thought Jimmy was shit-faced drunk. Besides, we normally don't have anyone stay over and Leanna wasn't there to pick Jimmy up. So it wasn't intentionally left open for him, just forgot. Today we were slacking off in the stdio big time. Just drinking a few beers and laughing most of the time. This is how we ended our studio time. Which was a relief cause that means quality time with my girls before tour begins. I finished up recording my vocals for A Little Piece Of Heaven and then just sat there waiting for the guys to be done. This was our last song and I was doing the Priest's lines. We had to redo it several times cause I really couldn't take it seriously. It was fun though. Then tour is going to kick off and everything will be perfect.
As we were all winding down and opening beers my mother began calling me. Weird, she should be on her way to take Jaymee back to my house. I answered the phone.
"Zacky! You need to get home right now!" she practically yelled.
"Calm down mom what happened?" I asked, she sounded worried.
"Vanessa... she's been stabbed."
My heart dropped instantly along with my phone. I hadn;t even noticed I was walking towards the door and out to my car. I could hear the guys yelling for me but I tuned them out. I needed to get to Nessa.
"Dude, why is it everytime you get a phone call you're leaving the studio. What the fuck happened?" Matt came in front of me and stopped me.
"Someone stabbed Nessa man. I need to fucking go!" I pushed him out of the way. Sure it seemed rude but I know he won't take it to heart. As a matter of fact Matt must've filled the guys in on it cause they all got in Matt's car and started following me.
Right now, I wasn't one to obey the rules of the road. My priority was etting to Nessa. I turned down our street and there were no sirens or anythig there. I drove even faster closing the distance to my house. My mothers car was in the parking lot and I could se the front door wide open. I parked my car and turned it off quickly then ran to the door. As soon as I walked in there was a trail of blood leading to the kitchen. I hear Jaymee crying in her bedroom I wanted to go grab her but maybe theres a good reason my mom eft her in her room. verything seemed to be in slow motion at this pint. I walked into the kitchen practically expecting the worst.
12/4/14