Girl I Know -One Shot
*Synyster Gates P.O.V
Three Months Later
Brian’s P.O.V
The first times hard enough
But you made it through
The second time I see the changes in you
She's got you somehow
You're needing her now, yeah
I wrote down the lyrics to a new song I was working on. I started writing it 3 months ago soon after I had met this girl named Bri Blade. I never got a chance to get to know her, but ever since that kiss we had, she’s all that’s been on my mind.
“You just gonna keep on writing or are you actually going to be a part of the band and help unload our equipment?” Matt asked as he came up on the bus. I had been sitting here all night, trying to finish this song ever since we got to this venue for our show tonight.
I looked up from the page to meet his annoyed eyes. “Hey, I’m writing a song. That involves work and being a part of the band. Besides, I’m not a roadie. Why the hell should I have to help carry in shit?”
“Because they’re your guitars.” He mocked my tone, snatching the paper out of my hands and began to read what I had so far. “What is this even about?” He looked over it with an eyebrow raised.
I shrugged. “Nothing, really,” He glanced up and gave me an unsure look. I sighed. “What does the title say, dude?”
“Girl I know. What, is this a song about Michelle?”
I huffed and crossed my arms. Michelle was my recently broken up with girlfriend. We split up around three weeks ago. It’s not as if I actually cared at all. We fought so often that one day I couldn’t take it anymore and broke things off. She then packed up and moved out to live with her twin sister Valary, who was Matt’s girlfriend.
The other reason I ended things with us is because of that kiss I shared with a girl I just met at a local bar here in L.A. I had forgotten the name of the place because there were just too many bars and pubs to count here in the city to remember any of the names. No matter what I tried, I could never get her off my mind. She was all I ever seemed to think about. Michelle never found out. No one knew.
“I'll take that as a no.” He said to my reaction. “Whatever man, come on and help unload all of your shit.” He set the paper down on the counter next to the sink.
“Hey, half of those guitars are Zack and Johnny’s.” I noted as I stood.
He snickered. “It’s kind of sad that half of them belong to 2 different people while the other half is all yours.”
I scoffed. “How is that sad? Without those guitars, I would be nothing, just plain and simple Brian Haner JR. Not Synyster Gates.”
He rolled his eyes. “Well even Synyster Gates has to unload all of his crap. Now come on.”
I grumbled and even mumbled a few slurs as we both hopped off the bus and loaded our equipment out of the trailer and into the venue through the back entrance where our bus was parked. The location seemed a bit familiar to me, but I’ve been in L.A. too many times in my lifetime to count and remember. Most of my time here was spent at the recording studio with the guys as we were making our album. Now all that was finally over and we just started our tour here in the US.
As soon as we entered on to the front of the stage to hook up all of our electrical stuff, I looked out in front of me and realized I knew exactly where we were. This was the bar that I met her, where I had met Bri! I didn’t realize that the place was a show venue as well as a bar because the stage was hidden behind a huge black curtain that I barely noticed until today.
Holy shit, what if she was here and she saw me? Suddenly I became worried because the night I met her, I made a promise to meet her again the next day, but I never came back. I couldn’t. The guys wouldn’t let me leave the studio again, not after I had escaped the last time. That and it was our final day to be in L.A. and for us to have the studio. After that we had to head back home for awhile before we began this tour.
I felt terrible for never coming back and doing that to Bri, but I had no other choice. I still regret not giving her my cell number, but I knew better than to do that because I was still dating Michelle at the time, and I didn’t want her to find out I had kissed another girl. What would Bri do if she found out that I was with Michelle when I had kissed her?
And as soon as the thought occurred to me, there she was, coming in from the back room behind the bar, carrying a tray of drinks. I gasped as she started passing them out to the men sitting at the bar and immediately ducked behind the curtains to hide myself from being caught. Was she an employee here now? It was the only explanation for the uniform she was wearing.
I peaked just a little at her, keeping my body hidden.
I felt sick to my stomach, either from guilt or the shock of seeing her again. I didn’t know whether I was happy to see her or that I should be planning out my funeral right now, because I can’t imagine what she would do to me if she saw that I was here tonight. Crap, what was I going to do about our show tonight? She is liable to see me on stage playing the guitar.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my back, making me practically jump straight out of my skin. I spun around quickly enough to catch Jimmy’s shocked expression. I guess he didn’t mean to scare me.
Then he began to laugh. “Dude, why are you hiding? We have a show to do and need your help setting up. Don’t you remember?” He asked, beginning to annoy me the way Matt does with his persistence.
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, sure,” I hissed and continued my ducking position behind the black curtains. “Now hush, I’m spying on someone right now.”
“Really, who?” Though my back was turned to him, I could hear the awe in his voice. Apparently the thought of spying excited him.
“Ssh!” I hushed him. “I don’t want her to hear!” I whisper-shouted.
He nodded, understanding and quickly hid behind me, peering over my head at the room in front of us. “Who are we watching?”
I tried to refrain from rolling my eyes, wanting to mention to him that there was no ‘we’ when it came to watching Bri, but then decided against it, knowing nothing I could say would keep him from wanting to know.
I nodded towards Bri. “Do you see that blonde behind the bar?” I asked him as quietly possible.
I felt him nod against the curtains. “Yeah, what about her?”
I sighed, reluctant to tell him, or anyone for the matter that I had kissed her the night we left LA a few months ago. Eventually, I managed to stutter out to him what had happened, and he didn’t seem to take it all too well.
“What?!” He shouted, standing straight from behind the curtains and out of cover. His voice boomed and brought all eyes to him. To everyone else, all they could see was a tall guy staring behind the curtains with wide eyes, but it was me that he was looking at in shock.
“Ssh Jimmy!” I practically yelled and quickly reached my arm out just far enough and yanked him back so that we couldn’t be seen. “You’re going to get her attention!” I seethed through clenched teeth. It was the last thing I wanted right now, for her to know that I was here.
“You cheated-!” He began, but I shushed him once again, so he lowered his voice. “You cheated on Michelle?” He asked me with such surprise.
I shook my head and shrugged. “I didn’t mean to, I swear. It was never meant to happen, but yes, I kissed her that night, and now I don’t know what I’m going to do to keep her from seeing me.”
He scowled at me and folded his arms. “I can’t believe you! Why would you kiss someone when you were with Michelle?”
“Well maybe if she thought about being a better girlfriend, I wouldn’t have done it!” I shouted through clenched teeth, the only way I could keep myself from yelling and calling attention to myself.
He continued to shake his head at me, rather in disappointment or disbelief, I couldn’t tell anymore. “That’s fucked up Brian.”
“I know, okay?” I said with an exasperated sigh, running my hands through my hair. “I never would have kissed Bri if I just wasn’t so pissed off at Michelle that night. I’m not a cheater Jimmy. I don’t usually do this!”
“You used me to cheat on your girlfriend?”
Jimmy and I both spun around at the sound of someone else who had been listening in behind us. I gasped at the sight of Bri, her expression shocked and angered at the same time.
“I think she heard us.” Jimmy whispered not too discreetly to me.
I ignored him completely and looked into Bri’s eyes. “Listen, Bri. I can exp-”
She quickly threw her hand up to stop me. “Oh, just save your explanations for someone that cares, and then, go and shove it up your ass!” And with that she spun around and began to storm off in a hot, angry mess.
Brian’s P.O.V
The first times hard enough
But you made it through
The second time I see the changes in you
She's got you somehow
You're needing her now, yeah
I wrote down the lyrics to a new song I was working on. I started writing it 3 months ago soon after I had met this girl named Bri Blade. I never got a chance to get to know her, but ever since that kiss we had, she’s all that’s been on my mind.
“You just gonna keep on writing or are you actually going to be a part of the band and help unload our equipment?” Matt asked as he came up on the bus. I had been sitting here all night, trying to finish this song ever since we got to this venue for our show tonight.
I looked up from the page to meet his annoyed eyes. “Hey, I’m writing a song. That involves work and being a part of the band. Besides, I’m not a roadie. Why the hell should I have to help carry in shit?”
“Because they’re your guitars.” He mocked my tone, snatching the paper out of my hands and began to read what I had so far. “What is this even about?” He looked over it with an eyebrow raised.
I shrugged. “Nothing, really,” He glanced up and gave me an unsure look. I sighed. “What does the title say, dude?”
“Girl I know. What, is this a song about Michelle?”
I huffed and crossed my arms. Michelle was my recently broken up with girlfriend. We split up around three weeks ago. It’s not as if I actually cared at all. We fought so often that one day I couldn’t take it anymore and broke things off. She then packed up and moved out to live with her twin sister Valary, who was Matt’s girlfriend.
The other reason I ended things with us is because of that kiss I shared with a girl I just met at a local bar here in L.A. I had forgotten the name of the place because there were just too many bars and pubs to count here in the city to remember any of the names. No matter what I tried, I could never get her off my mind. She was all I ever seemed to think about. Michelle never found out. No one knew.
“I'll take that as a no.” He said to my reaction. “Whatever man, come on and help unload all of your shit.” He set the paper down on the counter next to the sink.
“Hey, half of those guitars are Zack and Johnny’s.” I noted as I stood.
He snickered. “It’s kind of sad that half of them belong to 2 different people while the other half is all yours.”
I scoffed. “How is that sad? Without those guitars, I would be nothing, just plain and simple Brian Haner JR. Not Synyster Gates.”
He rolled his eyes. “Well even Synyster Gates has to unload all of his crap. Now come on.”
I grumbled and even mumbled a few slurs as we both hopped off the bus and loaded our equipment out of the trailer and into the venue through the back entrance where our bus was parked. The location seemed a bit familiar to me, but I’ve been in L.A. too many times in my lifetime to count and remember. Most of my time here was spent at the recording studio with the guys as we were making our album. Now all that was finally over and we just started our tour here in the US.
As soon as we entered on to the front of the stage to hook up all of our electrical stuff, I looked out in front of me and realized I knew exactly where we were. This was the bar that I met her, where I had met Bri! I didn’t realize that the place was a show venue as well as a bar because the stage was hidden behind a huge black curtain that I barely noticed until today.
Holy shit, what if she was here and she saw me? Suddenly I became worried because the night I met her, I made a promise to meet her again the next day, but I never came back. I couldn’t. The guys wouldn’t let me leave the studio again, not after I had escaped the last time. That and it was our final day to be in L.A. and for us to have the studio. After that we had to head back home for awhile before we began this tour.
I felt terrible for never coming back and doing that to Bri, but I had no other choice. I still regret not giving her my cell number, but I knew better than to do that because I was still dating Michelle at the time, and I didn’t want her to find out I had kissed another girl. What would Bri do if she found out that I was with Michelle when I had kissed her?
And as soon as the thought occurred to me, there she was, coming in from the back room behind the bar, carrying a tray of drinks. I gasped as she started passing them out to the men sitting at the bar and immediately ducked behind the curtains to hide myself from being caught. Was she an employee here now? It was the only explanation for the uniform she was wearing.
I peaked just a little at her, keeping my body hidden.
I felt sick to my stomach, either from guilt or the shock of seeing her again. I didn’t know whether I was happy to see her or that I should be planning out my funeral right now, because I can’t imagine what she would do to me if she saw that I was here tonight. Crap, what was I going to do about our show tonight? She is liable to see me on stage playing the guitar.
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my back, making me practically jump straight out of my skin. I spun around quickly enough to catch Jimmy’s shocked expression. I guess he didn’t mean to scare me.
Then he began to laugh. “Dude, why are you hiding? We have a show to do and need your help setting up. Don’t you remember?” He asked, beginning to annoy me the way Matt does with his persistence.
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, sure,” I hissed and continued my ducking position behind the black curtains. “Now hush, I’m spying on someone right now.”
“Really, who?” Though my back was turned to him, I could hear the awe in his voice. Apparently the thought of spying excited him.
“Ssh!” I hushed him. “I don’t want her to hear!” I whisper-shouted.
He nodded, understanding and quickly hid behind me, peering over my head at the room in front of us. “Who are we watching?”
I tried to refrain from rolling my eyes, wanting to mention to him that there was no ‘we’ when it came to watching Bri, but then decided against it, knowing nothing I could say would keep him from wanting to know.
I nodded towards Bri. “Do you see that blonde behind the bar?” I asked him as quietly possible.
I felt him nod against the curtains. “Yeah, what about her?”
I sighed, reluctant to tell him, or anyone for the matter that I had kissed her the night we left LA a few months ago. Eventually, I managed to stutter out to him what had happened, and he didn’t seem to take it all too well.
“What?!” He shouted, standing straight from behind the curtains and out of cover. His voice boomed and brought all eyes to him. To everyone else, all they could see was a tall guy staring behind the curtains with wide eyes, but it was me that he was looking at in shock.
“Ssh Jimmy!” I practically yelled and quickly reached my arm out just far enough and yanked him back so that we couldn’t be seen. “You’re going to get her attention!” I seethed through clenched teeth. It was the last thing I wanted right now, for her to know that I was here.
“You cheated-!” He began, but I shushed him once again, so he lowered his voice. “You cheated on Michelle?” He asked me with such surprise.
I shook my head and shrugged. “I didn’t mean to, I swear. It was never meant to happen, but yes, I kissed her that night, and now I don’t know what I’m going to do to keep her from seeing me.”
He scowled at me and folded his arms. “I can’t believe you! Why would you kiss someone when you were with Michelle?”
“Well maybe if she thought about being a better girlfriend, I wouldn’t have done it!” I shouted through clenched teeth, the only way I could keep myself from yelling and calling attention to myself.
He continued to shake his head at me, rather in disappointment or disbelief, I couldn’t tell anymore. “That’s fucked up Brian.”
“I know, okay?” I said with an exasperated sigh, running my hands through my hair. “I never would have kissed Bri if I just wasn’t so pissed off at Michelle that night. I’m not a cheater Jimmy. I don’t usually do this!”
“You used me to cheat on your girlfriend?”
Jimmy and I both spun around at the sound of someone else who had been listening in behind us. I gasped at the sight of Bri, her expression shocked and angered at the same time.
“I think she heard us.” Jimmy whispered not too discreetly to me.
I ignored him completely and looked into Bri’s eyes. “Listen, Bri. I can exp-”
She quickly threw her hand up to stop me. “Oh, just save your explanations for someone that cares, and then, go and shove it up your ass!” And with that she spun around and began to storm off in a hot, angry mess.
Notes
I know it's short and crappy, but I should be writing two more chapters, one for Bri and one for Syn again and then that'll be that. I apologize for those who have been waiting and wanting more. I'ma tryin' :3~Elena Rose
@DaniVengeance
Possibly ;)
8/26/14