Brian lounged in his living room and sipped on his beer. He couldn’t focus into writing anything today. After he got back from hospital, his dad sent him straight to the studio where everybody burst into anger at him. Even Joe. Hell, that guard was beyond furious. His watch on him became even tighter now. His sleeping hours became short and he guarded in front of his door most of the time.

Brian let out a heavy sigh and just sank into the couch, contemplating everything at once.
Michelle asked him to marry her. He couldn’t do it. He didn’t love her. But then she would commit suicide again. He couldn’t handle that either.

“Marry me, Brian.”

He froze with both eyes widened and his jaw dropped.

“I can’t imagine being with anyone but you.” she added. He felt even more confused.

“Michelle, if we were to get married, it won’t be a happy one. You knew that all along.”

“Please give me a chance to prove myself to you Brian. I want you to love me.”

Brian shut his eyes tightly. His heart heavy with decisions as he had to choose between Addie – the woman that can bring him alive and Michelle – the friend that he used to have so dearly. Which fucking one?!

“Michelle, I thought I made myself clear that I don’t love-”

“Try harder. You’re not even trying, Brian.”

He didn’t know what to say anymore. Every argument he made were invalid to her. He felt like he was thrown into a trap and he couldn’t get out of it.

“Fine. If you don’t want to marry me. Just let me go.”

“What? What do you mean let you go? Don’t kill your-”

“Why do you even fucking care? Just go. Go before I change my mind.”

He stood still, a rushed decision came into his mind.

“Okay. If you want me that badly, let’s get married.”

He regretted everything he said now. That decision sure brought sunshine to her face but to him it was darkness. He would try harder, and try to forget Addie yet again. He told her earlier that he loved her, but he’d never thought that it would be the last message he would send to her. He looked at his phone and thought long. His thumb hovered over between the ‘delete contact’ button and ‘call’ button. Shutting his eyes tight, he chose to delete Addie’s number from his phonebook.

He got up from the couch and looked around, trying to find the cameras that she installed around his living room.

She installed it so discreetly that he couldn’t find them anywhere. He asked for Joe’s help and with his security expertise they found a few in his living room and the hallway to his bedroom.
Joe removed them all, but one. Brian asked for it to remain there for a second because he wanted to say something to Addie. He stared at the camera deeply and mouthed;

“I’m sorry Addie.”

Then with his long slender tattooed fingers, he shut the camera off, shutting down their cheating relationship once and for all.

~*.*~



“Dude, are you fucking sure?”

Brian plugged in his Schecter and started licking the frets rapidly with his multitalented fingers.

“Yyyep.”

“Holy fuck Gates! I mean, this is great news but what happen to Addie?”

Brian shredded his guitar licks even louder, hoping that Matt would let go of this topic.

“Could you shut up for a bit?” Matt grabbed the neck of his guitar thus making all the noise to halt suddenly.

“We’re gonna be in-laws, man!”

He smiled bitterly and started plucking slow on his strings once Matt removed his hand away from the fretboard.

Soon, Johnny, Zacky and Arin came into the studio and they bowed together once they saw Brian was sitting there. It made him laughed and kicked their asses out of annoyance for mocking him as the king. He’d realized then, that he still had his friends with him when he was feeling down and depressed.

“Watch your manners, prince!”

“Prince my ass! Come here Vengeance! I wanna kick you in the nuts!”

---

McKenna put her guitar bag into the trunk of her car and slammed it tight. The Skull Arise hadn’t been on a gig for 2 months, ever since her brother got involved with such scandal. But now that everything went back to normal, and they had announced their wedding to be happened by the end of this month, her band could get active again.

Not that she hated Avenged Sevenfold’s fans but they bugged her a lot, only to ask about Brian. And sometimes about the other guys. She couldn’t handle them up to the point where she would just lock herself in her room and never get out.

She missed talking to Addie. To her, she prefers Addie more than Michelle. Michelle is a bit snob and always with the branded clothes, branded shoes and new hairstyle. McKenna couldn’t imagine why her brother would agree to be married to such woman.

“Dad! I’m going!”

She shouted from across the yard. She was actually going to band practice eventhough they still didn’t have any gig confirmed yet. Brian Sr went out of the house and watched as his daughter backed out her car and sped away into the main road. Seconds later, a limousine appeared in front of his house, and parked there leisurely.

He frowned at it, just as a guy in an immaculate black suit went out from the front door and walked briskly towards him.

“Mr Haner.” he addressed.

“Yeah..?”

“Could you come with me for a while, please?”

Brian Sr furrowed his brows and hesitated. What the hell? Kidnapping me in front of my own house?

“This isn’t kidnapping, sir.”

Shit, he can read mind?

“The king requests for you.”

“The king?! He’s here? My father’s…here?!”

~*.*~

Brian Sr looked around the interior of the suite. Everything was built with practically gold and myrrh, that he thought he’d just entered a dream-like fantasy world. It was only the wealthiest hotel in Washington, and this suite is even bigger than his house combined.

“Please proceed to the living room, if you may.” The black suited man pointed ahead and Brian Sr obeyed. He walked further until he saw a figure dressed in white linen suit, with silver hair adorned on his head, wrinkles draped upon his face and a walking stick – also made of gold in his hand.

“Bow before your king.” The man insisted. This is what Brian Sr hated the most about royals. Their protocols and silly rules. But nevertheless, he bowed down before his father.

“My prince.”

“Father - I mean, your majesty.”

“Come here. Let me take a good look at you.”

He slowly approached the king and can’t believe how old he got. His movements were shaky and weak as his hand reached to touch the side of his cheek.

“You’ve gotten old.” He chuckled and Brian Sr gave out an ironic laugh. But it immediately died once he locked eyes with the black suited man.

“How are you, father?”

“I’m as old as you can see.”

The king grasped tight on Brian Sr’s hand but his grip wasn’t strong.

“Are you here to take my son away?”

He asked and the king let out a sigh. “I’m dying, son. I need an heir.”

“What about that nephew of mine?”

The king motioned for him to sit down and he followed. “He has no royal blood. His father is a common Netherland peasant. Married to your cousin Elsa.”

“Elsa..oh. Prince Nathaniel’s daughter.”

“She’s no longer a princess. I cannot make her son as the next king.”

“But you can’t make my son either. He won’t fit to be the king.”

“But if you haven’t tried, how would you know?”

“Believe me father, I know.”

The king sighed again. He closed his aging eyes and slowly shook his head.

“Then I don’t have any choice. I have to put my kingdom on the hands of America. I don’t want to but I don’t have any choice, do I?”

Brian Sr raised his eyebrows. “Wait, does it have to be the firstborn son?”

“What are you implying?”

“I have another son, father. His name is Brent.”

---

I don’t know what the hell happened. All the camera views from Brian’s house were now shut down. But there was a previous recorded view of Brian saying something to the camera. I couldn’t hear a thing since security camera didn’t record a single sound. Shit, was he the one who turned it all off? What’s going on?

I tried to call him but it always went to voicemail. Fuck, I don’t have to be jealous, do I? I mean, we weren’t even dating. But he said he loves me! And I didn’t say it back…

I really need to know what’s going on with him. It’s been two weeks since I last saw him and also two weeks since I’ve been assigned on the case again. It’d be fucking awkward to call the guys because as far as they knew, I’m the slut that took Brian away from his girlfriend. Maybe I should turn to his fans. His fans know everything right?

I turned on my other laptop and searched for Avenged Sevenfold fansite. They were only yapping about their new album, when will their next tour going to be. But then suddenly my eyes caught a glimpse of an announcement; pretty big actually since they wrote in a banner with a picture of Brian and…Michelle.



“THEY’RE ENGAGED! THEIR WEDDING WILL BE HELD BY THE END OF THIS MONTH! CONGRATS SYN AND CHELLE!”

I stared at my monitor long. My eyes kept focusing on Michelle’s finger. Yes, that is a big fat diamond ring. I can’t feel my fingers. They went numb as my blood rushed up through my veins all the way to my head. My heart dropped, it was like somebody had stabbed me with a knife there, twisting and turning its blade.

Without even realizing I scrolled down to read the comments;

Queen_ZV: Finally they’re getting married! Yay for the both of them!

Leyla.lp: Fuckkk!!! NOOO SYNN!!!

MeRi: @Leyla.lp I agree with you there. FUCKK NOOO!!!

Avenged_Deathbat6661: @MeRi @Leyla.lp they deserve to be happy. Let them be. I’m happy if Brian happy.

What the fuck? Just two weeks ago he said he loved me, he even texted me with those words and now he’s engaged? What kind of game he’s playing at here? God, I don’t even know why am I crying. My stomach hurts, my tears flowed down like a waterfall and I just needed a painkiller right now.

Please painkiller. Please kill this pain for me. Because it fucking hurts.

Notes

A/N: well..i'm happy if he's happy too LOL XD