We sat around the patio table, just finishing up our dinner, and a rather large number of beers. That's not a surprise for our family though.





I had my legs across on Zackys lap, and was rested up against Matt, his arm over my shoulder. They were already making plans on when they would return to the studio. These guys worked way too hard.





I downed the rest of my beer, unsure of what number drink it was. I hiccupped, and laughed at Leah who was across the table, pinching her nose holding her breath, assuming she had the hiccups too and was trying to rid of them. I wondered how I let myself get so drunk so quickly. I think the guys expected to have just a few drinks and go to bed, but as usual we got carried away, and the volume of our group began to pick up.





I felt Zackys' phone buzz, he fished it out from his pocket, reading a message on the screen. He sucked in his bottom lip before slowly pushing my legs from his lap.



"Be right back.", he mumbled before heading back in to the house.



I faced up to Matt with a questioning look, he shrugged before squeezing me tightly to him. I smiled, forgetting my worries, and bit him playfully on the neck. He growled, squeezing my thigh roughly, and returned a loving bite on my shoulder. I shrieked with laughter. He grabbed my face with both hands and placed a big mushy kiss on my lips.





Every one was lost in their own conversations.




Matt sang along softly to the old music on the radio. I couldnt contain my grin as he pulled me to my feet walking us to the end of the pool when a new slow song began. He held my hand in his and raised them above us, I spun under once before stepping into him, throwing a free hand over his shoulder and he layed a hand firmly on my side. We swayed side to side, I tried to be as graceful as my heavy drunk feet would allow. Matt leaned down pressing his forehead against mine, gazing in to my eyes and began to sing again.





"The summer wind,



came blowin' in



from across the sea



It lingered there,



to touch your hair



and walk with me



All summer long,



we sang a song



and then we strolled



that golden sand



Two sweethearts,



and the summer wind.-"



Now Matt was no Frank Sinatra, but his smooth rasp rang out the notes just as beautifully, if not better. I bit my lip before connecting my mouth to his briefly, and decided to warm up a bit, and charm him myself.



"Like painted kites,



those days and nights-



they went flyin' by



The world was new,


beneath a blue



umbrella sky



Then softer than,



a piper man,



one day it called to you



I lost you,



I lost you to the summer wind"



He grinned at my addition to the song.



"You'll never lose me babe." He kissed my nose.



My heart beat sped up and I knew I was blushing terribly. I hadn't been worrying about that but the assurance was nice.



"What is this shit?!", Johnny slapped the stereo, before changing the station to something more his speed. I laughed as he swung his Mohawk around to the music on the metal station. I thanked Matt for the Dance and kissed him before, offering to get us more drinks from inside. I also wanted to check up on Zack.



I grabbed two beers from the fridge, popping one open to down a few gulps, and headed for his bedroom.



"Ooh Zacky poo", I sing-songed as I bounced into his room. To my disappointment he wasnt there. I couldn't control the burp the escaped my lips, causing me to laugh loudly at myself, like a maniac.



"Attractive, baby cakes.", the familiar voice approached from behind, wrapping his arms around my waist and lifting me off the floor. I giggled as he tossed me on his bed, nearly spilling my beer, so I place them on the end table. He climbed on the bed and hovered above me, grabbing my arms and holding them above my head. He was in a much better mood than he had been all day. I laughed as he placed kisses all over my face.



"You're going to do dirty girl things for daddy tonight?", he asked with a ragged breath.



I had a flash back from his choice of words, reminding me of the day we met.


"Daddy" a word I never found too endearing, but he chose that when he was feeling extra frisky.



He sat up straight, still straddling my legs, revealing his erection through his shorts. I noticed plastic sticking from his pocket and with out a thought, I tugged it out. A small ziplock. Used for drugs. It was empty, but small grains of white powder were left behind. I felt a knot in my stomach as I remembered Matt's words of Zackys' coke use. I looked up to scan his face, a small pout on his plump lips, his nose slightly pink, and his eyes glassed over and wide. A face I've seen before, but never knew it was a look of him being high.



"Booger sugar?!", I blurted out. My alcohol consumption making me choose a less serious term, seeming as thought I thought it was a joke, which it was far from that.



He laughed, grabbing the bag and slipping it back in his pocket.



"Just a little something, my buddy stopped by with a welcome home gift.", he shrugged as if it were no big deal.



"Oh that was sweet of your buddy", I replied sarcastically.



"You're not mad, are you Lexi?", he climbed off to lay beside me, grabbing my hand in his. I shook my head no, but my heart screamed yes.



"I'm not mad... I'm just.. why didn't you tell me you were doing this stuff?", I sighed.



"it just happened. Baby, I don't do it often and I never ever buy it. The only time I use it, is if someone gives it to me. I only take pain killers.", he admitted, as if that were ok too.



I nodded, a loss for words. He leaned over and began kissing my neck.


"Give me one.", I demanded, ignoring his wonderful kisses.



"Ok?", he raised an eyebrow before climbing off his bed and grabbing the bag I seen him with earlier from the top draw of his dresser. He brought it over to the bed and sat down, I sat up next to him. Popping open the bag, he reached in and pulled out a pill, and placed it in my hand. I ran my thumb across the score and ignored it like the last time. Throwing it in my mouth, I washed it down with my beer.



"Babe, that might make you sick.", he voiced, concern filling those glassy eyes, I wondered how he was seeing the world right now. It's been so long since I had that cocaine high, all I can remember is how fast time goes by.



"Listen, I was a pill head once, I know what will make me sick. Give me one more for later!", I pouted, but had a different plan. He nodded, placing another in my hand. Instead of pushing it in my pocket, I popped it in my mouth, and washed it down as well. His mouth hung open in shock.



"No more for you!", he rolled up the bag and threw it back in to his draw, slamming it shut.



"What? I want to party too! Now we can be on the same level.", I defended my actions. I kneeled up on the bed, and crossed my arms on my chest. He stepped up to me placing a hand on either of my bare arms, rubbing up and down softly.



"That's not partying! That's being stupid."




"And taking just one half of a prescription pill with a beer isn't stupid? Drinking beer at all isn't stupid, or makes you act stupid? Doing coke isn't stupid?", I put most emphasis on my last question, letting him see how I felt about him doing the drug, but mostly how I felt about him hiding it. I can't protect him if he hides it.



"I would have just gave you some coke if you wanted to be "on my level". Mixing pills and alcohol IS stupid. Whether you were a pill head or not, you haven't took pills in awhile and you're tolerance isnt the same anymore!", he raised his voice very slightly and the slow travel up and down my arms were now halted to a tight grip. Now he was upset with me.



His clear thinking sobered me up a tiny bit, opening my eyes to my stupidity. But my drunken state crept back as the alcohol began to melt the two white pills in my stomach, absorbing in to my blood, quickly numbing my body.



"im sorry-", I started, lowering my eyes before continuing. "-i won't do anything like that again. You're right I probably will be sick soon..", I groaned. He sighed. "i won't do that again, if you promise me you'll tell me what you're taking and when you take it. And also be responsible about it.", I added quickly before he had a chance to talk.



"Of course baby! I'm sorry, ill let you know everything from now on.", he began rubbing me again.



"Im the type of person who can live with out going out of my way to get high, but when I'm around drugs...I kind of want to do them.", I admitted shamefully, my words sloppy, from my high.



He nodded his head, his face unreadable.



"I don't want you to start getting hooked on shit becausd of me. It's bad enough I do this shit, I know that.",he scratched his head, sitting down once again.



"Its not you, its mee", I slurred with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood. He took my beer from my hands and chugged it. I pouted my bottom lip and he bit it lightly before sucking it. The drugs enhancing the wonderful feeling of his warm tongue carressing my lips.



I was worried for Zack, I didn't know exactly how far in drugs he was involved. But I was now worried for myself as well. I've always been a strong woman, able to take care of myself and others. But drugs were a weakness. It's not something I could turn off when I was around them. If someone was doing something, I craved it as well. And for that I'm worried.




I heard noise coming from the back, and looked towards his door.




"Anyway, I like to party sometimes too", I tried to wink but my eyes felt so heavy. Zacky laughed at me and I smacked his arm before standing up and grabbing the beer I was supposed to be bringing to Matt.






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It began to rain so the party was moved inside. The Avenged house wouldn't be complete without a bar and pool table. So we were all in the basement hanging out.



Teams were Leah and I against Jimmy and Johnny.



"Losers have to kiss each other.", I declared, eyeing Jimmy, remembering earlier, out at the pool.



"That's a dangerous challenge, Ms.Shadows- err Vengeance.", we laughed before he continued. "ill have you know that my partner and I here, are the undefeated champs of this group..as a pair at least."



"I played once or twice, I know a little bit. I think we got this.", I scoffed.



I was hustling them. I knew more than just a little about pool. I used to play all the time when I was younger. Leah smirked at me because she knew what I was doing. She knew we had a good chance of winning this game.



"Ok, if you feel like losing. You're on!", he began chalking up the tip of the stick.



"Rack em' up", I smirked with confidence. As Johnny set up the game I noticed that Zacky and Matt were deep in conversation on the couch. I decided not to bother them, and went over to the bar to grab another drink. Surprisingly I wasn't sick. Drinking all summer long had prepared me for some tough parties.




Syn was sitting at the bar sipping on a beer, being our DJ for the night.



"Bud light pleaseee", I grinned. He reached under the bar and placed the drink infront of me.


"Spank you.", I thanked him before popping open the bottle.
"I need a good spank and its too late at night to contact any of my hometown groupies. I haven't had sex in a week and I seen boobies today!", he motioned towards my chest before throwing his hands up to rub his eyes. I laughed, no longer embarrassed at my display.



"Yeah its been a few days for me as well.", I let out a sigh of frustration. He laughed.



"How the hell does it work? You take turns? Is it always the three of you together?", he asked, leaning forward, resting his elbows on the bar. I laughed, not at his question, I understood why he'd want to know, I just found it funny how quickly his curiosity flared up.



"Well sometimes its one on one. Sometimes its the 3 of us. Wait, why haven't they talked to you about this?", I stood up, hearing a raucous calling me from the pool table, but not wanting to end this convo just yet.



"Matt doesn't kiss and tell, and I don't know about Zack. He's usually the most critical of who he sleeps with, I guess that means you're special if he won't talk about it. Any way, I don't know, I've had threesomes with two girls, but a girl and another guy?", he grimaced a bit.



"Hey! Dont knock it until you try it!", I defended my boys.



"Are you offering?", he wiggled his eye brows.



"Chill Gates, I have enough meat on my plate.", I winked, and my mind drifted into a fantasy of the alternate meaning of my use of the phrase.



"bleh", he shivered with a laugh, and I snapped from my daze. "thanks for the image.", he groaned.



I guess he could read my thoughts just from me biting my lip.



"you got it.", I smiled before heading back to the table.




"About time!", Johnny nearly shouted.



"You're such an angry little man", I laughed at him and his face grew red.



"I just wanna whoop some ass!", he stabbed the end of his pool stick to the ground.




"Ok then let's do this, break it up you two.", I swatted Jimmy off of Leah, they were breathless from kissing. I swear those two never gave it a rest, they were like a couple of teenagers who just discovered sex.



"One round.", I declared.



"That's all we'll need.", Jimmy smirked. "Ladies first."



Leah nodded to me, giving me the ok to go first.



I leaned over the table lining my stick to the ball. The stick slid through my fingers firm and quick, I sunk three solid balls and jumped in happiness. I still had my touch.






Our final shot was in Leahs hands, and I couldn't have been more proud when she sunk the 8 ball in the corner pocket. We hugged out our victory.




We then realized our two angry opponents.



"Beginners luck!" Johnny fumed.



"About that...I've been hanging out in billiards since I was 14.", I shrugged.



"YOU!", Jimmy said evily, pointing at me. I couldn't hold my laughter.



Johnny grabbed Jimmys face, getting all of our attention.



"Let's get this over with", he pulled the taller man down and pressed there lips together. It was stiff and lingered no longer than a second, but that was long enough for a good laugh.



"am I the only one who hasn't kissed one of you jack asses?", it was the first I heard of Matt in awhile.


Who else had kissed? It had to be Brian and Zacky, they seemed like the type. But then my thoughts wandered, what if Zacky and Matt kissed. That could end badly, but oh god would it be hot as hell. Two hands on my hips shook me from my thoughts, and warm breath on my neck made me feel even more drowsy than I had already been feeling. The sweet scent of Matt filled my nostrils.



"Im tired Matty", I turned in his grasp and buried my face in his chest.



"Let's go to bed.", he kissed my forehead.



I walked over to Zacky to say good night and he pulled me in to his lap.



"You're going to bed.", he knew. I nodded, my face in the crook of his neck. "Well you know I'll be up all night.", he laughed. Still high, but mine had worn off and right now I was just drunk and tired.


"Goodnight baby.", he whispered before kissing my cheek. I had already fallen asleep.

Notes

hey everyone! so sorry for the wait!
I've had a pretty busy month, but im back..and this chapter may bore you a little but im working on it. like i said i have some really good ideas im just having some trouble getting it in the story. But i will continue to write, so a new chapter in a few days i hope...maybe even tomorrow! :)