A Little Piece Of Hell

I woke up panting. My neck hurt. "It was just a dream!" I told myself, trying to calm down. I felt something running down my neck. I put my hand on my neck. When I pulled it back it was covered in blood. Quickly I jumped up and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, there was a cut. "What in the hell?" I asked the mirror, touching the cut to make sure it was really there and I wasn't just imagining things. Maybe I cut myself in my sleep? I wondered. Yeah, that had to be it! My fingernail must've cut me. But in the same place as Synyster Gates cut me? How weird. Finally I shrugged it off and got in the shower to wash away the blood. While I was showering the doorbell rang. I got out and wrapped a towel around me. Thinking that it was my neighbor, Melvin, complaining about my dog chasing his cat again, I slung the door open. "What?!" I asked harshly, not looking up. "Well damn Syn, that's the worst welcome we've gotten in a long time." Zacky chuckled. My eyes shot up. Syn's eyes were set on me. He had a stare that went straight to your soul and demanded respect. The same stare he gave me in my dream. He was holding a box in his hand. His eyes ran over my body before returning to my eyes. Then I realized I was still in my towel, standing in front of two of the hottest guitar players on the planet. I squealed and ran for my bedroom. I dried my black and red hair within minutes. Fixed my fringe and ran a straightener through my hair. Threw on my Avenged Sevenfold sweater, some ripped skinny jeans, and some black combat boots. Then I ran out the door into the living room, realizing I had left them sitting outside the door. When I walked into the living room it was empty except for the guitar sitting in the box against the wall. 'They left!' I thought sadly. Then I heard a noise in the kitchen. 'My dog. Perfect company at the moment.' I thought. "Lucky!" I called, walking into the kitchen. I looked up and their stood Synyster Gates making himself a sandwich, in my house! Zacky was sitting at the table petting Lucky. "There she is." Zacky called out when he saw me standing in the doorway. "Nice shirt." Syn smirked. I started to blush realizing I had wore my Avenged Sevenfold sweater. "Thanks." I mumbled, looking at the floor. Zacky ran into the living room and grabbed the guitar. He brought it in the kitchen, brushing by me both times. My heart rate was so fast, I thought it might explode. He removed the guitar from the box and handed it to me. Then, he pulled out a marker and handed it to Syn. Syn took the marker from his hand and wrote his name on the beautiful black and silver instrument. I smiled at the guitar and he added a smiley face to his signature. I looked up at him and grinned. He handed Zacky back the marker and took the guitar from me. I looked at him confused. He nodded his head to the side, gesturing for me to follow him. I did with no hesitation. I would follow him to Hell if he wanted. Little did I know that is what he wanted. He went into the music room. Obviously while I was getting dressed they took a tour of my house. Zacky pointed to the Vengeance custom guitar, which was hanging on my wall along with other guitars. He pointed out it was one of the ones that wasn't signed. He smiled and pulled the marker out of his back pocket. "Get it down." I went to grab a ladder, but Syn just reached up and took it off the wall, making me feel very short. " Zacky she's as tall as short shit, maybe a little shorter." Zacky put his hand on my head and his other one a few inches above. "Shorter! Can you believe it?!" Zacky exclaimed. "Johnny will love that." Syn said while handing the burgundy guitar over to Zacky. Syn walked over to a huge cabinet with a deathbat on it, and opened it.He looked back at Zacky. "Seems we have a lot more to sign." He moved to the side to reveal my collection of Avenged Sevenfold stuff. Every Syn Gates and Zacky Vengeance custom guitar. Two of Johnny's bass guitars. Tons of merch. The Rev's custom drum set. A microphone and stand that Shadows used. Drumsticks signed and not signed, by both Arin and Jimmy. Pictures of the band from concerts, each concert ticket attached to the picture it goes with. Every CD signed also, along with the DVD. Hellwin amps. Anything you could imagine Avenged Sevenfold was in there. Including a picture with Jimmy. He had his arm around me. My most prized possession! Also my Pinkly Smooth stuff.

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