After All That We've Been Through

A shriek escaped my lips as someone crashed into my body and sent me barreling into the hard tiled floor with extreme force. The next thing I knew, I was lying on my back in the middle of the room with an ache in my back, a heavy mass on top of me, and a room full of eyes watching me. You could literally hear a pin drop, if someone managed to have one. Well, we’d have an easier time finding a needing in a room of metal heads and entertainers. Who had one when you needed it, huh? Go ahead, drop it I dare you! Then everyone in the room will know you’re on fucking drugs, but do as you will, it’s your life.

“What the actual fuck?” I hissed, looking down my body to see a mop of long dark hair. But through that hair, I saw a pair of familiar dark brown eyes looking down at me with pure excitement. “Syd? Is that you?”

“You bet your ass is it, sweetheart!” Syd squeaked, hugging me tight and kicking her legs. If she was anything like she was when I last saw her, I assumed her legs were adorned with knee-high leather boots. Oh, yeah, I’m a fucking master because look, there they are. “Happy fucking birthday, Kad!”

I hugged her back before I felt myself being picked up off the floor by a pair of strong arms. My back and elbow were killing me but I pushed the pain away. I didn’t have time for such nonsense on my birthday, especially since I planned on getting shitfaced.

“Are okay, babe?” Brian’s voice asked in my ear, his arms wrapping around my waist in a protective manner. Ever since I got released from the hospital, he acted like I was a porcelain doll—ready to break or crumble with one wrong move. I appreciated his concern but it was really starting to get on my nerves. I was fucking fine, not to mention that the whole hospital incident was two months ago. I had made a full recover and was even more badass then before. Obviously, looking at my sick ass hairdo and millions of appearance requests. No, I’m not openly cocky, I’m just proud of our accomplishments after all the shit we’ve been through.

I sighed and put my hands on top of his, not able to actually show my frustration at him for caring too much. I mean, I’m not that big of a bitch—at least not right now. Let me have a few drinks and then we’ll see. “I’m fine,” I said, watching the smirk come over Syd’s face.

“I fucking knew it. You are boning Synyster Gates and have been hiding it from the world.” She looked so fucking smug I could smack her. “How could you not tell me, Kad? I thought I was your best friend?”

I raised my brow at her and before I could answer, Brian cut in. “Wait, you know each other?” Why did he sound so surprised? We went to the same high school and graduated together. Oh, did I forget to mention that this is Syd Duran we’re talking about? The lead singer of the new and budding band Valora? They were fucking hot and I loved their new album.

“Yes we know each other, Brian,” Syd said, throwing his a mischievous smirk.

“Wait a minute, do you to know each other?” I asked, recognizing that evil twinkle in Syd’s eye. She didn’t give that look to just anyone.

Syd crossed her arms over her chest, causing her tits to push up. I swear to god if I turn around and see Brian staring at them I will knee him in the nuts again. Then he can kiss any chance of ever having offspring goodbye. “Oh, Syn and I go way back. Remember that summer I worked on Warped Tour?”

Oh, god I already knew where this story was going. I remembered her calling me every couple of days and telling about this amazing sex she was having with one of the artists. She would never tell me who, but now I knew and I honestly wished I didn’t. Though, she was right, the sex was amazing.

“Alright, you’ve said enough,” I cringed, waving my hands in front of me. I didn’t want to think about him with other woman. Don’t taint my mind, man! “I need a drink.”

I turned away from them, not even daring to look between them. I didn’t want to see if they were eye fucking or not, plus I might have knocked him out cold if I stood there. I was pissed at the idea of Brian even looking at another girl, though I couldn’t stop him or his actions when Avenged went to Europe on their own tour in a month. If he wanted to screw around, let him. I could find a new plaything too. Did I want to do that? No, but I would just to spite him if he wanted to play that game.

I reached over the bar and started to make my own drink. Oh, a nice tall Jack would be amazing. You know what? Screw this I’m just going to take the bottle. I’ll drink it all anyway. Plus, it’s my party, right?

“What’s up Kady Rady?” I heard Jimmy sing. I took a long swig from the bottle, enjoying the sting of the Jack as it moved down my throat.

“I’m drinking, Jim Jam.” Wasn’t that obvious? I looked over to see Jimmy, Zacky, and Ryn looking at me with a look of concern. “What? I pretty sure all of you have seen me drink before.”

“Oh, but you don’t grab the whole bottle unless you’re pissed,” Ryn said, looking amused. Damn it, why did she have to know me so well? I guess that’s what I get for letting people get close to me. She was the best girl friend I had, especially since I hadn’t seen or really heard from Syd since we left for tour. What was that, a year ago now? Time flies when you’re having fun I guess.

I scoffed and took another sip, letting my eyes wander back over to Brian. He was still talking it up with Syd and fucking laughing nonetheless. Fuck him. So much for her being one of my best friends still. There she was trying to pick up my boyfriend and my own fucking birthday party. Is that why he invited her? Did Brian fucking plan this? I’ll kill him, I swear to fucking god.

Zacky moved over to stand next to me, following my gaze before turning to look at me with his brows pulled together. “Oh, I see,” he chuckled. “But don’t worry about Syd, she’s not a threat. Gates fucking hates her.”

I raised my brow at him. Well, it didn’t look like he hated her. It looked like he was making direct eye contact with her jugs. “Some best friend,” I scoffed, taking yet another sip. This stuff was going down smoothly now, just like drinking water. I would be on the floor in no time, feeling like fucking batman. Just the way I wanted it.

“You know Syd?” Why was everyone so surprised by that?

“Yeah, we grew up together. I got her band in touch with our label and now they are rocking the shit out of the LA scene. And this is how she pays me back,” I still couldn’t believe it. I leaned my elbows back on the counter and let out a long sigh. “This fucking sucks.”

“Like I said, he is just being polite right now,” Zacky said just as Jimmy squatted down next to me, making himself my height.

“Besides, if you look really closely,” he motioned to Brian, looking like he was pinching his head between his fingers. It was actually hilarious. “You can see the vein bulging in the back of his neck, indicating that he is pissed.” I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the scene and I’ll be damned. Jimmy was right. Though Brian didn’t look pissed and there went the clenched jaw. “He is just trying to be civil.”

“He can stand that bitch, especially after she told all the other roadies he was only four inches,” Zack laughed and I joined in. “So naturally none of the other roadies were interested.”

I shook my head, taking another sip. “Sounds like something she would do. I just hope she knows what she’s doing right now because if I see her make a move she will have my—“ I picked up my foot, intending to say ‘boot up her ass’, only to see that I still had my flip-flops, short cut off denim shorts, and my black bikini on. “Fuck. Well, I’ll just have to put on my boots to do the job later.”

“Don’t worry I’ll give…five…four…three…two—and here he comes,” Jimmy chuckled, just as Brian turned away, flipping Syd the bird. Well, I guess the guys were right.

“Why the hell did he invite her? I mean, I would have invited her but I didn’t even know about this. Which I will kill you all for later, by the way,” I pointed between the three of them with a smirk on my lips. I pulled the bottle to my lips just as Brian met my eyes while he walked towards me. Oh, I was going to make him grovel for forgiveness, even though he really hadn’t done anything yet. That was always fun for me—seeing Mr. Almighty-Synyster-Gates bow down to me. The evil laughter thundered in my head at the thought, a wicked smirk spreading over my lips.

“He didn’t invite her, your brother did,” Zack answered and I raised my brow. Okay, so maybe I wouldn’t be so hard on Mr. Haner.

“Do you care if I let her wax my dick?” Jimmy asked almost too excitedly. I shrugged and just like that he was off like a rocket, looking for my friend. Yes, we were still friends even though she was a slut, but that’s who she was. It’s who she’s always been. Can’t hate her for that, can I?

“Why did you leave me alone with her?” Brian hissed, leaning against the bar next to me. I turned around and leaned forward on the bar with my back to him, though out of the corner of my eyes, I could see him run his hands over his face. “I know she’s your friend but she makes my skin crawl.”

“But you like the look of her tits,” A smirk pulled at the corner of my lips as I brought the bottle up again. After I swallowed, I turned back to look at him, with a raised brow. “Oh, please. I saw your boob-radar on high, trying to make Morse code with your eyes and her nipples. I’m not blind, Gates. Though, you should be after how hard you were staring at those little beauties.”

I heard Zack and Ryn snorting with laughter behind me and I just merely shrugged. Weren’t they used to my blunt nature yet? However, when I looked back at Brian, I saw his eyes focused on something besides my face, making me smirk even more. Well, at least his eyes were on me.

“Honestly, that’s the only thing she’s got going for her because that mouth needs a lock and key,” Was that a groan? He took a step forward and placed his hands on my hips, sending a wave of goosebumps over my body. “Why would I want that when I have a beautiful loud-mouth of my own?”

Oh, he surely wasn’t calling me a loud mouth! Okay, so many I was blunt ass bitch with a loud mouth. Eh, the fans liked it and so did my friends, so why change now? “You just like what I can do with my mouth,” I wagged my eyebrows at him, still not giving in yet. Hell, I didn’t even put my arms around his neck.

“That’s true,” Brian’s hand slowly moved up my waist towards my chest, but stopped right underneath my breasts at my ribcage, pulling my into him more. “But I like these better than anything else I’ve seen,” he stroked the underside of breast with his calloused thumbs through the thin fabric of my bikini. I had to look away and bite my lip to keep from moaning. “It’s really not nice to wear such a revealing outfit in public. Specially since you nipples are yet again waving hello to the world,” he whispered into my ear, licking the outer shell.

“Well, it’s also not nice pulling off the beach because I think you and my brother are killing each other,” I say with a shaky tone. I. Will. Not. Give. Into. This. Not here at least. He was acting like we weren’t in his crowed house surrounded by people.

“I had to tell you something so you’d get here,” Brian sighed, moving back to meet my eyes. “But hey, I’ve got something for you in our room upstairs.”

“What is it, lingerie?” I joked. Truth be told, I wouldn’t be surprised if the did indeed by me something for the bedroom.

Brian laughed, and took my hand, pulling me towards the stairs. “That present if for later. I have three gifts. You’ll get one now, so you’ll leave me with some sanity. Or maybe I’ll lose the rest of what I have, I’m not sure yet,” he rambled, confusing me in the process. Was he nervous? I’ve never seen him nervous before—well tickle me surprised. “The next one you’ll get after cake, and the last one…well you already guessed it.”

“You really didn’t have to get me anything, Bri,” I sighed, walking up the stairs. I hated when people bought things for me, especially now that I could afford things on my own. I would make it up to him. His birthday was in two months –July 7th. He better not have spent too much or I’ll kill him…or kiss him I guess. Depends what it is.

Brian stopped me in the hallway and turned me to look at him. “Why wouldn’t I get you something? It’s your fucking birthday, Kady,” he said like he was speaking to a child with special needs.

“Yeah, you’re secret girlfriend,” I mused, moving away from him down the hallway towards our room. Which reminded me, I still needed to talk to Caleb and tell him that I would be living here for a while. Well, I guess as long as Gates would have me, I would stay.

“What the fuck does that mean?” Brian grabbed my arm and turned me to face him again. “Fuck Kady, if you want to go public, say the fucking word. I’ll have Larry make a statement, if that’s what you want.”

I groaned and ran my hands over my face. “It’s not… but I just don’t want to watch girls keep throwing themselves at you because they think your available,” I said a little bit too honestly. Well, thanks for that Mr. Jack Daniels. I guess I needed a touch of truth serum to get that out.

Brian laughed and took a step towards me, pinning me to the wall. “I could say the same thing about guys,” he looked so calm but there was something hiding in those dark eyes. Hunger? Lust? Love? I couldn’t tell but it was something he wasn’t letting on. “But we’re rock stars, love. There is always going to be someone pushing boundaries and trying to get an in. Everyone wants their five minutes of fame.”

“Well, tell them to back the fuck off then,” I giggled. What was that? I never giggle. Ew, gross. Now I sound like a fan girl who is getting their fantasy realized—being pushed up against the wall with Synyster Gates fucking boner in your thigh.

Brian raised a brow at me with an amused look on his face. He must have noticed my giggle too—fuck. I was losing my edge around him or maybe just maybe I let my softer side out around him. Don’t tell anyone, but Kadence Parker is actually a softy and not as much of a badass as Violet Rouge. Though she is just as much of a hot head and a bitch.

“Well, why don’t you go in that room and see what you got for your birthday?” His lips were inches from mine and I couldn’t stand it anymore. He was fucking taunting me and he knew it. I threw my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his and he instantly responded. Our tongues danced for a moment before he pulled away, causing me to pout. “Go before I cant stop myself,” he ordered.

“What if I don’t want you to?” I teased, pressing myself to him as he tried to move away.

“Move now, I swear,” he warned, dragging me into the room with him. “We’ve still got to host this party, but don’t worry, you’ve got it coming to you later.”

“Those whole four inches?” I teased, watching his eyes grow big before I sprinted into the room. I may have hurt his pride a little bit but he’ll get over it. He said he loved me after all. “At least that’s what Syd said…”

“I’ll show you four fucking inches,” he growled, following me over to the big white box with a purple bow on the bed. Oh now, I’ve got him. Check, mate Mr. Haner. I loved winning these games. Brian firmly grabbed me by the hips as I moved to open the box and pulled my ass into his erection. “Does that feel like four inches to you?”

“I don’t know,” I practically purred, moving my hips and making him moan. “Why don’t you show me?” Brian’s lips moved to my neck before he suddenly stopped and moved away.

“No. No fucking way, Kady. I know what you’re doing. Open your damn present.” Oh, is someone flustered? I fought the urge to laugh as he disappeared into the bathroom. I wasn’t an idiot, I knew he was going to whack the weasel so that that he could keep his wits about him around me. Well, I’ll show him—but first.

I turned to the present and quickly pulled the top off the box, throwing it somewhere behind me. I gasped when I saw the stunning black lace dress, violet rhinestone stilettos, and diamond earrings? Was Brian fucking kidding me? This was too much and he said that he had two other gifts for me as well. One of those had better be his dick in a box because I wasn’t going to accept anything else besides that. That magical wonder was free and he could even put a little bow on it if he wanted to.

“I’m going to fucking kill you!” I yelled through the bathroom door as I picked up the dress and held it up to my body in the mirror. Oh, I was going to look hot in this dress and it showed off my tattoos. He knew what I liked, I’d give him that.

“Love you too,” his muffled voice called. “Just be a good girl and put it on and maybe I’ll reward you later.”

“Since when do you want a good girl?” I scoffed. If that’s what he was looking for, he was dating the wrong girl. I moved over to the walk-in closet and put on the dress, letting my red hair fall naturally over my shoulders. It looked pretty good for being wind blown with its natural curl. Damn, this dress fit perfectly and so did the shoes. What did he do, stalk my stuff? Oh…right, he probably asked Ryn. I guess I would have to thank her too.

“Wow…you look…look…beautiful.”

I turned around with a light blush, feeling Brian’s eyes rake over me. For the first time in a long time, I felt self-conscious. He moved over and placed a soft kiss on my lips. “Now you’ll be fending off the beasts because you are by far the most delicious looking thing at the party.” He breathed in my ear, making my core ache.

“Well, it is my birthday, “I laughed, taking his lips captive. After a moment we broke apart and I placed my forehead to his. “Thank you…even though it’s way too much.”

“Nothing is too much for you, Kad.”

“What the fuck are you guys doing up here?” Brian and I turned to see Matt and Zacky standing in the doorway, watching us carefully.

“Come downstairs quick! They are about to announce the nominees for the Golden Gods!”

“What the fuck are we waiting for? Between the two of us we are going to sweep this thing,” I said, taking Brian’s hand and leading him down the stairs behind Matt and Zack.

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