*Carry On*

Brian's POV

"Thank fucking god!" I shout as we pull into my driveway. I was so sick of Zack's bitching and I really just wanted a damn drink. I wasn't some child he could boss around, though my babysitter is pretty damn hot. Talk about temptations in the work place. I smile at the thought and throw a seductive wink in Kaylyn's direction as we enter the house. She promptly ignored me. What was the fun in that? Well it didn't matter, I was sick of caring about anything besides my music. Done with relationships. Done with feelings. Done with everything that crushed me with her.

As Zacky takes Kaylyn up to my guest room, I take advantage of his absence and head to my liquor cabinet. Now where is my good friend Captain Morgan? Ahh there he is, hiding next to the equally talented tequila. They were the best friends a guy could ask for when trying not to feel any emotions.
I carefully pour myself a tall glass of the Captain, making sure not to waste a drop, and light up my favorite smoke. Marlboro is the king of cigarets and I was craving that sweet nicotine release. As I take a drag, I hear Zacky talking quietly to my new babysitter. I couldn't wait for the lecture he was bound to give me before he leaves.

Fuck Zacky anyway, I'm sure Jimmy will come over to meet the new hottie. And damn she was hot. Those long legs in those tight jeans and the little bit of cleavage that poked out of her leather jacket was making me hard just thinking about it. I smelled a new conquest in the midst! Babysitter my ass, she could be my new play thing to distract me.

I take a sip of my drink and pick my phone to text Jimmy. He would want to see our new 'employee'.

Man, you'll never believe the new hottie that Z hired to babysit me, I text Jimmy.

What's she look like? My type? I laugh knowing that any girl was his type.

Tall, long dark hair, brown eyes, and tattoos. I've already made out with her.

Fuck you! Why do you get all the good ones? Maybe I should be reckless and get a babysitter too, Jimmy responds. The poor jealous bastard.

It's the Synyster Gates charm and my magic fingers. It's not my fault I was born with it.

Or maybe it's Maybelline....

Fuck you. Get your ass over here, I text as Zacky comes back down stairs. He has that disappointed look in his eyes and I know where this is going.

Baker lets out a sigh and leans on my bar before he begins his upcoming lecture. I couldn't wait to be bored out of mind for this one too.

"Brian..." He sighs.

"I know, you want to know why I kissed her. Well I want to know why you picked out such an attractive woman to be our employee?" I laugh, passing him my pack of smokes and a lighter.

He laughs lightly as he takes out a smoke and lights it. "Cheers," he says before blowing out a thick cloud of smoke. "She certainly is something but your actions were totally inappropriate with an employee." So now it begins. "We need to lay down some ground rules so we don't have a sexual harassment suit on our hands."

I yawn, leaning back in my chair, and take a sip of my drink. "Damn well I wanted to do the laying," I say and wiggle my eyebrows at him.

Zacky rolls his eyes before he continues, "Kaylyn Rizzo is absolutely off limits. No kissing, no hooking up, not even checking her out as she walks by. Treat her like you would Grandma Haner."

Yeah like that was going to happen. "But Grandma Haner didn't look like that," I say, putting my hands behind my head, looking board. "That's the problem."

"Well pretend that she does," Zack huffs, becoming frustrated with me. Serves him right for treating me like a child.

I make a disgusted face and a retching sound as I lean forward and put my elbows on the table. "You're a sick bastard, thinking of my poor Grandma, rest her soul, as hot and totally bangable woman."

Zacky groans and puts his head in his hands and his cigaret down on the table. "Don't even go there, Haner. Just keep your hands, lips, and dick to yourself. Remember what Matt said, one more mess up and you are gone. I'm sorry but that's the truth of the matter."

I roll my eyes and look down at my phone. I hope Jimmy gets here soon, I couldn't stand too much more of Debbie Downer. "Fine, I'll play nice and find a different toy to play with."

"Why don't you put these feelings into music instead of sex, drugs, and alcohol. You could help make us millions instead of injury to your liver." Zacky's eyes meet mine and they are full of concern. "You refuse to talk to us about the 'situation' so maybe release it through the one thing you haven't blocked out. We are here when you are ready."

Fuck. I don't want to talk about this, not now, not ever. I don't even want to think about how she took my heart, ripped it out of my chest, spit on it, and smashed it on the floor. She ruined me and Jimmy was the only one who actually knew what happened. He found me three days after the break up passed out on my bathroom floor.

"Look there's Jimmy!" I say, looking out the window as he walks up the to the front door.

"I'm serious, Brian. Just think about what I said," Zee calls as I meet Jimmy at the door.

"So where is our new hottie with a body employee?" Jimmy sings in an outrageous voice. I laugh and look up the stairs and can see her shadow in the hallway. He could probably hear everything we were saying.

"Upstairs getting settled," I shrug and wink at Jimmy.

"Well I'm headed home," Zacky says meeting us in the hallway. "I've got to take inventory for Vengeance University. Please behave and remember what I said." Zack threw me a pointed look.

"I got it, I got it. Good luck, Zee. Let's rehearse those riffs tomorrow," I say, my mind instantly coming up with a new melody.

"Sounds good. See you tomorrow, Haner." Zacky smiles and leaves Jimmy and I standing in the hallway,
I smile wickedly at Jimmy and we both instantly take off running towards the kitchen. With one look, we pour six shots and quickly slam then down. The warmth of the tequila floods my cells and I feel alive again.

"Let's go jam, I've got some new idea," I suggest as I grab my pack of cigarets off the table.

Jimmy wags his eyebrows at me again and the screams. "Because a spoonful of Jimmy makes the whole world go round!" With that, we both take off running again and head to my studio down the hall. However, as we meet the wood floor, we crash into each other, whip out, and slide across the floor.

"That was fucking sweet!" Jimmy laughs, clambering to his feet. As he sits at the drum set, I pick up my guitar and my fingers automatically star flying across the finger board. I play this fast moving haunting melody as Jimmy accompanies me with a very impressive drum part.

"You should have known, the price of evil. And it hurts to know that you belong here. Ohh, it's your fucking nightmare," I sing as we both play.

After another quick moving solo, I look up to see not only Jimmy staring at me with an open mouth but also Kaylyn. I smile weakly before setting down my guitar and head to the back patio. Great I just revealed my soul in front of everyone. I need a smoke.

Notes

What does Kaylyn think of Brian's singing and the original idea do their song Nightmare? What will she think of Jimmy? He definitely is an interesting character. :p

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