High Voltage

Everything would be just peachy if it wouldn’t be for the sun, for the heat, for my stupid dog who shook all the water off at the exact spot where I was laying, for Zacky cracking albino jokes and Brian, who was coming towards me, a naughty smirk on his face, before he sticked his board in the sand. „Oh I swear, Haner, if you’ll only as much as think about getting me in the water, I’ll kick you in the nuts.”

To my own misfortune, Zacky and Meaghan were walking along the shore and Matt was still in the water with Lady. I had absolutely no one who’d come to my rescue. Crud... Brian dropped down on my towel, pushing his wet and cold side against mine. „If I would want to make you wet, I’d do it differently.” Oh that cocky bastard... Like staring at me with his tempting browns and his body being just an inch from me didn’t make me wet already, but maybe that was the point. Although I don’t think he was aware of the actual amount of Synyster Gates cockiness that took to make me ache for him.

I looked away.

„Oh lighten up,” He elbowed my side, „I was just joking...”

„That’s the deal...” I murmured more to myself than anyone else, looking down on my hands, „You’re always joking...”

„Did you say something?” He braced his forearms on his knees as he turned his head to look at me.

„No.” I mouthed and he turned away.

„Bri!” My attention quickly shifted from my hands to the white summer dress wearing girl, who was running towards us. I frowned seeing Brian jump to his feet and catch the girl, before twirling her around like in some cheesy romantic bullshit movie. I wouldn’t be lying if I told I just got extremely sick. Oh great and they kissed. When I thought my heart was already broken and no more damage could be done, Brian proved me wrong. As per usual. For that single moment when he made me text her and say he was busy, I thought maybe this was just a fling, that I still had a hope, but damn... I was so much wrong about what was happening between the two... But now, when I was sober and I saw and understood everything, I could clearly state it wasn’t just a fling. He was head over heels in love with the girl! A girl who cheated on him with my front man...

Out of a sudden, Lady’s nose was sticking in my face and she cried quietly. I forced a smile on my face, patting her head. „I’m okay, Lady... i’m okay...”

I knew she was calling bullshit, cause she knocked my hand away and kept staring in my eyes, before finally she barked.

„Hello Megan,” I heard Brian’s girl say and hesitantly I pulled away from Lady and looked at the blond girl. „Oh my god, what’s with your eyes?”

My eyes? I frowned. Oh shit. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. You son of a—„Oh that’s nothing,” I waved it off, „I smoked a bit of pot before, the smoke makes my eyes real watery.”

I noticed Brian’s frown. Come on dude, like hell I’m admitting that you just broke my heart... again. „Oh, I didn’t know weed could do that to you,” She said and slid her long white dress over her head. Long, white dress... No pun intended, right? „But then again I’ve never smoked weed.” She gave me a small smile. Who the fuck are you? Mother Theresa? Everyone and by everyone I mean every-fucking-one has smoked weed in Huntington. That’s what we fucking do...

„Good for... you? I guess...” I shrugged.

„Bri, the water looks marvelous, shall we go for a swim?” Shall? Okay, we fucking shall. What the hell was up with this girl? Why was she so... correct? And so fucking tan and marvelous? And with such a big... khem, heart. Subconsciously I looked over my own body and couldn’t fight with the urge to button up my shirt and pull my knees to my chest so no one would see my flatness.

„Sure,” He held out his hand, gesturing for her to guide the way. And with that they disappeared in the water.

Fuck my life.

I fell back on the towel, Lady poking my cheek with her nose. „I’m not dead, okay?” I closed my eyes, pulling my baseball cap lower on my face. Once her bugging got to the best of me, I shoved her muzzle away, but she took that as a sign of me willing to play. She started jumping around and hitting me with her paw, „Oh fuck off, will ya’?”

„That’s a cute dog you have there,” A low and very masculine voice said somewhere from above me. I peeked from under my hat to look at a very athletic looking dude hovering above me.

„I wouldn’t say she’s cute, but thanks.” I sat up.

„I was over there chilling with my buddies when I noticed such beauty and I figured to come and say hi.” He pointed over to a bunch of guys to the far east, „Sorry, didn’t mean to come off as a creep,” He chuckled lightly.

„Uhmm... Are you talking about the dog?”

„That too.” He laughed. I stood up, feeling very uncomfortable when he had to look down at me like that. „I’m Travis.” He held out his hand, Lady eyed him cautiously, not knowing if he was a friend or an enemy.

„Meg.” I shook his hand, smirking, „I have to say you have pretty big balls coming up to a chick with a dobe.”

„Honestly, I realized only midway that you have a doberman, but there was no turning back. Either the guys would make fun of me for rest of my life or the dog would kill me.”

„And you chose to get killed...” I arched my eyebrow, before exploding into laughter. „Man, I like you already. So what is it that I can do for you?” A picture, an autograph?

„Actually I had a bet with the guys,” He had a guilty look on his face and I in fact noticed the guys behind him, looking over us, snickering, „They said you’d turn me down, so I’m a bit afraid to ask.”

„What?” I chuckled, „Dude, look at you. You’re 6 feet of pure muscle and sex appeal. I’d turn you down only if you suggested you’d kill me. And even then I’d think twice.”

„Go on a date with me,” That didn’t sound as a question and he was really good looking. He had messy brown hair and a body of a greek god. I only hoped the package was bigger, but judging by the... yeah. I was struggling with the urge to lick my lips.

„Okay.” I shrugged.

„Okay?” His eyebrows shot up. Don’t be so surprised dude, you’re good looking and Meg loves her some sexy men.

„yeah,” The smile never left my face.

„Okay, cool... How can I contact you?”

„Oh, just a second,” I turned around, kneeling down by my bag where I had a couple of sharpies for every occasion. I stood up, removing the cap and writing down my number on his chest. I swear this was Raven McQueen working her voodoo now, ‘cause look at the guy, those eyes were clouded only by lust and nothing else. „There. Oh, but wait, I’m sorry for doing this, but my manager told me I have to ask if you’re at least eighteen on these kinds of occasions.”

„Manager?” He frowned,

„Yeah, you obviously look at least twenty five, but you know –safety first.”

„I’m twenty nine,” He answered with a warm smile.

„Okay.”

„So when are you free?”

„Whenever. Just call me and we’ll figure something out.” I made a gesture of a phone from my fingers as he backed away.

„It was pleasure meeting you,” He said before turning around. Yeah, well, the pleasure’s all mine.

A wet Brian came running towards me, before he dropped on the towel, panting heavily. Huh? Did he have some crazy water sex I was not aware of? „Who was that?” He asked, reaching for a towel to dry off his hair.

„Have no idea,” I shrugged still looking as the guy went back to his friends and each of them high fived him. I couldn’t hide my smile, „But one thing’s for sure – I so will fuck his brains out...”

______

I danced around the house to the beat of M83’s Midnight City. This seemed to look like it’s going to be a great fucking day. Dad was finally home, lazily lounging on the couch with Lady and watching some little sports game I had no idea what it even was and shouting some obscenities when one of the players messed up what it felt like the whole world championship and was a step away from starting World War III.

„You tiny piece of shit, you don’t know how to hit a fucking strike?! You had a perfectly clear shot for Christ sake!” He yelled throwing his hands up in the air, before shifting in his seat, bringing his knuckles along with the remote to his mouth. I couldn’t bare, but snicker from the kitchen fixing myself a mug of black coffee. „Meg, did you see this? It’s fucking unbelievable!”

And people thought how a puny girl like me can have such a foul mouth. Well, the person I got it from is sitting just on twelve o’clock from me!

I noticed the front door open, bringing my attention on a very miserable looking Chris.

„Hey Zee,” He greeted on his way to the kitchen.

„Chris get the fuck out of the way!” I chuckled, seeing dad struggle to look around him. Chris shot him a look, before taking a seat at the kitchen island.

„What’s with him?” he questioned still looking over his shoulder as he took his shades off.

„Hockey?” I shrugged, „I really don’t know.”

„I didn’t know they were translating it over here...” He cocked an eyebrow, „Anyhow, make me coffee.”

„Excuse me?” My eyebrows shut up, „As far as I know you have a set of hands, so make your fucking coffee yourself... It’s not like this is your first day on earth or anything,”

„...please?”

„Is there a legitimate reason why you can’t do it yourself?” I questioned, taking a sip.

„yeah...” He let out, confusing me ‘cause the continue didn’t come.

„Well what is it then?”

„You asked me if I had one and I do. You didn’t ask me to tell it out loud.”

„I’m asking now!” I exclaimed.

„Hey, keep it down you two!” Dad shouted. Oh? Really? The loud music playing in the background is a-okay, but us talking is a no-no? Figures...

„That’s a change of rules during the game, Hills...” Corner of his lips raised in a side smirk as he snatched the mug out of my hands and drank his miserable being away.

He put the mug back on the marble surface. „You have to be fucking kidding me...” My eyes widened seeing my coffee gone. „You do realize it was steaming hot, right?”

He shrugged, not saying anything.

„Okay, what the hell is wrong with you? Did you take some bad acid, or what?”

„Madison dumped me.” He was looking down on his arms. Okay, he just kinda, itsy-bitsy blew me the fuck away.

„What did you just say?” I frowned, „She... left you?”

„Yeah...” He sighed, before squeezing his eyes shut and pinching the bridge of his nose, „After emptying my account by couple grand...”

„You’re joking...” Honestly? I was really taken aback. The only question right now was – why?

„And she smashed my car...” Okay? That ’69 Chevy beauty? That didn’t sound like Madison. As far as I knew her, she was the most sweetest person I’ve met since Michelle and yes, I was on Michelle’s side, kinda was even back when she was with Brian and everyone shit talked about her.

„What the hell did you do?”

„Nothing, there’s the fucking thing!”

„Come on, Chris... If a girl smashes your car - it’s personal.”

„I swear I didn’t do anything. I was at Matt’s the other day, having a blast with Call of Duty and when I came back, she was gone, so was my money and all the life of my car...”

„So now you’re best friends with Matt?”

„Actually I was looking for Bailey, but she wasn’t home,” he explained, „So I kinda decided to wait there with him and Gates.” Did he just say Gates? The one who was keeping his distance with me ever since I told I was gonna fuck Travis? Yeah...

„Brian was there too?”

„Yeah, but I shouldn’t be talking about this... to you.” He gave me serious look.

„Oh no,” I waved him off, letting out an awkward chuckle, „I’m over him, I’m so over him I could even bake a cake with the icing of his face and a thick red cross over it,” Not that I knew how to bake a cake... nor was I really over him. But I liked to think I was a fucking ninja and could do everything.

„Yeah... right. And I’m the pope.”

„I am!” I exclaimed, „I’m so over him, I in fact have a date tonight.”

„You... and a date...” Yeah, if I would be in your place, I wouldn’t buy it either, Chris, believe me. „I truly must be the pope!”

„I’m serious!”

„Who’s the unlucky fellow?”

I twitched my shoulders, „Just... some guy I met at the beach.”

„What the fuck were you doing at the beach?”

„Haner dragged me there,” Chris squinted his eyes on me, so i figured to explain, „Along with Matt, Zacky, Meaghan, his girl and Lady, so don’t freak out... We’re not getting back together!”

„I’m not worried about that,” He replied thoughtfully, before lowering his voice, „I’m worried about you taking the high end road out of it again.”

„Oh no worries,” I threw my hand back, „I’m sober. Since I woke up on a pool table at Johnny’s, I haven’t had a drop of booze or anything intoxicating for that matter.”

„Yeah, but you know Gates is the trigger, and you’re the fucking timebomb.”

„It’s different, Chris. I have Lady now. She takes care of me,” I shot a look back at the sleeping dobe next to my raging dad.

„And that approves that you’re insane. That animal could rip you in two at any given moment, what were you thinking?”

„I was thinking she needed a home,” I snapped, figuring he was starting to get mad because I saved her from the dog shelter, or was the rage the side effect of the break up and the lack of blow in his system?

„And what will you do when it comes to tour? Have you thought about that?” Actually? No, I hadn’t.

„I’ll take her with us, I don’t see a problem.” I shrugged, getting really fed up with him. I mean, what the fuck? He just marched in here and is trying to make me feel like I’m a moron, who lacks responsibility? That’s not how it will go, buddy. „But I do see a problem with you. You don’t just come here and take whatever it is in your system out on me. Either you leave or you chill the fuck out, Achilles.”

He exhaled heavily, „Sorry... I didn’t mean to. Can we go for a coffee somewhere?”

„You just drank mine!”

„Exactly, it’s my duty as Chris Achilles, to buy you a stupid valley girl latte in order to repent my sins.” A small smirk pulled on his lips.

„One day I will really kick your ass, pal,” I pointed my forefinger at him. One does not simply offer a valley girl latte for his sins. That’s not the way it works, that’s not the way any of it works! I went around the couch and took my bag from beside Lady, her head instantly shooting up. „Lady, let’s go for a walk,” I said and she jumped off the couch, a big yawn escaping her as I put on my cowgal’ boots.

„Meg, you’re going out?” Dad turned his head to look at me. Whoa, I can’t believe he really did tear his eyes off that stupid game.

„Yeah, we’re going for a coffee,”

„Can you drop by Syn’s?”

„What for?” I walked up to the mirror, pulling my hair in a messy bun.

„He needs your Pioneer.”

„Are you sure he’s home?”

„I can call him,”

„Nah, forget it. I’ll call him myself,” Even tho I deleted his phone number from my contacts, but that really didn’t mean the shit wasn’t still engraved in my brain from the time in Musician’s Institute.

That lazy bastard... Why couldn’t he just come by the shit himself? I wasn’t too thrilled about the idea of going to his house, when that girl with the huge rack was around. My eyes slid over my reflection and stopped at my breasts. Maybe I should stock my bra up with socks? Or have a boob job?

„Hey, Chris, do you think you still have that surgeon’s number? You know, the one who did Mad’s nose?”

Notes

So I got a bit carried away with my pal Jagermeister the other day and wound up at a club I swore I'd never step my foot in. I'm not sure if I'm capable of functioning yet, but this was the best I could come up with. Sorry for some grammatical errors and other kind of stuff that doesn't make sense.

I think a Brian POV is coming up next. I know I've missed out on it, but I had to build up a plot and updates from his view wouldn't cut it. That is until now... I think. But I'm not promising anything, however.