MJ’s POV

Really? Was that moaning I was waking up to? Damn, and I though Brian and I made a lot of noise but this was at a whole new level. My head throbbed painfully from the amount of alcohol I consumed the night before and I really wasn’t sure where I was. All I knew was that I felt like I was floating on cloud nine and that the sun was burning a hole through my eyelids.

Why did I feel so good right now even though my head was screaming? Wait, that moaning is coming from me! My eyes shot open and I looked down over my completely naked to see Brain giving me a mischievous smirk from down under. He always had to find a unique way to wake me up, and this sure was the first time he’d ever done this, not that I was complaining. But how did I end up naked? The last thing I remembered last night was doing a line of eight Tequila shots against Dice. No wonder my head was throbbing.

I bit my bottom lip and gripped the sheets as he added in two fingers with his naughty tongue. My back arched and a wild cry left my mouth as he bent his fingers into that oh-so sensitive spot. Suddenly the pain of my headache was gone and replaced by the pleasure that Brian was supplying me with. I reached out to clutch the sheets again only to grab a hand that wasn’t Brian’s.

I instantly shot up into a sitting position and looked to my left to see Zacky passed out next to me in only his boxers. My blues shot back over to Brain, my jaw agape in complete horror. “Wh-what is this?” I hissed, my heart pounding in my chest as I pulled the sheets around me. “What is he doing here?”

“Relax, babe, he’s passed out cold,” Brian chuckled as he crawled back up to me, planting kisses on my shoulder. He was in his boxers too? So why was I the only one that was stark ass naked? “Don’t you think I checked first?” I shot him a glare because I wanted to know what he was doing in our bed when I was naked in the first place.

My eyes got wide as I looked between sleeping Zacky and Brian. “Did-Did we have a-a threesome?” I whispered in horror, my cheeks flushing bright red. Brian snorted with laughter and pulled me onto his lap, his lips still trailing my body.

“Honestly,” he said between kisses. “I don’t remember but knowing I’m a selfish bastard, I bet not.” Was that supposed to make me feel better about one of my boyfriend’s best friends sleeping next to me while I’m naked?

“H-How is this not bothering you?” I asked incredulously, gapping at him though he was too busy now leaving sweet little love bites on my back. I had to admit that they felt great but every time I tried to relax into him, my eyes landed on Zacky.

Brain sighed and spun me around in his arms to face him, our eyes locking and a pout on my lips. “I just don’t see what the big deal is. This is how we grew up doing things on tour in tight quarters. So what if he’s there sleeping, its not like he’s watching or I would fucking kill him. Just relax and enjoy the thrill…” I couldn’t deny the lust that was pooling in those beautiful browns just before his lips crashed onto mine.

“What-what if he wakes up?” I said in between kisses, my eyes open and watching Vengeance like a hawk. My mind begged me to remember what happened last night and how he ended up in our bed. Something about doing the nasty next to a good friend just didn’t feel right. This wasn’t me. I pulled away from Brian, my hands on his chest.

“What is your problem, MJ?” What was my problem? This whole situation was messed up. I narrowed my eyes at him and I dragged the sheet off the bed with me. Was this Synyster Gates I was talking to right now, because Brain would never put me in this situation? Brian grabbed my hand and stopped me, an incredulous look on his handsome features. “What?”

“I’m not one of your groupies,” I hissed before turning to go into the bathroom, ignoring my name being called. I locked the door and moved over to lean on the vanity stand, looking at my flushed skin in the mirror. Did he really think that I would be okay with messing around next to Zacky? I wasn’t that kind of girl. He had to still be drunk. That was the only explanation I could come up with.

“Come on, MJ. Open up, I’m sorry,” Brian said, banging on the door. I closed my eyes and pulled on the purple silk bathrobe on the back of the door. Just relax, Mia, you know he isn’t forcing you into anything that you don’t want to do. I guess I just needed a couple minutes to myself.

It was then that my phone vibrated on the counter, still connected to my charger. Okay, well that was good that I had enough sense to plug in my phone when I was smashed. But why couldn’t I remember the night before? My phone screen flashed that I had three new messages an about fifty Facebook notification. Well, that was odd. No one really ever talked to me there or texted me even.

I opened the first messages to see that the devil himself had texted me again. I closed my eyes as I pressed the open button, still ignoring the banging on the door.

Well, wasn’t that sweet yesterday? Too bad Sonic won’t b there to protect u when I get my hands on that pretty little neck. You’ll b gone and missing before we even get back to court. Mark my words ~M

I slid down onto the floor as I chewed my bottom lip. What was going to do about him? These texts were starting to become too frequent but I didn’t know if I should tell anyone. That might give me less time and Dice would surely go off the handle and Brian would face jail time. I couldn’t get them in trouble. I had to protect the people I loved by keeping this to myself.

Shaking my head I opened the next text message from one of my friends from high school. It was odd because those people didn’t ever really talk to me and I didn’t so much mind. Our friendship had kind of farce for my parent’s sake.

You’re on the news with Avenged Sevenfold?! Why didn’t u tell me u were dating a rock star! That is so cool! Call me and don’t leave out any details.

My jaw dropped. What the hell was Ashley talking about? I hadn’t told anyone besides Dice about Brian and I, and what did she mean I was on the news. I swallowed thickly and I opened the last message from my brother, Corey.

What the fuck are you thinking? How could you get involved with a scandal like this? You’re face is all over the news! Call me because mom and dad are freaking out! – Core

I shook my head as I opened the link to Facebook and I felt like I was going to faint. There I was coming out of the courthouse with Brian and the guys. The headline read Sevenfold Involved in Upcoming Murder Trial. My heart dropped to the floor as I read over the article. They thought I was the one that was accusing them of some crime or aiding me in a crime. No, no, no no! I was making a mess for everyone over this whole thing. I just hope that I wasn’t going to ruin their careers.

Suddenly the door to the bathroom burst open and I looked to see Brian, Jimmy, and Zacky all in their underwear looking at me. “And the knife master saves the day again!” Jimmy cried, holding a screwdriver and a bobby pin. “You’re just lucky that I’m also talented at picking locks and killing ninjas with knifes!”

“Thank, Jimbo,” Brian breathed before moving over to me. I pulled my knees to my chest and looked back at Jimmy and Zacky in the door. Zacky looked worse for wear and extremely sorry about something, though I didn’t have any idea why. Jimmy on the other hand was bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet like an anxious puppy, watching me with his big blue eyes. Come on, buddy take a chill pill. I’m too hung over and in shock for this right now.

“Mia…please…I’m sorry,” Brian breathed, gently taking my chin and tilting my head up to look at him. “I’m an idiot…” I could see the sadness in his eyes and I couldn’t stand it. It literally broke my heart to see him in any kind of pain. My arms snaked around his waist as I pulled him into a shaky hug, my heart still racing from everything. “Are you okay?” His eyes scanned over me and all I could do was hold up my phone to him with the article.

“We’ve got a problem…” I whispered, watching him read the article just as Matt came flying into the room.

“We’ve got a major problem,” he said out of breath. What had he been doing? I doubted running would making him breathless because I knew for a fact that he and Brian worked out at least three times a week. “We’re all over the news and Larry is blowing up my phone. The press got ahold of the murder trial but only they have the facts completely wrong,” Matt said quickly as all the guys exchanged looks.

“Fuck!” Brian hissed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This isn’t going to help our album!”

“What about the girls? Are both MJ and Dice in the news too?” Zacky asked and I gave him a thankful smile.

“Yeah, they think one of us attacked MJ,” Brain spat as he pulled me to my feet. “They think she is pressing charges against us. This is so fucking messed up!” Yeah, and it’s all my fault. Maybe if I flee now, I can get out of here before I ruin everything. My heart races in my chest as I pulled away from Brain and pushed through the now arguing guys.

My feet carried me down the stairs, not caring that I was only dressed in a silk bathrobe. The panic in my chest was rising again while Malcolm’s threats swarmed my brain on top of the news scandal. I had to fix this. I had to make things right for these guys, but how? No one cared who I was and no one would really care if I came up missing or dead.

I stopped in the kitchen, setting my phone on the counter, and grabbed the pack of Marlboro Gold’s and the yellow lighter from the table. My feet carried me out onto the patio as I lit up, pacing back and forth as I tried to sooth myself and come up with plan. Scheming had never really been my thing, it was more of Dice’s, but I didn’t want her into this mess any more than she already was.

“Come on, MJ. Think!” I raged, blowing out a cloud of smoke just as the glass door slammed shut behind me.

“What the hell is this?” I turned around to see my phone in the air and my heart dropped. Fuck!

Matt’s POV

“Listen guys, I don’t know what’s going on here, but we need to fix it,” Larry said, pacing in Brian’s living room about an hour later. “This thing is big news and could ruin everything that you’re working towards. We have to nip it in the but and tell the press and the fans the real story,” he urged.

I ran my hands over my face, my mind instantly going to Red and Blondie. If we came clean about everything, then the press and fans would be swarming those two trying to get every ‘inside’ scoop. Not to mention that they would probably get hateful fan mail from our crazy fan girls. The other option was to just say they were friends that we were trying to help, but I didn’t know how they would take it. Either way, the situation sucks.

“So we need to have a press conference?” Zacky groaned, holding a cup of coffee to his lips. He had been quite the bear this morning and I wasn’t really sure why. Did it maybe have to do with taking the extremely intoxicated MJ up to bed last night while Brian and I drank the night away with Dice? I wasn’t sure, but something was off with the guy.

Larry stopped pacing and turned to look at all of us, his face in deep thought. “Yes, I think that would be the best course of action. I mean, it would clear everything up quickly. Though, no one has told me what is actually going on here.” Oh come on, like we have to tell you everything about our private lives. Okay, okay, maybe it would have helped us to stay out of this mess but still.

“It’s all my fault,” MJ said from the other side of the room. She was sitting next to Jimmy with a sad look on her face. Was she avoiding eye contact with both Brian and Dice? What did I miss? “My crazy ex has been stalking me and-and we took them to trial. The guys are just witnesses because they’ve saved me from his attacks on multiple occasions,” her blue eyes looked down at her lap as she twisted her fingers. I kind of felt bad for the girl.

Larry looked over at her with a raised brow, probably trying to figure out who she was. So far during the recording process, Larry had only stopped in once or twice and hadn’t met MJ. Though, he did have the pleasure of meeting Dice multiple times, but he wasn’t aware that we were an item.

“I’m sorry, but who are you?” Larry asked boldly, only to make MJ sink lower into Jimmy’s side. Her blues bolted around the room to Brain and Dice who both looked beyond pissed about something.

Brian let out a loud sigh before speaking. “She’s my girlfriend, Lar,” he sighed. “Her name is Mia Johnson or MJ for short.” He ran his hands over his face and slowly stood up before making his way over to sit on the arm of the loveseat next to her.

“Well congratulations, Brain, I didn’t know you were seeing anyone. But let me see if I can go schedule a press conference for this afternoon. While I’m gone I want you all to think about if you want to tell the world about these two ladies.” We all nodded slowly before he headed out towards the kitchen to make some phone calls.

“We are not fucking putting them in the line of fire,” I said sternly, leaning back in the couch with my arm around Dice. “Sorry, but I’d rather leave your lives private. Hell, I want to keep my personal life private.”

“So you don’t want to scream to the world about me?” Dice asked with a teasing raised brow. “Oh, that’s right, you already wrote a song about me,” she chuckled only for Zacky to choke on his coffee, though my eyes were watching Brian and MJ whisper a conversation.

“One song? Try three,” Zacky laughed and I shot him a glare.

“Huh…” Dice mused with a small smirk over her face. “I can handle myself with the press no matter what you decide. Hell, I’m sure this case will pick up some media if it plays out the way I think it will.” I loved when she talked lawyer. Just something about that brain turned me on and I couldn’t help feel the bulge in my pants grow.

I was surprised when she actually stood up and headed towards the stairs. Though it was Jimmy who spoke next. “So what is the game plan boss?”

Why was he looking at me for the answer? I already told them all that I wasn’t going to say anything about Dice, specially since I knew how the press swarmed Val when our relationship got leaked.

“What do you think, Gates?” I looked up to find both him and MJ missing from their spot on the couch. I swear if they had the sex drive of teenagers and couldn’t keep it in their pants for longer than a few minutes. “Where the fuck is Gates?”

“Smoke break,” Johnny yawned. “Can I go back to sleep until you guys figure this shit out. I’m just along for the ride anyway.”

I ran my hands over my face again and headed toward the patio, feeling like I now needed a smoke. However, I stopped just outside the door, watching the scene unfold in front of me between Gates and MJ. What the hell is Gates doing?

Notes

Who was looking at MJ's phone? Did they see the texts from Malcolm? What is going on with Gates and MJ on the patio?