Save Me.

I woke up to voices outside of the bunk I was in. Someone had opened the curtain; I could tell by the amount of light shining on my face.

"Aww, look at them!"

"Jimmy shut up, you'll wake them," Brian said while laughing. The curtain shut and the two left the room. I felt the bed shift, making me think I was the only one left in the bed. But when I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was Zacky's face.

"Good morning.. Ish. It's almost noon," he chuckled. His hair was sticking up in odd places, which made me smile a bit.

I had been on the tour bus with the guys for three days now. I spent most of that time sleeping, though. We were due back in Huntington Beach today.

You might be wondering why I'm sharing his bunk. To be honest, it wasn't my idea. All Zacky's. He didn't want me to sleep all alone in the living area, and he wasn't sure he wanted me to sleep in the same bunk as anyone else. Not that I minded. I liked having someone to sleep next to.

I still hadn't told Zacky what had happened, and I didn't want to. I was trying to put it off as much as possible. I tried to sleep in later than him, or go to bed before him. And I always made sure I was around one of the other guys if he was talking to me. I knew he wouldn't make me talk about it in front of anyone else.

Of course, that wasn't going to work this morning.

"Alright, Emily," Zacky started, "time to spit it out."

"I'd rather not," I mumbled.

"I know. That's why you've been trying to avoid me." He smirked. "Don't think I didn't notice," he said when I tried to protest.

I sighed. "Well, ask away I guess."

"Why did you run away?" He asked. Short, sweet and to the point.

"My dad," I answered. If I could be as vague as possible, it would be better for me.

"Why?"

"He was a drunk bastard and likes to take advantage of people who can't fight back, that's why."

He shifted around to get more comfortable. "Explain."

"You saw the bruises, Zacky. Those were his fault. I couldn't take it anymore."

He let out his breath that I'm sure he was holding for a while. "Alright," he said after a moment. "That was... That was all he did, right?"

I hesitated for a moment before answering, "yeah."

"You suck at lying." Zacky gave me a small smile. "The cat's out of the bag anyway, Emily. You may as well just say the rest."

"No."

"Emily..."

"He's a fucking rapist, okay?" I said suddenly. "He raped me. He knew I wouldn't tell. I'm sorry, you shouldn't have to get dragged into this shit--"

"Hey. Hey. Stop it," he said, attempting to calm me down. "It's okay. You're okay. I promise."

I shut up after that, not wanting him to worry.

"Listen, I'm gonna go out there for a little bit okay? Do you wanna come with me?" I shook my head. "Alright. I won't be too long. Come out there if you need anything."

He climbed over me, tucking me into the blankets some more before walking out.

~*~Zacky's POV~*~

I made my way into the living area where the rest of the guys were. I was starving, and I knew she wanted to be alone for a while.

Matt was the first one to notice when I walked in. "What's up, man?" He asked, looking away from his video game for a moment.

"Nothing," I muttered. I didn't mean to snap at him, but my brain was too clouded with thoughts.

"Did you talk to Emily yet about what happened?" Brian asked. The guys only had a vague understanding of what was happening.

I nodded, sighing. "She ran away. Her dad is abusive as all hell. I can't let her go back there, guys. I'd never be able to forgive myself if I did."

"Zacky, man, it's okay," Johnny said while patting me on the back. "She can just stay with us. It's no big deal at all," he grinned. The rest of the guys nodded in agreement.

"Well I hate to interrupt this cute moment," Jimmy laughed, "BUT WE’RE HOME MOTHERFUCKERS!"

~*~Emily's POV - One Hour Later~*~

It took over an hour of unpacking before we all got situated. And it was terrible. I didn't think that much stuff could fit in a tour bus, but damn was I wrong.

"WHY DO WE HAVE NO FOOD IN THIS HOUSE?!"

Everyone looked into the kitchen to see Jimmy, holding the fridge door open and screaming into it.

"I don't know, maybe because we've been on tour for months on end?" Matt laughed at him.

"We might want to go food shopping then," Zack said. "Besides, Emily needs some clothes."

"Shopping?!" Jimmy grinned. "Fuck yeah!" He ran out the door and into the SUV before anyone said anything else.

~*~

"What about this one?" Zacky asked, holding up a blue and black corset.

I rolled my eyes. "No, Zacky. I told you, no corsets."

"But you'd look cute!" He whined.

Meanwhile, Jimmy was trying on bras, while forcing Johnny into one at the same time. It was quite interesting, to say the least. Matt and Brian were off buying something for their girlfriends.

"Fuck it, I'm buying it for you anyways. You can thank me later," Zacky laughed. I groaned.

After the clothes shopping, we went to the grocery store to stock up on food. This was definitely an interesting sight. The guys had one basic rule for food shopping: You want it, you grab it.

It didn't take long for them to fill the shopping cart, most of it being junk food. By the time we got back to the house it was almost 11.

"Jesus Christ, that took a while," Brian muttered when we got situated at the house.

"Agreed," Matt said. "Hey, anyone else up for watching a movie?"

The rest of us nodded in agreement, getting situated while Matt picked a movie for us to watch. It just so happened to be Saw. Zacky, Brian and I sat on the couch, with me between them. Matt and Johnny claimed the end chairs, and Jimmy sprawled himself out on the floor.

It only took me a little while to become tired. I ended up falling asleep on the couch with my head in Zacky's lap, but I don't think he minded.

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