Welcome to the Family

My head was throbbing. My throat was so dry, trying to swallow hurt like hell. I felt terribly sick. Where was I? I swung my feet out of the bed a little too fast. A giant wave of nausea overcame my body, and I grabbed the first thing I saw, an empty trash can, and threw up. The room kept spinning. What was wrong with me?

I looked around the room. There were a desk and a piano. Looking at the piano evoked blurred memories of sitting on some tattooed guy’s lap and listening to a beautiful, but slurry voice. On the nightstand there was a photo of a couple on their wedding day, but my head hurt too much to recognize their faces, but it dawned on me anyway: I had spent the night with Matt. Yes, THE Matt, M Shadows from A7X. What the hell…, I thought. I then heard the shower running in the room next to me and got out of the bed as quickly as possible.

When I entered the kitchen, Brian was the first of the guys up. I made him his eggs and some detox cucumber water. What the heck had I been thinking, allowing the guys to drink alcohol and throw a party the day before? “So, what the fucking hell is this?” Brian asked, looking at the glass of detox water with a disgusted face.

“Detox water. I take it you guys drank almost toxic amounts of alcohol yesterday,” I stated, feeling my head pound even harder. Just by then, Johnny and Zacky entered the kitchen, too. My insides twisted and turned painfully at the thought of Matt inevitably coming through the door next.
“Well, does it also help if I smear it between my ass cracks? There’s no fucking way I’m drinking this goddamn poison. And speaking of almost toxic amounts of alcohol…,” Zacky turned to the others while I wondered if it was okay to be upset at Zacky’s unfriendly comment, “who of you asshats drank my vodka-orange juice yesterday? Hell, that was almost fifty-fifty, that amount of alcohol was enough to knock out a fucking horse!”

It then dawned on me. The orange juice! I had poured it into my smoothie! That was why I was feeling so lightheaded today… Why I had eventually done unspeakable things to Matt Sanders, who had a freaking wife… Why I had allowed the guys to drink and party… I quickly excused myself before turning around and throwing up into the sink.

“Hell girl, I thought you were the healthiest of us all! Turns out you got a giant hangover, got a little tipsy last night, huh?” Brian grinned, holding my hair to a bun. “Sorry, I had your orange juice, but I didn’t know…” I rasped.
“WHAT THE FUCK? You mean… you drank it alone?” Zacky screamed, while Brian’s eyes, too, widened… “So this girl gets even feistier… Look at those giant hickeys… That looks like some great sex,” he chuckled. “Who was that lucky guy? Looks like he did a brilliant job!” They slapped their laps from laughing so hard.

I wanted to disappear. That was one of the most terrible moments so far, I thought, I just wished to crawl into my bed and never speak to one of the guys again. And to make my situation even worse, at exactly this moment Matt appeared. “Damn bro, where were you yesterday? That was a fucking party!” Johnny playfully slapped his back, hard. Matt winced in pain. “Something wrong with your back?” Johnny asked, motioning him to turn around.

Oh no! Matt was wearing only a white wife beater shirt, and you could see red, thin lines between his shoulder blades. Noooooo… This just can’t be true, I thought to myself. Never before had I been so ashamed. Johnny pulled up Matt’s shirt. The rest of his back, too, was red and swollen. Why? WHY did this guy have pretty much everything tattooed except for his back?

“So, made up with Val again, huh? Where is she? Still here?” Brian asked, and for a second I felt hopeful. But then, Brian finally realized it, too. “So… You guys… uhm… You…” he gazed at me in disbelief, “You… and… Matt… you…?”
“Had sex“, Johnny interrupted him. I stared at the ground. This was all so embarrassing. “Short shit? Will you shut up? Don’t you see our little Matty here’s got remorse bites?” Zacky hissed, “Don’t be so fucking direct, guys.”

Brian grinned and leaned closer, but then said loudly, “well I’m so fucking blunt I don’t even care, so tell me Vicca, how many Avenged guys do you plan on sleeping with? ‘Cause I’d really like to be next, if you know what I mean…” He then winked at me. What a creep, I thought.“Guys, shut up. Can I get a second with Vicca alone?” Matt rasped. Again, I felt my insides turn.

“Phew, eager for round seven I guess?” Zacky grinned, smacking Matt’s ass. Brian then asked, “So, how’s it feel to have sex with a practical corpse? I mean, she must have been so fucking smashed, I doubt she even remembers…” He then laughed his high-pitched laugh and the guys joined him, as the three of them went out of the kitchen.

“So, drunk, huh?” Matt chuckled, but he sounded hurt anyway. “Well, I didn’t know I was… Never been much of a drinker,” I tried to force a laughter, but it sounded stifled. “Look, Vicky, I’m sorry… I mean, I thought I was the totally hammered one, but you… I should have noticed…” “You know what?” I snapped, “It’s not that I’m mad because you didn’t notice I was drunk… It’s actually that you, too, would have done it if I’d been sober and let you. I mean, you’re freaking married.”

He swallowed thickly. “Is it weird that I don’t feel bad for Val? Just…” I quickly interrupted him, “Well you should. I think it’s best if I leave you guys.” “No, please…,” he pleaded, “I know I acted like a total douche, but I promise… I’ll make it up to you… Look, I’m so sorry…” He put his finger under my chin and forced me to look at his face. “I need some time,” I stated, then turned around and left him behind cradling his head in his hands.

When I woke up late in the afternoon, someone had put a tray with very dry, very sweet pancakes and a cold cup of coffee on my nightstand, along with a note saying, “Went 2 rehearsal, will be back late. No need 2 cook.” I got into the tub for a long, relaxing bath, before calling the doctor’s office the guys had been to the day before to get their lab results. Then I sat down and started working on the first diet plan.

Somehow, I couldn’t help it, I had to select Matt. I wasn’t able to stop thinking about what happened the night before. Why had I gone to his room anyway? I knew I couldn’t blame myself for that night. To me, even if I’d rather died than to admit it, there had always been something magical about this man, right from the beginning. The alcohol had just helped me to give in, kind of.

But Matt? He either thought I was one of the easy ones he could quickly mess with with and then forget again, or he knew how attracted I felt to him and just didn’t care as long as he had his fun, and I didn't even know which was worse. I practically had to force myself not to think about it, and finally got to work.

About two and a half hours later, I was done with all of their plans. They were all a little high in cholesterol, so I would have to cook fat-reduced food and leave out certain foods for a while. In addition, Matt and Johnny would need a nutritional supplement containing iron, and Zacky one with magnesium. Besides that, everything looked about all right. I would definitely need to convince Zacky and Brian to stop smoking, but I doubted that they would.

But why would I carry on at all? Everyone except for Matt seemed to be feeling fine, they had a new drummer and were already rehearsing with him. Sure, I could help them to have a healthier body, but they wouldn’t require it to get over Jimmy’s death. Plus, there was this thing with Matt. He hadn’t had any second thoughts cheating on his wife with me on the first opportunity. I was mad at him, and I wasn’t sure if I could face him and Valary all the time, especially after what happened. I felt so cheap, and I was deeply ashamed of what I'd done.

A loud knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. When I opened it, it took me a few seconds and a small heart attack to realize that the woman standing outside wasn’t Valary, though she looked pretty similar. “Hey, uhm, I’m Michelle, I’m Brian’s girlfriend,” she politely introduced herself, “You’re the dietician, right? Do you just happen to know where the guys are?”
“Hi, yeah, call me Vicky or Vicca, just as you please. They’re rehearsing, and they won’t be back for a while… Do you want to wait here?” I offered, since it had just started to snow again. “Sure, that would be nice,” she smiled and entered my tiny apartment right next to the Avenged mansion.

Notes

Soooo she was drunk....
What do you think about what happened?
Will Vicca stay? Are Valary and Matt going to break up?

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