Ruby's POV

"I'm starving." I grumbled as Brian and I walked toward the front door.
"I'd offer to cook you a nice culinary masterpiece but, it's pretty goddamn late." Brian chuckled, unlocking the door. "How about Pizza?"
"Pizza sounds fucking perfect."

I busied myself making coffee to temporarily take care of my rumbling stomach until I could fill it with food, whilst Brian dialed the local Pizza joint. His arms snaked around my waist after he hung up, kissing the back of my neck and nipping at me lightly.

"I'm gonna take a shower." he purred. "Join me?"
"I just made Coffee." I giggled.
"You were begging me for Dick earlier."
"That was earlier, and now I'm hungry, and if I don't drink some Coffee soon and take of it, I'm literally going to die." I smirked, turning to face him, my hands on the counter beside me.
"I got something you can eat." he chuckled.
"Dick doesn't fill my stomach." I retaliated.
"Alright." he smiled, pecking my lips. "See you in a little while."

He disappeared upstairs and I carefully carried my coffee across the living room and upstairs to my bedroom. I set it down on the nightstand and laid down on my bed, letting out a content sigh.

"You seem happy." McKenna's voice sounded, and I looked up to see her leaning in my doorway.
"I am." I smiled. "I had a really good day."
"You're basically glowing." she giggled.
"Am I?"
"I haven't seen you this happy since..."
"Jack?" I answered for her.
She nodded.
"It's okay, you can say his name." I said. "If things keep up the way they're going, I may finally be able to let him go."
"Tell me everything." McKenna perched herself on the end of my bed. "Unless you like 'did stuff' in which case, leave that part out." she laughed.

We heard the buzzer ring through the house from downstairs and McKenna slid off my bed to answer it. I grabbed my Coffee and followed her.

"Sup Fuckholes!" called the familiar voice of Demi as she and Jimmy entered the living room.
"Is it sad that the minute I hear "Fuckhole" or "Nigga" I know you're here?" I chuckled, striding over to give her a hug.



"Nope." she smiled, drawing away.
"It's good to see you."
"Ahem." Jimmy cleared his throat. "Where's mine?"
"And you." I rolled my eyes as Jimmy's long, lanky arms enveloped me in a warm hug.
"How are you?" Demi asked.
"I'm fuckin' amazing." I laughed, sitting down in the single-seater by the flatscreen.
"Oh?" she quirked an eyebrow.
"Brian took her out today." McKenna said, almost in a sing-song kinda way.
"Like a fuckin' date?" Demi asked.
"More or less." I shrugged.
"Tell me fuckin' everything right fucking now, Nigs." she demanded, quickly sliding onto the larger couch beside me.
"Please!" McKenna cut in. "Remember that some people's younger siblings are here so if it's sexual in any way, DO NOT mention it in front of me!"
I sighed, staring into my coffee, and filled them in; "He took me on an amazing short cruise on a Yacht to Catalina."
"Dad's Yacht?" McKenna asked.
"I presume so." I shrugged. "And we just... played around in the water, and he brought this old photo album, which had some pretty cool vintage snaps of you." I pointed to Jimmy as I spoke. "And we watched the sunset, and he brought his guitar so we had a little sing-a-long, roasted some marshmallows, and it was just..." I sighed again. "Perfect."
"Never would've picked Brian fucking Haner Jnr to be that romantic." Demi snorted.
"It wasn't that romantic." I smirked. "It was just fun, ya know? It was nice to hang out alone, away from Huntington, away from everyone, just the two of us."
"Did he say anything special?" Demi pried.
"He asked me to come on Warped Tour?" I shrugged.
"What'd you say?" Jimmy piped up.
"What do you think I said?" I laughed. "Yes, of course!"
"Are you sure that's such a good idea?" he frowned. "Just, how do you know he's being genuine this time? He's already screwed you over more than once."
"I don't know." I shrugged. "He seems different."
"Different how?"
"Just... Really sweet, like he's changing."
"If you say so..."
"Jimmy!" Demi hissed. "She just had a really good day, don't ruin it!"
"Have a little faith, Rev." I frowned.
Jimmy looked away, falling silent for a few moments. "I don't wanna hurt you..." he sighed. "But I feel like you deserve to know."
Demi buried her face in her hands. "Jimmy, please..."
"Know what?" my heart rate began to pick up, my stomach tightening uncomfortably.
"When we were in New York, I walked in on him fucking our makeup artist." he closed his eyes, remorse written all over his face.

It felt like gravity had suddenly stopped holding me to the Earth. My body felt disconnected, floaty, and not in a good way like before. I could hear my pulse, heavy in my ears, and my stomach was burning with that horrible, acidic feeling of heartache. My throat constricted, and I burst into tears.

"Ruby?" Brian's voice called out from behind me, suddenly sounding miles away. "Ruby?" he repeated.
"I can't believe I was stupid enough to believe that you might actually have feelings for me..." even my own voice sounded distant to me.
"What're you talking about?" his eyes flicked to Jimmy. "You told her." he said in disbelief.
"She has the right to know." Jimmy stated.
"How could you?" I croaked.
"I said I needed space." said Brian. "Things were so up in the air with us and I thought-"
"You thought what?!" I snapped, cutting him off. "That you'd find the answer to our problems between some other girl's legs?"
"OKAY! I SCREWED UP!" he shouted. He took a deep breath, and lowered his voice; "But I'm trying to change."



"That's just it, though." I responded. "You'll never change, you'll always be Synyster Gates, and Synyster Gates does whatever, and whoever the fuck he wants."
"I wasn't trying to hurt you." he defended.
"Well, you did." I pouted. "And whatever might have been starting to blossom between us? You can just forget it." I rose from my seat, making my way to the staircase, turning only to say; "I'm done."

***

Brian's POV

McKenna just glared at me, anger burning in her eyes.

"Mac..."
"Fuck you." she spat, getting up from the couch, also heading for the stairs. "I have nothing to say to you."
I turned to Jimmy; "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TELL HER?"
"Because I knew you wouldn't." Jimmy stated.
"She didn't need to know!"
"She would've found out sooner or later." he replied. "Better she hear it from me now, than through the tabloids later."
"You told me to figure my shit out, and I just spent the entire day trying to make things right." I hissed, my jaw clenched. "AND THANKS TO YOU, IT'S ALL FUCKED NOW!"

I snatched up the keys to my bike and stormed outside, lighting up a smoke and inhaling the nicotine before I completely lost it and sent Jimmy's head through the wall. My motorbike was still parked in the driveway, I'd still had yet to put it away in the garage. I swung my leg over the seat and dug into my pocket for my phone, scrolling through my contacts and hitting the call button.

"Hello?" April's familar voice answered.
"Hey." I put on a fake happy tone. "Listen, I was thinking about what you said, wanna meet me at Johnny's Bar?"
"I'd love to..."

I backed out of the driveway, turning the bike around and twisting the handle, bringing it to life. I sped off down the road, with only the street lamps and moon overhead illuminating my path in the dark night.



If Synyster Gates is all they think I can be, then Synyster Gates I fucking will be...

Notes

I know, you probably all hate me now. But c'mon, there was no way Brian was gonna get off scott-free from what he did in New York. But hey, what's a good drama story without a little shock-factor right when you thought things were gonna work out? :P

April's back, soz guys XD


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