Cold State Line

It was the last day of our tour and what better way to end it than in our hometown? On top of ending it in the best place on earth, Rafa was filming our concert. We were calling it Live in the LBC and would also be dropping our white album rejects.

Earlier, Zacky and Johnny had this idea to have intro videos for each town we were in. This was a 56 second intro and then I would be onstage playing the organ. For some reason, our fans went fucking nuts when they heard the chords of "Critical Acclaim."

"SEVENFOLD! SEVENFOLD! SEVENFOLD!"

The stadium was rattling with the sounds of our fans. I could barely hear the intro finishing, my cue to enter the stage. The lights flashed on and there I was, standing at the organ playing the tune to our anthem.

"Ssshh be quiet you might piss somebody off!"

The crowd roared as I bounced and danced around the stage. I loved playing in my hometown; I loved giving our original fans a performance like no other. We played our songs, talking to the crowd, playing off their love and screams. There was nothing like being on stage. I never had a better high than right here. Drugs, alcohol... they couldn't compare.

As the final chords of "Unholy Confessions" faded off, another video popped up on screen. It was one of the five of us in a hot tub and Jimmy was telling us some bullshit story or joke. Dan and the Berrys came over to tell us to play one more song, we all get out of the tub and Johnny is the last out. His dick is blurred out but we made it look huge.

We burst back onstage and started ALOPH. People loved this god damn song, and I had to give Rev credit for this stupid thing. The video went viral, and our fans were getting tats of it and playing it nonstop. It was catchy and funny as hell.

"Huntington! We fucking love you. Thank you for having us! Bass guitar is our very own gnome, Johnny Christ! Rhythms is Zacky Vengeance! Drums is the one and only Rev! And our lead it Synyster Gates!"

"And our vocals are M. Fucking Shadows!" Zacky yelled and we all exited the stage.
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Mom and Dad smiled at me as I pulled into their driveway. They had always been the most supportive parents. Even when we were failing, they kept pushing me to pursue my dreams. Without Papa Gates and the Sanders, we wouldn't be one of the top selling bands.

"Hey, Matt." Mom kissed my cheek and Dad slapped my back.

"Hey parental units."

"Jimmy tells me you have a new girl. I thought you were off women after Val," Mom said, handing me a glass of water and a cookie.

"Ugh, Val." Dad had never really liked her. When he found out she stole from her parents to get us to Warped, he'd been put off.

"Val wasn't that bad. She was my sweetheart for a long time, Dad. I loved her; we just had to go our separate ways. I still care for her. And Mom, no new girl whatever the Rev says."

Mom shot me a look. "Jimmy doesn't lie, even if he's a crazy bastard."

"Look, there was a woman I met in Houston and Dallas. I got her number, but we live two different lives, and there's no way it can work out."

Both my parents shot me a look. They knew I'd stopped that one night stand shit after Val and I got super serious. So the fact that Jimmy was even mentioning a woman meant something was seriously serious. They weren't wrong. I liked Haylee, but our lives would never meet again. I couldn't ask her to put her life on hold just for the possibility that we could work.

"Can we just drop it, please?"

They nodded and asked about the concert. I knew they didn't want to drop it though. Mom wanted to know more; she always did. What was I supposed to say? I liked Haylee. There wasn't more I could say.

Notes

Short story, sorry lovies.

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