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Halfway through the night’s festivities Jess leaned over to me and giggled drunkenly, “Now I know how you get all your ‘custom’ and ‘unreleased’ stuffy. I should have known there was something up when you gave ne that Syn Gates exclusive for my birthday. Oh, now I know where you’re really gonna be for the next four months, family vacation my ass.” She snorted
“Brian Elwin Haner Junior, you’re such a dick!” I scolded him
"Daww, I love you too baby sister.” Everyone giggled at his drunken professions
“So, you’re sure you’ll be able to live without me for four whole months?” I joked
“I’m partying with Mike while you’re gone babe.” She laughed
“Well fine then, Brian, you’re not allowed to speak to Jess anymore.” I commanded in a motherly tone.
“That’s not fair, but she’s your friend so I have to listen.” Bri shrugged, picking up his drink.
“Damn it Dev! You know I like him, you’d you do that?” she whispered
Bri and I broke out in laughter and she understood it was all a joke. It was always a joke with us.
“Okay guys, it’s time to head home.” Val said, pulling Shads to his feet.
Everyone slowly got up and staggered toward the doors. I was a bit tipsy so Johnny offered to carry me to the limo. I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my face in his chest.
“Do you have everything packed for the tour?” he asked quietly
“Mmmhmm.” I mumbled against his chest
“Okay, babe?” he asked quietly about ten minutes later
“Yeah?” I slurred, lifting my head to look at him.
“You gotta get up, I can’t get you out of the car like this.” He chuckled
I nodded and got out, leaning on Jimmy for support until Johnny got out. Apparently, I had dozed off enough not to notice that I had been placed in the passenger seat of my car. Bri, slid into the driver’s seat as silently as possible and started the car, turning down the radio as fast as possible, knowing it would be up entirely too high. He glanced over at me, probably checking to see if I was still asleep.
“Sorry Mo, go back to sleep and I’ll wake you up when we get to the house.” He smiled and rubbed my shoulder.
“No, it’s fine. I was already awake and if I go back to sleep I’ll never get to bed tonight.” I reassured him looking out the window.
We pulled up to Bri’s house and got out, Jimmy was behind us in Bri’s car since they had ridden down together earlier. I walked through the house quietly, turning on lights and getting a drink in the kitchen. I walked back through the house and didn’t see or hear the guys.
“Bri? Rev?” I called out, stepping into the living room
Suddenly something slammed me to the floor. I screamed in surprised and looked at what had hit me, a couch cushion? I picked it up and walked a little further into the room where I found myself in the middle of an all out battle. Pillows and cushions were flying through the air and the boys were laughing hysterically. Jimmy hopped onto the couch and I sprung over the back beating him with the pillow. Brian lost it and fell to the floor laughing. Jimmy looked up at me stunned and confused. I laughed and sat up on his lap. He sat up as well and Brian calmed down.
“What the hell was that?” Jimmy asked, a gleam in his eye
I just shrugged and hugged him. We all straightened up the room and went to our rooms. I had my own room at Bri’s and Jimmy had taken over the guest room for the night. I passed out and awoke at 6, setting an alarm for 8 and going right back to sleep.

-----Fast forward 3 months----
“Matthey Charles Sanders, what do you think you’re doing?” I screamed leaving he bunks.
“Raping your man, want in?” he chuckled
“Hell yeah I do!” I said jumping on top of them.
We all wrestled an on occasion I’d feel a hand on me or someone kiss or bite me. I always excused it as Johnny trying to get to me and kept fighting. No one was really being mean, we were just playing like we always did. Harmless fun.
There was barely a month left on this leg of the tour and everyone was getting restless. Johnny and I were doing good and Bri had been talking about Jess constantly. Zacky and I still only talked when absolutely necessary and I was okay with that. Of course there were some problems with living with five guys for three months, but I was doing okay.

-----2 weeks later-----
“Don’t start that again. I wasn’t flirting with anyone. Would you please calm down on the drinking? I worry about you Johnny.” We were arguing, again. Just a week ago I caught him getting head from some band slut. We broke up, he begged me back as soon as he sobered up and being ever forgiving me, I gave him another chance.
“Don’t you bitch at me about drinking. I’ll drink all I fucking want, slut.” He yelled in my face
“Whatever.” I was done fighting. We could talk about it when he sobered up a bit.
I turned to walk away and a hand struck me across the face. I froze, collapsed against the wall with a hand against my burning cheek. Both of our faces were frozen in horror. H-he’d hit me. Johnny had just hit me!
I reached a hand out towards me at the same time my eyes welled up and I began sprinting to the bus. He’d never hit me before; never laid a hand on me when he fought. But here we were, he slapped me inhumanly hard, in the face. What had happened to us?
The tears streamed down my face as I ran. Luckily the show was about to start for the night so the bus lot was relatively empty. I went straight to the bus and towards the bathroom. The door was shut, but not locked so I went ahead and opened it.
Zacky, who was relieving himself, looked at me and initially was pissed that I walked in on him, but then horror and worry read across his face as I closed the door behind myself and mumbled an apology. I relocated to my bunk and curled up in the fetal position with tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t handle watching a show after that.
I guess after he finished Zacky came searching for me. Of course I wasn’t very hard to find so he threw back the curtain and assessed the situation be saw in front of him. I’m sure I looked a mess because he looked utterly horrified.
He picked me up bridal style and sat in the floor with me in his lap. I continued sobbing and Zacky sat rocking me and whispering comforting words against my hair. Slowly my tears stopped and the pain, I had all but forgotten about, pounded through. I then noticed that my nose felt broken and my cheek was throbbing. I looked up at Zacky and his eyes expanded in horror again.
“That bad, huh?” I tried to smile, but failed miserably.
“Devyn, your cheek is bruised and I’m pretty sure your nose is broken. What happened to you?” he demanded
“Don’t get mad, but Johnny and I were fighting and he was kind of drinking and he…” I trailed off
“He hit you?!” he yelled
I flinched and nodded. Lately, I had noticed our relationship falling apart; I just didn’t see this happening. We had hidden all of this from everyone so they wouldn’t feel trapped between the two of us. Everything was falling apart for me.
“We need to get you to a hospital. Your nose is definitely broken. I’ll call the guys and te-“I smacked his phone out of his hand.
“Please, no, don’t tell them. I can fix my nose; I’ll just look really tired for a while. Make up can probably make my cheek look okay.” I fumbled for reasons why he doesn’t need to call.
He paused, thinking for a moment. He let out a heavy sigh and ran his hand through his hair, “okay, if you say so. Look, I’ve got to get in there, you skip the show and clean up a bit. You look a mess. Don’t forget to fix your nose. I’ll tell them you didn’t feel well and come back to check on you as soon as I can, okay?” he stood me up and kept me wrapped in a tight embrace.
“Okay.” I mumbled into his chest
He released me and turned to leave. Just as I turned into the bathroom and he opened the door to leave he turned around.
“Hey Baby Gates.” He shouted
“Yes Zacky?” I stepped back into the hallway
“I love you.” He dropped his eyes, being the shy Zacky I had met all that time ago.
A genuine smile broke across my face, “I love you too.”