HOME | DD

Description
“Good.” He said with a nod and a smile, “I’ll check on you soon.” He shouted ducking out the door and scampering off to the show.
I leaned against the wall smiling for a minute before I realized just how much it hurt to do so. Back into the bathroom I went, dreading my reflection. Of course it looked dreadful, I had a broken nose, like Zacky said, complete with blood dried under it, and a huge, hand shaped bruise covering my left cheek. Tears and mascara stained rivers down my face as well. I looked like shit.
I pulled a wash cloth out of the cabinet and clenched it between my teeth as I pushed and pulled my nose back into place. After I finished that I dropped the cloth into the sink and ran steaming water on it to wash off my face. Everything hurt as it touched my face and I avoided touching my nise. Quickly, I changed into shorty shorts and a baggy tee shirt and curled p in my bunk. I was exhausted and had too much to think about. I couldn’t face Johnn any time soon, eventually Bri would figure out something was up, and I’d need a viable story, I’d just told Zacky I love him, and to top it all off I had a broken nose and black ckeep to cover up for three more weeks before we get off this tour. FUCK!
Keeping true to his word, Zacky came back three hours later to check on me. He gave me some medicine and told me that Bri was going to come see me before they went to the club and that when he’d said I was sick Johnny looked like he was going to die. He’s been a zombie ever since apparently. Quickly, he missed my good cheek and grabbed his wallet, disappearing out the door just as I heard someone else enter. I turned towards the wall, covering my bad cheek and hiding the heavy bruising in the shadows.
“Hey baby sis, not feeling so well?” Bri asked, sitting softly on the edge of my bed.
“Migraine brotha. You go and have fun, I’ll be back up tomorrow. Promise.” I croaked, keeping my face covered.
“Okay, there’s some Excedrin in my bunk if you need more, I know Zacky got you some. Gt some sleep doll. I’ll talk to you in the morning, love you sis.” He missed the back of my head, closed my curtain and he was gone.
It was an eerie silence I hadn’t experienced since the tour started. I got up, unable to sleep, and made my way to the tiny kitchenette. I grabbed a clean bowl and spoon and got myself of Count Chocula to enjoy while I watched some tele.
I’d just gotten comfortable when someone walked through the door. I hurried to hide my face under the blanket and look normal before they could see me.
“Oh, sorry, Zacky and Syn said you were staying in bed. I’ll go just as soon as I get my wallet.” Johnny bowed his head and went to his bunk.
I dropped the blanket and watched him ruffle through his bag until he found his wallet. He stuffed it into his pocket and turned to leave when he caught sight of my face. His jaw dropped and tears formed in his eyes.
“Di-did I do th-tha-that?” he cried brokenly
“Yes, my nose is broken. I took care of it though.” My voice held no emotion
“Oh, so, um, you didn’t show Brian did you? Did Zacky see?” he was hurt pretty bad. I cared about him, but I was hurt much worse.
“I didn’t show Bri just let, I’m letting it heal a little before I show anyone else. Yes, Zacky knows the truth; I’m telling everyone else I got hit by a door. They won’t hate you for this.” I sighed
“They should, I hate myself. I’m really sorry, please forgive me.” He begged
“It’s not that easy Johnny. So for now we won’t be talking so much. To them,” I jerked a thumb out the window, “we broke up on good terms. But Johnny, this relationship is suspended indefinitely. No more us, sorry.” I shrugged
“I understand. I really am sorry Devyn. I love you.” He whispered wiping his eyes and leaving immediately.
Everything hit me when I heard the car leave with the guys. It was a crippling pain that seared through my veins like fire and acid. I curled up and wept uncontrollably for a few hours.

-----Another 2 weeks later-----
My nose had healed pretty quickly and Zacky had become my protector. I did as I said and told the guys I got hit by a door after the hand shaped bruises on my cheek faded. I still looked terrible and Johnny had been on a downward spiral ever since he hit me. We’d hardly spoken a dozen words to each other since the “incident.” My old feelings for Zacky had resurfaced since we were spending so much time together. He was acting like the Zacky I had bonded with in the first place. I was falling dangerously close to in love again with darling Zacky. Man am I fucked!
“Hey Zacky, where’s my eyeliner and orange shadow?” I yelled digging through my makeup case, “Zacky, where the fu-“ I walked straight into Brian’s chest. At the moment I realized I hadn’t managed to cover up my face yet. It looked way to bad to be a chance encounter with a door. I still looked like hell and the only people that had seen my face uncovered since everything went down.
“Watch what you’re doing Mo. Whoa, what the fuck happened to your face?” he near shouted, running a finger over the black bruises under my eye
“Uh, you want the truth or will another door to the care story going to work?” I couldn’t keep the truth from him
“Well, the truth would be nice.” He smiled bitterly
“Well, I was obviously never hit by the door. You know how me and Johnny broke up a while back?” he nodded, his lips a tight line, “Well, it wasn’t really on good terms. We’d been arguing for a couple weeks before that and he was drinking heavier than ever. Surprising, huh? Well. We were arguing about nothing, yet again, and I gave up. I was about to leave when he, we he, uh, hit me.” I mumbled
“HE WHAT?!” he bellowed with fire in his eyes.
“Bri, please, no. I promised him I wouldn’t tell anyone but Zacky and that wasn’t even intentional.” I sobbed
“He fucking hit you. I should kill him.” He growled through his teeth
“I’ve already made him feel bad enough for it. He had to see me the night it happened. He saw it right after I cleaned myself up. That was awful.” I sounded cold and indifferent again
“Are you okay? Like, are you not bothered or anything?” he was finally calming down
“Yeah, I’m fine now. Zacky has been helping out a lot. Don’t worry about me. I’m a big girl now, you’re my big brother, but I think I’ve got this one. Please don’t tell anyone, I’ll tell Matt and Jimmy when I’m ready. I love you Bri.” I smiled
“Okay, I’ll be watching out for you, but if you say you’re okay I believe you. I love you too Dev.” He smiled and left the bus
“Zachary James Baker, where is my makeup?”
“Wait a damn minute, put on your foundation and shit and I’ll send it your way!” he yelled from the front.
“Dick.” I giggled to myself as I finished my base
Johnny brought me the makeup Zacky had stolen and glanced at my face. It pained him to see what he had done. I had begun to feel bad about my attitude so I was going to play a little nicer.
“It’s healing slowly Johnny. It should look pretty normal in a week or so.” I smiled
“Oh, so you’re doing okay then?” he half smiled
“Yeah, I am. Quit beating yourself up over this, I’ll be fine soon enough. Give me a hug please?” I knew what I had done to him was wrong, I felt awful
“I’d love that more than anything.” He smiled, hugging me tightly. He inhaled deeply and let me go, “I know we’ll never date again, but it makes me feel better knowing we can at least be friends again.” He smiled, kissing my cheek, “I really am sorry about all this mess.”
He left after hugging me one more and handing over the makeup. We were getting ready to go shopping since it was one of our days off. We were nearing home and after four months of outrageous touring we were running out of clothes and sanity.

“Someone used all of my black eyeliner, so I’m going to Hot Topic to stock up. Zachary, you’re going with me since you use my makeup about as much as I so.” I gave him a pointed glare
“Well alright then. Guys, we’re out.” He smiled pulling me with him
I ended up with an arm full of clothing and pretty much one of every form of makeup they had. Some kids stared while others whispered to their friends. I wanted to snap, “Yes, he’s Zacky Vengeance of Avenged Sevenfold ask for the picture already!” I kept quiet because I knew how often this happened to them and wanted to give him a chance to avoid it. It was getting to the point that the fans even asked for pictures with me or even my autograph, in extreme situations. I was strangely famous and I couldn’t help but bask in the attention a little.
We made our way up to the check out and the cashier stared doe eyed at Zacky in her A7x tank top. I snorted, set my stuff on the counter and looked at the magazines they had Metal Blade, Revolver, World Drummer, and Guitar were easily ignored however, the cover of Spin caught my attention immediately. My stomach turned in horror as I stared at the pictures on the front cover. Zacky and I were smoking beside the bus which didn’t bother me, it’s our thing, but what bothered me was the deep purple bruises on my face. I looked like I had gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson. A smaller, inset picture showed Johnny and I seemingly arguing with the headline “troubled travels for Avenged Sevenfold?” Tears welled up in my eyes and I threw an issue at Zacky.
“What the…how? Fuck!” he shouted, throwing it to the ground. We paid for everything and a copy of the magazine then called everyone to meet in the food court.
Zacky tossed the magazine on the table and let out a ragged breath raking his hands through his hair as he paced around the table. Everyone stared in disbelief and I sobbed hysterically.
“Dude, what is this?” Shads said pointing to the pictures
“The fuck if I know. Where’d they get the picture or story?” Zacky yelled
Again silence engulfed the group. Johnny looked absolutely sick, Bri and Zacky were furious, Shads and Jimmy leafed through the article, and I just cried. Jimmy announced that there were no names, but the story said that after weeks of arguments, Johnny and I got a little too heated and I was hit. It said Zacky and Johnny had gotten into a scuffle shortly thereafter and that Bri was quitting the band. I was being kicked off the tour by Warner Brothers and everything would probably wind down for the guys. “Is the young Miss Haner going to be the end for the boys of Avenged Sevenfold?” was the final line of the article.
“I really hope that this is a load of shit, but I just don’t know right now. Guys, what’s really going on?” Shads asked facing Zacky, Johnny, Bri, and myself
Silence, silence, silence, unnerving silence
“The part about Dev and I is pretty much true. We did fight for a few weeks and I ended up getting too drunk one night. She tried to leave and wait until I was sober to talk about it, but I ended up hitting her out of rage. As far as I know, Zacky and I never got into a fight and I’ve heard nothing of Syn quitting, but you should probably ask him about that.” Johnny blurted
“Why would I quit? I love this band and I’m fine with Johnny; a little pissed that he can’t control his temper like he can’t control is liquor, but that’s whatever. I’m in it till the end.” Bri smiled, clapping a hand on Johnny’s shoulder
“Well okay then. Zacky and Devyn, anything to add?” Jimmy smiled
“They pretty much covered it all. The picture of us came from a late night smoke break after I had taken off my makeup. The one with Johnny was when we were holding each other up because we were both smashed. Zacky only knew about everything because he saw me on the bus right after it happened and we all know I can’t keep a secret from Bri. I was going to tell you two once it had healed a little more. I’m sorry it happened this way. I love you all dearly and maybe it is best if I just head home now. I’m sorry I caused you guys any trouble.” I mumbled to last bit, sniffling
“You’re not going anywhere. We understand that shit happens and you two were a pretty public couple; things were bound to turn up. You’re part of our family and we aren’t mad at anyone involved. We’ll arrange a press release when we get home and straighten things out. Now, we have a part to get ready for so I suggest we head back to the hotel rooms. Leggo!” Shads smiled as everyone covered me in a group hug.