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Such Synful Thoughts	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 3118 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Avenged Sevenfold. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Zack’s POV

They were walking back to the bus from a small diner where they’d had lunch; he wanted to curl against Matt’s side but the streets were crowded and he wasn’t ready to let the world know about their relationship yet. So he stayed as close as he could to him without drawing attention.

“Matt,” he whispered; the singer turned and looked at him with concern, the black eye Jimmy had given him was starting to fade but it still had a bluish tint around it.

“Zack what’s wrong?” he asked just as quietly, the thick crowd had begun to thin and Matt moved a little closer to him.

“Don’t…don’t fight with him anymore.” He pleaded. Matt sighed and after a moment nodded, “I’ll stay away from him.” He said grudgingly. Zack looked at him gratefully, wishing he could just wrap his arms around him.

Reality: Really what are the worst people could do?
Denial: Tar and feather us.
Reality: Oh please *rolls eyes*
Denial: Beat us, boycott our music, and harass our family…
Reality: …*sigh* those are true. I swear people get scarier everyday.
Sex Drive: I think we need a kiss
Reality/Denial: You’re back!
Sex Drive: I figured you guys had a long enough break =)
Reality: I never thought I’d say this, but, I really missed you.
Sex Drive: Awww!
Denial: You are certainly the lesser of two evils
Sex Drive: I love you too Denial
Denial: Well I’m glad you stopped in for a visit it’s about time for you to go again isn’t it?
Sex Drive: Not until I get my kiss!
Reality: Too many people around

Matt abruptly grabbed his hand and pulled him into a side alley.

“Matt what—” his question was cut off when Matt’s soft lips covered his; he wrapped his arms around the singer’s neck and pulled him closer.

Sex Drive: Alright!
Reality: It’s kinda scary how he reads our mind like that
Denial: If he could read our mind he’d run away screaming
Sex Drive: Or screw us every time we got some alone time ^_~
Reality: You two are far too literal for my taste
Sex Drive: When’s the last time we had sex?
Denial: Not long enough
Reality: Hmm…the day before…
Sex Drive: *wince* Oh yeah…Umm *clears throat* well, we all know that, that is far too long to be without his dick.
Denial: No, no it’s not. I bet we could last another six months
Reality/Sex Drive: o_o You’re outta your mind.

He tangled his hands in Matt’s hair and pulled him closer as their kiss intensified.

Sex Drive: We need sex. Now.
Reality: We can’t have sex in an alley on a populated street, we shouldn’t even be kissing here, God only knows who’s seen us.
Denial: No sex.

They broke the kiss panting, Zack pressed his leg against Matt’s bulging erection and the singer groaned quietly. Matt’s hazel eyes were alive with a lustful fire and Zack moved his leg off of his erection so he could lightly massage the bulge in his pants. Matt’s hips jerked forward and his eyes fluttered closed, small sounds of pleasure trickled from his mouth.

Sex Drive: Suck him.
Denial: No!
Reality: Too public
Sex Drive: Suck Him!
Denial: NO!
Reality: Get back to the bus and you can fuck him.
Sex Drive: O_O WHOOO! Back To The Bus!!
Denial: We are not fucking or sucking anyone

Zack pulled his hand away, “I want you.” He whispered huskily; Matt’s eyes darkened to a gold color and he nodded, he took a few deep breaths and Zack hid a smile as he tried to reign in his erection.

Sex Drive: Jack him off
Denial: No Goddammit!
Reality: Meh, do it, no one can see and we’ll get back to the bus faster.
Sex Drive: =D Yes!
Denial: You’re only letting him do this because he’s been gone for so long *pouts*
Reality: …Yeah, and?
Denial: =p

He reached forward and undid Matt’s pants; the singer looked at him confused, but spread his legs apart more when Zack wrapped a hand around his burning flesh. He sighed and thrust into Zack’s hand.

Sex Drive: Suck him
Denial: No
Reality: I already told you, get him back to the bus and you can do whatever you want
Sex Drive: Not a total blowjob, but enough to get him off and then we’ll finish it when we get back

“Cum for me.” He murmured in Matt’s ear, and then he took a quick look around and dropped to his knees and took the hot flesh in his hand into his mouth. Matt stifled a scream and Zack sucked hard on the tip and massaged his shaft with his hand. He could feel Matt getting close to the edge and he took more of him into his mouth.

“Fuck Zack.” He groaned and then his hips jerked forward once and Zack swallowed his bitter seed.

He stood up and kissed Matt softly, “Bus.”

Matt nodded and kissed him again fiercely;

The kiss was cut short when Zack’s phone rang; he groaned and pulled away from his lover. He pulled the annoying device out and saw Jimmy’s number on the I.D.

Sex Drive: Let it ring
Denial: Answer it
Reality: *sigh* We better answer it.

“Jimmy?”

“Where the fuck are you?” the drummer sounded like he was on the brink of hysteria.

Reality: What the hell is wrong with him?
Sex Drive: This had better not interfere with our sex >.<
Denial: It sounds like Jimmy needs help; I say we hold off all forms of sex until he’s better.
Sex Drive: Oh hell no!

“Jimmy what’s wrong?” he asked worriedly, Matt looked at him with a passive interest; he was still angry at the drummer for hitting Zack.

“Where. Are. You?” he said a little calmer.

Reality: Why is he acting so weird?
Suspicion: Lie.
Denial: We are not going to lie to him
Suspicion: He’s not acting like himself; something happened, lie.
Reality: If something happened we need to be there for him.
Sex Drive: I say we lie and rent a cheap motel room for the day =)

“We’re on our way back to the bus? What’s wrong with you?”

“Matt’s with you?”

He pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at it for a second, he looked at Matt and shrugged; the bigger singer moved closer to him, his presence was a wall that always protected him when shit hit the fan.

“Yeah Matt’s with me. Jimmy what the hell is going on?” they were out of the alley heading toward the bus and Zack started walking a little faster. He had a sick feeling in his stomach and Jimmy’s strange behavior was not helping.

“Does Matt have his knife with him?” Now Jimmy’s voice was taking on an agitated tone.

Reality: What the hell?
Denial: …I don’t think we should talk to him anymore
Reality: I actually agree. He’s not getting anything else until we know what’s going on.

“Jimmy I’m not telling you anything until you tell me what the fuck is going on!” he was afraid of his friend’s strange questions and his changing moods. Matt lightly brushed a hand down his back trying to calm him.

“What street are you on?” Jimmy totally ignored his question and plowed ahead with his own. Zack hung up on him.

“Matt…something’s wrong.” He whispered, he wanted to reach out and hold Matt’s hand but they were closer to the venue and foot traffic had picked up again.

“I won’t let anything hurt you.” He murmured as he threw an arm around his shoulder in a friendly kind of way. Zack sighed and pressed a little closer to him and let his wall hide him. His phone rang again.

Reality: Don’t answer it.
Denial: If something is wrong…
Sex Drive: Don’t answer it, get someplace quiet and let’s fuck!
Reality: Don’t answer it; something is not right with him
Denial: Then we need to be there for him.
Reality: No way, something’s fishy. Don’t answer it.

Matt tugged the phone out of his hand and answered it. He couldn’t hear Jimmy’s part of the conversation but he could tell Matt was getting the same feeling he had by the look on his face.

“No I don’t have my knife with me? What the hell Sullivan? What is wrong with you?” Matt pulled his arm away and slowed his pace until they stopped only a couple blocks from the venue.

“Dammit Jimmy what the hell is going on?” Matt snarled, it was quiet for a second and then, “I’m not telling you anything until I know what’s going on.” Matt flipped the phone shut and handed it back to Zack.

“Do you wanna go back or go hang somewhere else until he works out whatever it is?” Matt asked. Zack’s phone started to ring again, he looked at it for a moment and thought.

Reality: Let him work it out.
Denial: We need to know what’s wrong!
Curiosity: We need to know what’s wrong.
Suspicion: No, let him work it out something is very off with him.
Sex Drive: Let’s go somewhere else! ^_~

“I don’t know…I mean, if something is really wrong I don’t wanna just leave him but…” He chewed on his piercings as he tried to sort through his thoughts.

“Let’s go see what’s bothering him, if he wants to start a fight we’ll leave.” Matt sighed after a moment. Zack thought over it for another minute and then nodded and started walking again.

A sense of dread came over him when he saw their bus, he started to slow his pace and then he tugged Matt to a stop. The singer stayed by his side and then moved slightly ahead of him in a, now familiar, protective stance.

Suspicion: Get out. Get out, get out, get out! Something is totally fucked up here get out!
Reality: Yeah, I think we should go
Denial: Why is the bus so creepy?
Sex Drive: See, we should’ve just turned around and started looking for a cheap motel.

“Matt I don’t wanna be here,” he whispered, he grabbed his hand and gave it a gentle tug and the singer willingly followed.

Jimmy walked around the side of the bus before they had taken more than five steps back, “Zacky don’t move.” His voice was hard and angry. Zack stopped and looked at him confused and worried; Matt moved more in front of him and shifted his feet to his offensive fighting position.

“Jimmy what the hell is going on?” Zack’s quiet voice carried easily to the bus but Jimmy didn’t answer him. From around the bus a swarm of officers appeared with guns drawn; Jimmy backed out of their way.

“Police! Get your hands where I can see ‘em!”

Reality: Oh shit, get out from behind him!
Denial: We’re safer back here
Reality: They’re gonna taser us if they can’t see us, Move!

Zack stepped timidly out from behind Matt’s larger frame; once he was in sight someone grabbed him from behind and dragged him away from his lover. He made a small surprised and scared sound and Matt whipped around, he growled and took three steps toward him before the sizzling sound of a taser dropped him.

He fell to the ground as muscle spasms racked his body, his eyes rolled back for a second and then he was back, his breathing was ragged, and he cried out miserably.

Reality: What The Fuck Is Going On Here!?
Denial: I don’t know, I don’t know!
Hysteria: Jesus Christ are they gonna kill us?!
Self-Preservation: Just do what they tell you to do we don’t wanna get tasered!

“Matt!” He broke away from the hands holding him and tried to get to him but more people stopped him and dragged him away. Three officers turned Matt onto his stomach and cuffed his hands behind his back before they pulled him to his feet and half carried, half dragged him to a squad car.

Reality: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?!
Denial: O_O Where is Matt going? They can’t take Matt, Matt stays here with us.
Sex Drive: You have got to be kidding me. The one day we have nothing to do, the one day where we could’ve snuggled in the back lounge and screwed All Day and he gets tasered and thrown into a squad car. I think I’m gonna scream.
Reality: We are gonna scream, this is such bogus Bullshit! What the fuck did he do!
Denial: This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening, this isn’t happening, this isn’t…

Within ten minutes Matt had been taken away and now there was an officer asking him questions. He looked at the man blankly and then slowly sat down. The officer’s voice faded to a dull roar in the background of his mind and he tried to keep himself from curling into the fetal position and crying.

Reality: Not good, so not good. We need him right now.
Denial: That didn’t just happen.
Paranoia: Jesus Christ what if Brian corners us again?
Hysteria: AHHHHHHHH!
Hindsight: We should’ve just told Jimmy to go screw himself. We shouldn’t have come.
Reality: We’re gonna be alright. We’ll just post bail for him and then everything will be alright. We got this; we just need to hold ourselves together until we can get him out.

“Zack!” Jimmy’s agitated voice cut through the fog that had begun to surround him. He looked up from the ground and stared at Jimmy’s cold blue eyes.

“Mr. Baker we need you to answer some questions.” The original officer had been joined by two more; all three gave him a weird look.

“Son you’re gonna burn yourself on that black top, c’mon stand up.”

He could vaguely feel his legs burning but he didn’t really care, someone grabbed one of his arms and hauled him to his feet.

“You need to answer our questions Mr. Baker.” The disjointed voice broke through again and he looked at the police surrounding him. It seemed like every time he looked up there were more of them; three more officers in street clothes had joined their uniformed brothers.

“Where was Mr. Sanders at ten o’ clock this morning?” one of the plain clothed detectives barked.

Reality/Denial/Sex Drive: Fuck Off!

“Where is he?” he looked around dazedly, he wanted Matt. He didn’t like these people and he wanted Matt.

“Mr. Baker, we need you to focus so we can find out what happened to your friend.” The detective got an inch away from his face; his steel gray eyes were hard and unforgiving.

“Where’s Matt?”

“Mr. Baker if you don’t start cooperating I’m gonna take you down to the station and book you with Obstruction of a Police Investigation.” The detective’s voice took on a hard edge and Zack took a step back from him.

Denial: I don’t wanna talk to him.
Reality: If we talk to them they’ll go away.

“He’s been with me all day.” Zack mumbled, he shook his head and his hair fell between them like a curtain. It was only a small comfort; the detective took a step toward him counteracting the step back he had taken.

“And what has been ‘all day’?” He asked coldly.

Denial: Step off bitch!
Reality: Just tell him what he wants and they’ll go away and we can go find Matt.

“We left the bus around ten. This is the first time we’ve been back.” His voice became a little distant as he looked around.

Denial: He’s not here
Dreamer: Well you never know. He might’ve slipped the cuffs and knocked the two officers unconscious. He could be driving back this way right now at a hundred miles an hour.
Denial: There’s a grate between the officers and the people in the back. You know that we’ve ridden in police cars before.
Dreamer: Maybe Moe helped him.
Denial: Moe? Moe! Our imaginary friend from preschool? Have you lost all of your good senses!?
Reality: I’m going to agree with him on that one.
Dreamer: Between the two of you it’s a wonder curiosity and I even have a place.
Denial: Oh come on we’re not that bad.
Reality: If it’ll make us feel better we can pretend Matt has hijacked a police car and is speeding to our rescue.
Dreamer: ^_^ Yay!

“Mr. Baker do you know if Mr. Sanders stabbed Brian Haner?”

Reality: What?
Denial: No he didn’t.
Reality: Seriously. What part of ‘all day’ do these people not get?
…
Reality/Denial: Jesus Christ someone stabbed Brian!?

His mind came back into focus and he looked at the detective’s distorted image through his hair, “No…Matt, he’s been with me since this morning…where’s Brian?”

Reality: Good Sweet Christ, someone stabbed Brian!
Curiosity: Is he dead?
Denial: NO he’s not dead!

“Mr. Haner is in the ICU right now. Do you know if Mr. Sanders would have had time to stab Mr. Haner before you left for the day?”

Reality: I’m pretty sure we would’ve noticed that.
Denial: Unless he hid the body
Reality: If you get Paranoia started again I’ll bitch slap you from here to next Tuesday.
Paranoia: Matt’s a killer! We’ve been sleeping with the enemy!
Denial: *runs away*

“Why would Matt stab Brian?”

“We have a source that says Mr. Sanders tried to strangle Mr. Haner in an altercation a couple days ago? Perhaps Mr. Sanders decided to finish the job”

“He wasn’t ready to forgive Brian but he didn’t want to kill him.” Zack whispered defensively. He was going to whoop Jimmy’s ass the next chance he got.

“What did Mr. Haner do that needed forgiving?” The detective’s eyes took on a probing gaze that seemed to go right through him.

“What did your source not have the spine to tell you that part of the story?” He said coldly, “I’m done with you. Next time you wanna ask me questions you can haul me down to the station where I’ll meet my lawyer.”

Reality: That was a movie moment right there.
Denial: Just make sure we don’t trip.

He turned and walked away from the group; he felt sick and scared. He knew the police would find out about what had happened, and when they found that out they would find out about his relationship with Matt. He knew someone would leak it to the media; it was only a matter of time.

“Zack!” Jimmy ran to catch up with him and then stopped in front of him.

“What?” Zack kept his eyes hard and his voice frosty. It didn’t faze the drummer, he fixed Zack with his own icy blue stare, “Did Matt stab Brian?”

“I already told your police buddies that he’s been with me all day. Why do you wanna compare notes?” he spat.

“Would you tell me if he did?” Jimmy’s eyes thawed to a blazing fury. Zack stared at him for a moment and then walked away.

A/N: Yes, Brian is alive…for now…But what of Matt and Zack? What has Matt done and what is Zack going to do?
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