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Something In My Head	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 3396 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- 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 slowly woke stiff and achy with the soft light of the morning sun slightly warming the side of his face. He groaned and tried to hide his face from the vicious light, he had a headache that could stop a charging elephant.

Reality: Oh fucking hell
Denial: Where the hell are we?
Sex Drive: I remember Syn and something about fucking…
Denial: That’s all you *ever* remember
Reality: We gotta find the guys, they’ve gotta be freaking out

Zack started to sit up and crumpled to the ground when his side screamed at him, it hurt to breathe and every time he tried to move something caught on his skin and tore at it painfully.

Reality: Christ what the hell is going on?!
Denial: Where are we?
Sex Drive: This is not fun
Reality: We have our phone right?

Zack slowly reached for his phone wincing as his skin tore, he pulled it out and with more pain he dialed Matt’s number and put it to his ear.

“Zack *Where The Hell Are You*!?!” Matt picked up on the first ring, his stressed voice made Zack’s stomach twist in fear.

“Matty, it hurts, I can’t move.” Zack closed his eyes as the pain in his side flared up.

“Where are you?!” His voice was a strained calm and it sounded like he was opening and closing doors or something and then he faintly heard other voices.

“I dunno, its green, it hurts.” Zack trembled in the cold morning and wished he was curled with Matt at the hotel, pressed against him, wrapped in his hot, spicy aroma.

“It’s green? Are you outside, does anything look familiar, are you by a building?” The pseudo calm that had been in Matt’s voice was quickly being replaced by panic.

Reality: Ya’ know Matty freaking out is *not* helping
Denial: Why does he sound so far away?
Reality: He does doesn’t he? He wasn’t that far when we called was he?
Denial: Maybe, I can’t remember

“Matty I’m cold.” Zack winced as sharp pains started shooting from his side.

“I know baby, I’m gonna find you, hold on.” Matt’s warm voice covered him like a fleecy blanket.

“Matty,” he shook in the dewy dawn, “keep talking.” He felt his eyelids growing heavy as the pain in his side increased.

“Zacky do you know how far you went, or even which way? C’mon Zacky you’ve gotta help me.” There was a pleading note in his voice under the growing panic.

“Left and then,” Zack whimpered and tried to huddle into a warm ball but the pain in his side flared to agony with the small movement he let out a pained cry. “I can’t remember, I ran back…that’s all I remember.” It was starting to hurt more when he breathed; he resorted to a shallow pant that lessoned the agony, a little.

“Left and then you ran back…green…Zacky are you in the park? Call out or something.” Matt sounded out of breath, like he was running.

Reality: What if he’s not in the right spot?
Denial: What if he’s in the wrong park? There’s gotta be more than one
Reality: Are we even in the park?

Zack called out and felt the warmth of hope spread through him when there was a chorus of answering calls; like a deranged game of marco polo they called back and forth until finally the loud calls turned to relieved whispers in his ear. The painful cage he was in was pulled away and Matt’s spicy scent enveloped him and dulled the pain.

“I’ve got ya’ baby, I’ve got ya’.” The light kisses Matt ran down his neck as he gently picked him up began to lull Zack into a light doze.

For the second time in as many weeks Zack woke in the hospital, he sighed and looked around the room and was surprised when he found it empty.

Reality: Where is everyone?
Denial: Did the corpse man get them?
Reality: The corpse man isn’t real
Denial: You don’t know that, for all you know he’s in the corner waiting for us to go to sleep
Reality: …He’s not real, you’re paranoid

He let out a small sound when something wrapped around his shoulders and waist, “Shh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you I thought you were still asleep.” Matt’s warm breath ghosted across his neck and was followed by a sweet kiss. Zack relaxed and snuggled back into his warm embrace.

“Where is everyone?” Zack tried to turn to face him but was stopped when Matt tightened his arms, “Uh-uh, no moving, you tore your stitches out. Johnny and Jimmy are out looking for Brian, he won’t answer his phone.” Matt sighed.

“’Kay, where the hell was I?” he snuggled further into Matt’s embrace.

“You were in the park a couple blocks from the hotel.”

“Where? It felt like I had fishing hooks in my skin.” Matt shuddered, “Thanks for that visual. Anyway, you were in a, what did Jimmy call it…oh yeah, ‘a Satan bush’. It was full of thorns and they were like an inch long and fucking sharp and just really…” he shook again and nuzzled his head into the back of Zack’s neck, “It was just evil, it took like ten minutes to pull all of the thorns out of you. Evil, evil fuckin’ bush, I think Rev said he was gonna burn it or somethin’, I dunno, you know how crazy he is.” His warmth disappeared when he pulled away; Zack let out a small whine but quieted when Matt reappeared in front of him.

“Do I really mean that much to you?” he asked with a small smile.

Reality: What?!
Denial: Why would he ask that?
Reality: Matty, what the hell

“Matt?” Zack looked at him, hurt in his eyes. Matt mirrored his look, “I saw you with Syn last night.”

Sex Drive: We were with Syn? WHERE THE HELL WAS I!?!?
Reality: What?
Denial: No we weren’t

“Huh?” the hurt turned to confusion and he reached out to Matt but he pulled away.

“Matt I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Zack withdrew his hand with pain back in his eyes.

“You don’t remember last night?” he asked doubtfully, he walked further away from Zack to lean against the door and stare at him.

“I remember…blue Billy and…I had to find Jimmy and then running and the corpse man…” Zack looked at him pleadingly, “That’s it Matt, that’s all I remember.”

“You don’t remember Synyster almost fucking you in front of the elevators.” Matt’s stare turned stony.

Reality: What the hell?
Sex Drive: WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!
Denial: No he didn’t
Sex Drive: How the *HELL* do we not remember *That*??!

“Matt what are you talking about? I don’t remember, Matty.” Zack was starting to panic, “I don’t, just the…nightmare, the nightmare that tries to kill me every fuckin’ night.” He closed his eyes and tried to force back the wave of fear that threatened to drown him.

“Zacky,” Matt was next to him in an instant, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” he kissed his forehead, “You don’t know how much that hurt, to see you with him.” He closed his eyes, they sat there a moment, and Zack calmed down and just enjoyed Matt’s presence.

“What is it?” Matt’s lips brushed his forehead when he spoke.

“What is what?” Zack lifted his head and lightly pressed his lips to Matt’s.

“The nightmare, the only thing you’ve ever told us about it is the corpse thing. What’s the dream?” Matt lightly ran the tip of his tongue over Zack’s lips; Zack reached up and gently caught the muscle between his teeth. Matt paused and then slid his tongue further into Zack’s mouth and playfully stroked Zack’s tongue until the guitarist groaned and twined his hands in his hair and pulled him closer. Matt finally pulled away breathless and gave him a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth, “Will you tell me?” he mumbled against Zack’s lips; Zack turned his head and kissed him again then sighed.

“The beginning is always the same. I’m in the dark, total dark, I can’t tell which way is up or down and I’m just spinning and then when I think I’m gonna go crazy something stops me, it’s like something just grabs my legs and drags me down.” He shivered and pulled Matt closer and buried his head in the hollow of his neck and inhaled his fiery incense and quietly continued his story, “Then I get this feeling, I-I don’t really know what it is, it’s like I just know something’s coming and it’s gonna hurt me. I try to get away but I can’t move and I can feel him getting closer, he starts laughing, it’s this deranged sound that—it scares me. It terrifies me and I try to scream but there’s something covering my mouth and…” he stopped again.

“I won’t let him hurt you Zacky.” Matt lay down next to him and tenderly tangled their limbs together.

“The corpse man just kind of comes outta nowhere, his eyes are gone, they’re just black holes that—that I can just feel the hate coming from and his skin is mangled and torn, it just hangs off him like ribbons. He smells like death, the stench makes me choke, he gets right up in my face and…and sometimes he rips at me, tears my skin off and gauges my eyes, other times he rips my heart out but sometimes…not often, sometimes I get saved.” Zack shuddered and hugged Matt even closer.

“Saved?” Matt kissed his trembling eyelids, Zack swallowed thickly, “Sometimes there’s something—someone that stops him, scares him away and the dark goes away and I feel safe, then I usually just drift off into something else or wake up.” He opened his eyes and met Matt’s loving brown ones.

“What saves you Zacky?” Zack could barely hear his whisper.

“You Matty, you scare the nightmare away and hold me safe until I wake up.” Matt looked at him disbelieving and then kissed him softly, “That thing’s never gonna hurt you again. Ever.” For the first time in three years Zack felt safe not only in the waking world but knew he would be safe in dreamland too; he pulled himself closer to Matt and relaxed completely. The sweet moment was broken by the loud ring of Matt’s phone. He groaned and pulled his phone out of his pocket, “Hello.” His lips rested delicately on Zack’s forehead.

“What? Where are you?” Matt twisted around and looked at the door and laughed, “Jimmy and Johnny are here.” He started to pull away but Zack pulled him back, “Don’t go, please.” Matt relaxed again and snuggled next to him again as Jimmy and Johnny walked in.

“Are you sure we’re not interrupting.” Johnny asked with a smile; Jimmy snaked a hand around his waist and pulled him in for a short kiss. Matt raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything.

“What?” Johnny moved so Rev could wrap both arms around him, Zack snickered and tucked his head against Matt’s chest.

“Brian’s at the bus, he refuses to talk to us.” Jimmy yawned and shook his head.

“He’s safe?” Matt asked lightly running his fingers up Zack’s neck, Jimmy nodded.

“We’ll talk to him when we get back, the doctors are adjusting Zack’s meds so he doesn’t get fucked up anymore and then we can go.” Matt said kissing Zack’s forehead.

“Brian…” Matt threw his hands up and stalked out of the room, Johnny and Jimmy had given up almost fifteen minutes ago and now it was just Brian and Zack in the back lounge.

“Brian.” Zack wrapped his arms around his unmoving, silent friend, “Brian talk to me, please.”

Reality: We don’t know what happened last night, but it was enough to really freak us out and now Brian refuses to talk to anyone
Sex Drive: I don’t think anything Brian did was bad
Denial: Then why did we freak out
Reality: We can’t lose him over this

Brian sat absolutely still; Zack was tempted to push him off the couch just to prove he was still alive. The guitarist hadn’t spoken since they had gotten back from the hospital; he was just sitting with his head in his hands staring at the floor.

“Brian, tell me what’s wrong,” he sighed, he’d been asking that for almost two hours and he still wasn’t squawking. “Brian, I can’t lose you. You’ve been one of my best friends for years, you’re my go-to guy on guitar, and I need you Brian.” Zack whispered hugging him tighter. Finally he moved, he turned his head to look at Zack with disbelief written on his face, “You need me?! Are you insane, I tried to fuckin’ rape you and you’re tellin’ me what a great friend I am?!” he stood and moved away from Zack to the other side of the smallish room where he began to pace like a caged animal.

“Brian you fucked up, we all do it, and you are a great friend.” Zack said also standing.

“I did a little more than ‘fuck up’ Zack.” He stopped pacing when Zack walked over and grabbed his arm, “You didn’t mean to.” He whispered resting his head on his shoulder.

“Yes I did, I wanted to take you back to my room without anyone knowing and I wanted…I wanted…fuck Zacky you didn’t even know what the hell I was doing. I could’ve hurt you.”

“You wouldn’t have hurt me.”

“Yes I would. I just wanted to be in you so bad, I knew how easy it would be to get you upstairs, in bed…” he tugged his arm away from Zack and started pacing again.

Reality: I’ll admit, that’s kinda scary
Denial: There’s no way he would’ve hurt us
Sex Drive: I am so sick of getting *almost* fucked

“Brian, you wouldn’t have hurt me.” Zack said tackling the other man against the wall, “And I’m not letting you go until you forgive yourself.” Zack pushed his face into his neck and inhaled his pungent scent and waited for Brian to relax.

“Zacky, I can’t. I know what I wanted…what I *want* to do to you and how close I was to it…how pissed I was when you pushed me away. I started after you, but after the first block you were gone and I’m glad you were. I know if I had found you in that park I would’ve…” he shook in Zack’s firm embrace and tried to pull away.

“Brian, I love you.” Zack kissed his neck, “You’re a brother to me, I love you, and I forgive you of anything you think you might’ve done.” Zack nuzzled into his neck and kissed him again.

“You moved.” Jimmy peeked in and then walked all the way in, Synyster tensed.

“I’m not gonna hurt you man, I just have to drag Zack away so he can take his meds.” Jimmy watched them for a moment and then pounced on the pair and wrapped them both in a fierce hug, “Group hug!” and then grabbing Zack’s arm he bounded away dragging a laughing Zack with him.

Brian followed a few minutes later, still not himself but talking, sort of. He only spoke when spoken to and wouldn’t meet anyone’s eyes, Zack growled and broke out of Matt’s loose hold and tackled the other guitarist to the floor and held him there.

“Zacky let go.” Synyster’s growl made Zack rethink his decision to take him down but he held firm.

“No I already told you I wasn’t lettin’ go.” Zack sincerely hoped he was strong enough to hold him; Johnny and Matt stared at him quizzically.

Reality: This has got to look really weird
Denial: We are really weird
Sex Drive: Now that we have him pinned to the ground…
Denial: No, no, no, you can do what you want with Matt
Sex Drive: O.O You mean it!! Oh God this is gonna be *so much fun*!!!!
Denial: I shouldn’t have said anything -_-
Reality: Where’s Jimmy?
Denial: With Johnny
Reality: No, he was a minute ago but now he’s gone

Zack squeaked and tried to push away from Synyster when he saw the drummer flying towards them but it was to little to late; Rev landed on the pair with a ‘thud’ and a loud groan from Zack and much swearing from Brian. Matt and Johnny laughed until tears started to leak from their eyes.

Reality: Found ‘em
Denial: I think he tried to kill us
Sex Drive: Jimmy and Syn on top of us, does it get any better ^_^
Reality: It would be better if we could breathe
Denial: It would be better if he hadn’t landed on us

“I’m gonna kill you both.” Brian panted trying to shove Rev off of him. Zack gave a breathless laugh, “Ugh, Jimmy, can’t breathe, move you’re fat ass.” Jimmy laughed and rolled off of Synyster and then pulled the pair up. Synyster glared at both of them, Jimmy laughed and ran for the back lounge and Zack hid behind a still laughing Matt.

Reality: Instant Synyster, just piss ‘em off and he’s back
Denial: I doubt he’s back to normal
Reality: No, but he’s closer than he was
Sex Drive: So when you say we can do anything with Matt, do you mean *anything*?
Reality: Oh lord
Denial: >.O, I don’t even want to know

Reality: He tastes like cinnamon
Sex Drive: He tastes amazing
Denial: Is this really happening
Reality: Yes and I don’t want it to stop
Sex Drive: See what you two have been making us miss

Jimmy and Johnny had taken a still sullen Synyster out for shots and a night out leaving Zack and Matt alone on the bus.

Zack groaned and arched his back as Matt’s hands teased the sensitive skin on his stomach and sucked on the juncture of his shoulder and neck.

Reality: You know, much as I’m enjoying this
Sex Drive: Unless you’re gonna say ‘call Syn’ I don’t wanna hear it
Denial: We are not calling Syn
Reality: Doctor’s orders say…
Sex Drive: Don’t
Reality: No Sex
Sex Drive: God Dammit!!

“Matt,” Zack gasped as his skilled hands quickly undid his pants and slid them off, “No drugs,” Matt stripped his boxers off and began to slowly stroke him, “No alcohol,” Zack cried out and arched into his hand, “No, Sex.” The hand on his erection stopped and Matt looked up at him with eyes heavy with lust, “Huh?”

“Stitches, no sex.” Zack groaned and collapsed against the floor; Matt growled.

Reality: But there is something else we can do…
Denial: No
Sex Drive: O.O Reality you are a genius
Reality: I know
Denial: You’re both stupid
Sex Drive/Reality: Shut up

“Matt,” Zack pulled his head up and planted a kiss on his lips, “I know something that I can do.”

“What?” The dark lust that was in his eyes had faded a little but came back when Zack pushed him onto his back and started to unbutton his pants.

Reality: We are going to blow his mind ^_^
Sex Drive: No, we’re gonna blow his dick
Denial: Are we sure we wanna do this?

“I’m gonna give you the best blow of your life.” Zack whispered huskily in his ear; Matt groaned and pushed into him. Zack laughed and started kissing down his body, lightly biting every now and then making the singer squirm. Zack raked his short nails down the inside of Matt’s thighs and then soothed the stinging red lines with small licks and light kisses, Matt yelped and tangled his hands in Zack’s silky hair and pulled his head to his throbbing erection. Zack lightly licked up his burning member and then stopped and waited for Matt to look at him. When Matt’s hooded eyes met Zack’s bright green Zack casually slid Matt’s entire length into his mouth without breaking eye contact. Matt’s eyes widened when he hit the back of Zack’s throat and Zack didn’t blink but held him there and slowly rolled his tongue against him. Zack smiled around his length and started to suck hard with him still down his throat, a growl rumbled from Matt’s chest as he threw his head back and arched almost completely off the floor. Zack pulled back until he was just lightly sucking the tip and then went down on him again. Matt’s low rumbling growl turned into a high-pitched, whining pant as he thrust into Zack’s throat, Zack started stroking himself in time with Matt’s thrusts.

Reality: I had no idea his voice went that high
Denial: How the hell…?
Sex Drive: *laughing hysterically* Make him do it again!

Zack pulled back again and swirled his tongue around his head and took him in again, scraping his teeth across his sensitive skin, Matt swore and thrashed his head from side to side. Zack sucked him deeper and harder than before, the whine disappeared and was replace by the low growl that seemed to make Matt’s entire body vibrate. Zack gently bit the base of his cock and smiled when the growl jumped two octaves to a soprano scream.

Reality: My God I think that was higher than the last one
Denial: There is no way his voice goes that high
Sex Drive: *still laughing* This is officially our new pastime
Reality: What, seeing how high we can get him
Sex Drive: Yes =D

Zack moaned around his length and stroked himself faster, Matt’s scream became a staccato mantra of Zack’s name ranging from low to high. Zack groaned again and felt his release building, Matt’s low moan jumped to a silent scream.

Reality: That’s probably something only dogs can hear
Denial: Humans can’t do that
Sex Drive: I don’t want dogs to hear it, *I* wanna hear it

Zack started to hum and tried to push him deeper as he drew closer to his own climax, Matt swore and screamed Zack’s name before his salty seed filled Zack’s mouth and throat. Zack swallowed everything and cried out around his softening length when his own orgasm ripped through him. Zack pumped himself until he was dry and then slowly climbed up Matt’s body and lay on his heaving chest.

“The hell, was that?!” he panted with a dazed look in his eyes. Zack laughed and kissed him and groaned as Matt’s tongue worked past his lips and swirled around his mouth, licking him clean of his seed.

“No gag reflex. I can take you deep and keep ya’ there.” Zack smirked, “I told you I was gonna give you the best blow job of your life.” Zack smiled again and started giggling.

“What?” Matt sounded half asleep.

“I didn’t know your voice went that high.” Zack’s giggle turned to full out laughing when Matt mustered enough strength to smack his ass.

“Go to sleep.”

A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this up; the next one will be a little shorter and should be up sooner. =D hope you guys enjoyed it, I had a lot of fun with this one. Now I’m off to write more!!! *flies away*
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