Adult-FanFiction.org : Celebrity

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.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
A/N: M’kay, so the only band members I know the actual last names of are Jimmy and Matt…so…

“Why does that not surprise me.” Zack rolled his eyes, “Is Syn okay? He’s been zoned out since I woke up.” Zack was staring at him worriedly.

“He’s been like that since Matt died.”

Reality: The Fuck!?!?!
Denial: Sweet Christ I was right, oh my God
Sex Drive: Wah?
Zack felt his heart stop and start again double time, “Syn said he was in ICU…” Rev looked at him, “He is.”
Reality: What the fuck?! What kind of hospital keeps dead people in the ICU?
Denial: He’s not dead
Reality: You just said he was
Denial: No I didn’t
Reality: They don’t call you denial for just shits n’ giggles do they

Rev’s eyes widened and he stood carefully taking Zack’s frighteningly pale face in his hands, “Oh, fuck, no, no, shit, no, he’s okay Zacky! I didn’t mean it like that! He lost so much blood, before they could get him the transfusion his heart stopped, he was technically dead for like two minutes, but he’s alive, he’s okay-ish, well he’s alive.” He gently stroked his face as Zack’s heart slowed and the knot of pain that was building in his chest disappeared.

Reality: Dammit Rev! I swear there are days he tries to kill us!
Denial: See, he’s not dead
Reality: Shut up

The door opened then and two nurses rushed in, “What happened his heart monitor went into the red. Are you alright?” The nurses began checking the different machines around Zack. Rev straightened and backed out of the way.

Sex Drive: Where’re all the hot male nurses?
Reality: Probably with the patients that need to be held down
Sex Drive: They can tie us down
Denial: We are not healthy enough for any of your ideas

“What happened?” Johnny woke when the nurses came in, now he watched them suspiciously as they fiddled with the different instruments.

“Yeah, I’m fine, just got a little scare.” Zack looked at Jimmy who promptly turned a light shade of pink.

Sex Drive: That’s a nice color on him
Reality: We are not doing home decorating, stop talking like that
Denial: We have horrible color coordination
Reality: Shut up

“Well please, no more scares.” Now the nurse looked at Rev and he blushed deeper, “Sorry.” The nurses left the room as quickly as they had come.

“What’d you do?” Syn moved beside the still blushing Rev looking at Zack curiously.

Reality: He tried to fuckin’ kill us that’s what he did
Denial: I doubt we would’ve died
Drama Queen: A world without Matt! There’s no reason to live!
Reality/Denial/Sex Drive: The hell?

“Nothing, he just…didn’t explain something like he should’ve,” Zack looked at Rev again, “but its okay, now.” Rev barked out a laugh, “That’s an understatement.” Syn and Johnny looked at them scrutinizing Zack’s small smile and Rev’s embarrassment.
The two were spared further questioning when a doctor excitedly walked into the room, “I take it you are the members of Avenged Sevenfold? Well, it looks like Mr. Sanders is finally stable, he’s breathing on his own and it looks like he’s recovering nicely from the surgery. We’re going to allow some limited visiting time for now, but tomorrow when we’re positive of his condition we’ll allow more time.” Syn’s eyes lit up, “He’s okay?” The doctor nodded, “I can show you to his room, you can visit while Mister…uh,” he flipped through a small folder he brought with him, “Vengeance?” He looked at Zacky, who laughed.

“Uh, well, yes, its time to change you bandages.” He looked at the band warily, “I can take you to your friend, while that gets done.” He turned and exited the room, Synyster followed him, gently squeezing Zack’s hand as he left, Rev did the same, but Johnny didn’t move. Zack smiled at the bass player, “Go on, I’m sure the nurses aren’t going to subject me to torture.” Johnny sat a moment longer and then with a quick, ‘be back’ he followed the other three men.

Zacky was wrong, so very, very wrong. When the doctor said it was time to ‘change his bandages’ he forgot to mention that, that phrase included cleaning the wound. Two nurses walked in pushing a cart that held various tools and bottles of stuff, a burly male nurse followed empty-handed.

Sex Drive: I said hot male nurses, not a linebacker/gorilla hybrid!
Reality: He doesn’t look happy…
Denial: They’re not going to hurt us…

“Time for a bandage change, we’ve also got to clean the wound to prevent infection. This can be pretty painful so,” She gestured towards the hulking man next to her, “Keith is here to make sure you stay still. I’m Brenda by the way and that’s Stacie.” The other nurse smiled. Keith strode over to the bed and stood calmly. The two nurses began cutting away layers of gauze chatting animatedly with him, apologizing when he winced.

Reality: Well, this isn’t so bad
Denial: I bet it gets worse
Sex Drive: I want a hot male nurse!
Once the gauze was removed Zack looked at the hideous hole in his stomach.
Reality: Oh God, we’re gonna be sick
Denial: Jesus!

The hole was ragged and surrounded by crisscrossing stitch lines, the surrounding flesh was bruised a nasty purple and green color that covered his abdomen and reached up to his lower chest. Brenda pulled a soft looking cloth off of the cart they brought in and poured a liberal amount of blue liquid on it. Stacie pulled a sterile pad out and soaked it with nasty yellow looking liquid, “This is a basic sterilizer, I’m going to clean around the wound and then we’ll clean the actual wound, this stuff is kinda cold so brace yourself.” Keith moved closer when Zack flinched away from the cold. Once she was done Brenda took her place, Keith gripped Zack’s shoulders.

Reality: Why is he doing that? What the hell is on that cloth!?
Denial: Nothing, its probably just cold like the other stuff
Zack stifled a scream as the nurse began to rub the cloth around the wound; it felt like the stuff was eating through his skin.
Reality: Christ is that a cloth or steel wool?!
Denial: Call Johnny, they’re trying to kill us
Reality: What the hell is that?! Keep that shit away from me!

Brenda moved away and Stacie approached him with another cloth, Zack tried to pull away but Keith held him fast.
Reality: Get away from me you crazy bitch!!
Denial: It’s probably acid or alcohol.
Sex Drive: *hiding again*

“I know it hurts, but it has to be done, if you hold still it’ll go a lot faster.” Stacie gently wiped the blue acid off his skin and replaced it with the clear acid on her cloth.

Reality: Johnny! Brian, Jimmy!!!! They’re trying to kill me!!
Denial: They can’t hear us!
Zack’s right arm trembled as he tried to choke back his cries of pain.
Reality: Beg, maybe they’ll stop
Denial: That’s what they want; they’ll enjoy your cries of pain
Reality: We gotta try, we’re not gonna stay conscious much longer

“Stop, please.” Zack’s voice was faint and pleading; darkness was creeping into his vision.

“I’m sorry sweetie, but its got to be done.”

Denial: I told you, they get off on this stuff
Reality: Hurts, hurts so bad, want Matt
Zack whimpered once and finally fell into blissful darkness.

Zack jerked himself out of one nightmare and woke up in another, his abdomen felt like it was on fire, he tried to pull away from it, but the pain followed and increased with every small movement he made.

Reality: Can’t get away, hurts, make it stop hurting
Denial: Now, we’re in hell
Zack let out a quiet mewl of pain trying vainly to slip back into unconsciousness.

“Zacky, Zack are you okay, what’s wrong?!” Johnny’s voice was a hushed frantic whisper.

Reality: Johnny!! Thank God
Denial: Oh no, they got him too!
Sex Drive: *hibernating*

“Hurts.” Zack didn’t open his eyes, still holding out hope for a quick retreat into sleep. Johnny made an animalistic growl, “I’ll fuckin’ kill ‘em.” His warm presence retreated.

Reality: Yay Johnny!
Denial: No! Keith, Keith will snap him like a twig!
Reality: No, Johnny stay, don’t go!

“Meh, Johnny don’t go.” Zack cracked his eyes open and was surprisingly met with darkness.

Reality: They made us blind!?
Denial: They couldn’t have
Opening his eyes wider Zacky realized it was night, Johnny returned to his side, “What’s wrong Zacky?”

“Don’t kill anyone.” Zack still felt tired, he was sure he was slurring things but Johnny had talked to him enough when he was intoxicated he would pick up what he was saying. A large shadow formed on Zack’s left pulling a frightened yelp from the guitarist.

Hysteria: Christ its Keith! Run Johnny, Runnnn!
Reality: Its not Keith, Keith is bulky, this is tall, its Rev

“Rev, you scared him!” Johnny glared at the drummer.

“Sorry Zacky shoulda said somethin’.” Rev walked to the other side of the bed next to Johnny, “Are you okay?” Zacky shivered, which made the pain in his side flare up.

“Zacky?” Johnny moved closer, resting his head on Zack’s shoulder like he’d done earlier, Rev also took up his old position; gently he took Zack’s hand.

“They’re never doing that to you again.” Johnny mumbled against his shoulder.

“They have to Johnny.” Rev delicately stroked his fingers soothing the guitarist. Johnny growled again.

“Guys go back to sleep, I’ll stay with him.” Synyster materialized out of the darkness. Johnny’s protest was interrupted with a yawn. He looked at Syn sheepishly and nodded, Rev didn’t argue. His two band mates disappeared into the darkness again. Warmth spread down Zack’s right side as the other guitarist lay down next to him, he gingerly wrapped an arm around his chest, Zack snuggled closer to his warm body. Syn’s scent filled his nose, an earthy, warm smell.

Sex Drive: Why hello Mr. Gates and how’re you on this fine evening
Reality: Leave him alone
Denial: Don’t you dare try anything
Reality: I thought you were hiding again
Denial: Yeah, let’s go back to that
Sex Drive: What can I say, I’m like Snow White, all I need is a hot man next to me and I’ll wake up
Denial: That’s not Snow White

“How’s Matt?” Zacky tried to distract himself from the throbbing pain in his side.

“I don’t know, I think he’s okay, the way everyone was talking makes it sound like he’s okay, but…” His whispered words ghosted over the shell of Zack’s ear.

Sex Drive: Oh. My. God. Synyster Gates, where did you learn that!?
Reality: Oh this is not going to work
Denial: No, no its not

Zack let out a quiet groan. Syn pulled away, “What!? Did I hit your side?” he was tense next to him. Zack chuckled, “No Syn, you’re okay, but, you can’t do that anymore or we’re gonna have some problems.”

“Do what?” Syn carefully settled next to him again.

“Whisper in my ear like that.” Zack laughed again.

“huh? Oh.” Syn shifted stifling laughter, “Better?”

Sex Drive: Oh God
Reality: We might as well just tell him leave, this isn’t going to work
Denial: Yeah
Sex Drive: No! I’ll behave! But if he wants to get nasty, you guys aren’t going to stop me ^_^
Denial: Tell him to move
Sex Drive: Noooo!

“Ugh, just tell me how he is in the morning.” Zack buried his head in Synyster’s neck; the vibrations from his laugh tickled his ear.

Sex Drive: More Syn, more, more, more
Reality: He’s gotta go
Denial: Move Syn, move, move, move
Syn moved, he shifted again and suddenly his warm breath was blowing teasingly over Zack’s ear again.

Sex Drive: Oh fuck yeah
Reality/Denial: MOVE SYN!!

Zack bit back another groan trying not to push into Syn’s body, Syn’s unique smell was all around him, Zack moved trying to get away from the hot breath that tickled his ear and felt an unmistakable hardness against his upper thigh.

Look TWO chapters in One Day!!
A/N Oh Syn, you devious bastard, what are you up to? A review or two would be nice, but I should have the next chapter up shortly ^_^
- 5
- 6
- 7
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Something In My Head