One F*cked Up Piece of Heaven (Avenged Sevenfold/Vengeance)

Ideas...Curious, huh?

     After the whole morning fiasco, I decided that a walk wouldn't be a bad idea. Zack offered to go with me, but I told him I wanted to be alone to think for a while.

     We had already arrived in Boston, at the stadium the guys were performing at. I didn't remember the name. Fans were already starting to line up at the door, covered in ink, black clothing, and A7X gear.

     It was nice to be alone for a while, taking time to soak everything in. Zacky and I were dating. I had developed these feeling, maybe, two days ago, yet they felt so strong. I truly felt for him in a way I never had before. I've had boyfriends before, and had obviously been kissed, but kissing Zack had been unlike anything I'd ever felt. Shocks and shivers had shot through my body and butterflies had gathered in my stomach, just like in the movies. That spark people talk about? Yeah. I felt it.

     I took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air and sunshine. A large, gray clump of clouds were rolling in, probably bringing rain with it, but right now, it was sun was out and shining. I ran a hand through my hair, feeling light and dream-like.

     "Hey, Briar!" I heard a shout. I turned to see Jason Berry, running over from the bus. A smile was on his face.

     "Oi, JB," I greeted as he fell into step beside me. "You seem happy. Whatcha need?" He elbowed me.

     "Don't gimme that shit," he grinned. "I heard about you and Zack. About fucking time!" I sighed and shook my head.

     "News spreads like a damn wildfire 'round this place," I mumbled sourly. Jason only laughed, nodding his head in agreement.

     "Anyway, I didn't come over here just to torment you. I came to ask if you needed asything from the store," he said. "I gotta stock up for Rev's party tonight." I smiled a bit.

     "Thanks, bloke, but I think I'm good," I replied.

     "I bet Zacky thinks so, too," he countered, wiggling his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes and punched him in the arm, ironically, right on his tat of Matt's face.

     "Get outa here, ya git," I said as he whined in pain. He gave me a quick side hug, pecking my cheek quickly before running to his Jeep. I smirked after him.

     Ah, the roadies. More specifically, the Berrys. I honestly didn't know where the guys would be without them. Fist of all, they're the most loyal and hard working guys you'll find anywhere, plus they're just as crazy as the guys.

     The more I thought about the twins, the more I started to think about how much shit they actually put with, being on the road with Avenged; all the stuff they do for us, whether it's setting up shows or making a liquor run. And as I thought about Jason and Matt, I started thinking about their girls.

     I pulled out my phone, scrolling through my contacts until I found the name Pheobe Bumblebee (pic of Pheobe in the media box thing). Pheobe Sage, nicknamed Bumblebee due to her bright yellow hair, was Jason's three year girlfriend, who was currently back in Cali. She wasn't able to make it to tour because her job, as a model, required most of her time.

     I smirked at the picture on Bee's contact. It was a professional picture of her in boy shorts and a one arm lace top. She set it on my phone without my permission.

     Oi, you sexy bitch, I text, smiling when I received a reply not ten seconds later.

     SWEETY BITCHCAKES!!! hows my fav australian slut?XD. I chuckled a bit. I swear, this girl was Jimmy, Jason, and Brian, combined with seven cups of coffee, four Monsters, twelve Red Bulls, and a twenty pound bag of sugar all mixed into one. Be afriad. Be very afriad.