Nightmare

Chapter Three

Things in life suck.

Like right now for instance. I'm sitting here in the cafe of the hotel we're staying in trying to edit a video for the bands website. But I can't keep my mind straight.

The nightmares and sleepless nights have become so much worse. I can't get the minute this band ruined what I thought my life would be like. I try every night to sleep but I can't.

I wake up crying and missing him. He of course will never know how I feel. I just pretend I never knew him.

It's harder now. Makes my job so difficult being surrounded by memories of him.

I made a choice and now I'm sticking to it.

I've committed myself to this job and I'm going to see it through.

Not only do it I'm going to do it well. I'm determined to do it and learn everything I can about this band hopefully learning to enjoy their music.

The free show was an eye opener. I learned a lot about them. Especially their fans.

I've noticed though the band's fans are much more than a bunch of little girl teenie boopers.

I interviewed countless grown adults who sacrificed jobs, their own time, and comfort to stand on a street for hours to get into the free show.

I currently stand corrected on that front but I still believe they're a bunch of arrogant asshole.

They make my life hell. Pure hell. They're rude. I do not understand why if they hate me so much I was offered the job.

I'm doing my best though. I'm proud of the interview footage and the pictures I captured.

"Oh you're here." I hear Zacky mumble as a chair slides out from under the table making my feet drop.

"I am." I hiss sitting up straight. I came down to the cafe to finish the editing process and figured I would be alone before I had to go to the venue and set up my equipment.

"What are you doing?" He demands looking at me.

"Working" I mumble staring at my laptop.

"Don't you have a room were paying for to do that shit in?" Zack asks me

"I have to eat too." I mumble. See rude.

"You can also eat in the room in case you didn't get that memo." Zack barks

"As can you. I guess you missed the memo too." I hiss saving the video and loading it to their webpage.

"Touche." He laughs. He actually laughs.

"Is there something I can help you with?" I ask annoyed "because if there isn't there's plenty of other tables in this cafe."

"Nope. I like this one. What are you working on?" Zack smiles.

"The video I suggested. It came out surprisingly well." I explain turning around my laptop to face him. "Would you like to see?"

He shrugs at me as if he isn't interested but I play it anyways.

I watch his face looking for any indication he approves or disapproves the video but he remains a blank slate.

"Really good. Glad the fans enjoyed it " he mumbles

"Actually it was great. I was surprised. You guys really put a lot into the show.  The fans were extremely happy and enjoyed it." I suppose myself saying those words.

"Glad you approve." Zack laughs at me.

"Yeah if you excuse me I need to go get ready for later. I have to go to the venue and check in with the press." I mumble grabbing my stuff.

I walk away and notice Zack is frantically talking into his phone.

Weird he didn't seem interested in it before.

When I reach the elevators he miraculously catches up with me.

"Hold it. I'm coming." He yells and I grab the door.

"You're welcome." I mutter when he comes into the car with me.

He just smirks at me aggravate me to the core.

When we reach our floor I step out and notice he's on my heels.

"Are you following me?" I ask and again I get a smirk.

"Good morning Desiree." Johnny smiles at me as we pass each other.

"Uh morning." I mumble confused.

Then I notice Johnny winks at Zack and dread fills me. They're up to something.

Zack is still following me smiling away and I know it.

They are definitely up to something.

"Well your little field trip is kvetch this is me." I point at my door.

"I know"Zack laughs and stands against the wall across the hall from my hotel door.

I shake my head and open the door closing it behind me.

Then I see it.

Every inch of my room is plastered with articles on Avenged Sevenfold.

I snatch the closest and realize it's the reviews I've written about them over the years.

"You've got to me fucking kidding me." I yell snatching them up.

That's when I hear it.

The laughter.

I look through my doors peephole and see Johnny, Zack, and Brian laughing.

I snatch open my door glaring at them.

"Are you fucking serious?" I yell throwing a handful of papers at them.

They just laugh harder.

"This is beyond immature. You're a bunch of fucking kids. " I screech.

"But you've already written that before." Johnny laughs holding up a piece of paper.

"You've proven it not." I yell and again they just laugh harder.

"Awe can't take a little joke?" Brian taunts poking me.

"Do not ever touch me." I hiss slapping his hand away.

"Awe she's mad. she's a little cute when she's mad." Zack laughs looking at me.

"Go fuck yourself." I yell turning away from them.

"Oh man Jimmy would've loved her." Johnny cracks and my blood begins to boil.

I go into my room slamming the door shut and have a cry.

This remind me of school being teased.

Bullied.

That's what this is teasing and bullying me like a bunch of grade school losers.

I should've never ever agreed to do this no matter the money.

I clean up their stupid little mess and get dressed calling a cab to take me to the venue for tonight.

Where's get there I set up and take pictures of the stadium and then inspiration hits me.

They want to play games and prank me?

I'll do the same.

I hide all of their prewarm up items.

Then I print out all of the bad reviews of them I can fine from regular people plastering their dressing room every inch.

I then open all of their water bottles pouring them out replace them with vodka.

Let's see how they enjoy this.