Restless nights.

Chapter 27

Idk maybe a few weeks later.

Waayyyy past Dimebag's funeral.

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"Are you done wrirting that fucking song yet?" Brian says throwing a Cheeto at me.

"Maybe if you weren't such an impatient little bitch I would have it done." I snap at him.

"Oh I'm a little bitch?" He laughs walking towards me.

I get up and buck up to him.

"Yep, let me show you."

I sweep him to the ground and put him in a mounted triangle.

"Fuck, I tap." He says breathlessly.

I get up and get back to my song.

"Dude, she made you her bitch." Matt laughs.

"I thought you took that spot." Zacky says.

"I thought so too. Anyways, you guys ready to hear my song?" I laugh knowing what I wrote down.

"Finally jeez." Brian says.

"Wait, I gotta take a piss." Matt says standing up.

"Well I'm starting." I yell back. "Can anyone beatbox?" I ask.

Everyone looks at Jimmy.

He starts a basic beat.

"Y'all ain't ready for this shit.

Yo yo yo

I'm in the studio with the guys.

You know we in here eating Frito Pies."

Brian cuts me off.

"There aren't any Frito Pies." He laughs.

"Shut the fuck up Syn G or I'll sock you in the teeth.

This song fucking sucks more than Johnny C.

So let me pass it to Zacky V because he's the man for me."

Everyone busts out laughing.

"Oh shit. I forgot about that joke." Jimmy falls to the floor.

"Fucking eh man, it was one time." Zacky scowls but starts laughing.

We hear the bathroom door open.

"That was some quality shit Pais." Brian high fives me.

"What did I miss?" Matt says walking in and sits on my lap.

"Paisley was dogging on us in rap." Jimmy says grabbing a beer.

"I wanna hear." Matt whines.

"Well, control your bladder next time." I laugh. "But seriously guys. We need to get to work. I understand mudrock and Larry aren't here, but you need to get your shit together!" I yell at them.

"Jeez. Okay." Matt says getting up and heads to the booth.

I have watched what Larrry does for a few months, I got this.

"Okay, start with the quote for bat country." I say into the microphone. "Johnny, go work on your bass shit. It's still not done."

"Yes mom." He says walking away.

"Mom?" Everyone asks.

"Long story."

"Kinky." Jimmy laughs.

"Dude. You called Matt and I mom and dad. I don't want to hear it." I scold him.

"Sorry Mom." He hugs me while I'm sittings in the chair.