Zach's Thoughts
"Bye Zach."
"Bye Liv."
I raked my fingers through the hair of a sexy brunette as she wrestled my tongue with hers. She pressed her hips into mine, suggesting she wanted me again. Oh, her happy place was so wet and tight when I put my fingers in there... Oh, it almost makes me want to push her back into the Studio bathroom and bang her with MY happy place. But, the thought was cut short by one of our Security Guards gingerly tapping my shoulder, requesting that I come back to the meeting room. I hadn't realized I had been out here with Liv for the past fifteen minutes.
"Yeah, I'll be right there." I told him, returning my attention to the perky-chested diva in my hands. She gave me her world class smile, biting her lip while she palmed my jeans.
"Zach, we should really get together some time." her tongue rolled over her lips deliciously. "I'd like to show you how I won all those metals in gymnastics when I was in college."
I hummed my aggreeance and pressed into her hand that was now inside my jeans. Her hands were so small.
"See you later Zachary." her voice whispered so deviantly in my ear. My, how I could just....Mmmm.
"That's a deal." I bit my lip as she walked away in her hot little pencil skirt. Mmmm, man.. the way she sways...
I walked back to the meeting room where Mikey, Jeremy, Bryan, and that fucking good-for-nothing bitch-ass guy sat staring at me while I entered with a grin on my face. I plopped into a seat and propped my legs onto the table.
Jeremy, Mikey, and Bryan all stared at me in disbelief. Jesse's punk-ass wouldn't even look at me.
"What? You guys have anything to say?" I popped my mouth.... the same mouth that still tasted Liv's nice, hot little.......
They shook their heads while the meeting went underway. The whole time management talked, I could only think of that beautiful, brown-haired girl with the most alluring, emotional eyes in the world.
I couldn't even remember her name anymore.
*•*Two days Later*•*
I was coming down the steps, liberated and satisfied. I had a pretty blonde by my side, her body in one if my oversized tees. Man, she was so pretty. Blonde hair, reddish brown eyes..short, tan legs. She was the image of California. Sun-baked, pretty, great smile. She lacked certain qualities I had grown to love, but.......that was in the past now. This would become my new ideal-image-girl.
Down in the living room, everyone sat around. Mikey was at the table behind the big couch cleaning his shoes, not paying any mind. Jeremy was tuning his guitar while Bryan sat next to him with his body formed into the loveseat they were on, watching TV. The douche bag was looking at his phone with his legs crossed and under a giant pillow that was in his lap. He really disgusts me.
"Hey um, Zach?" there was a little weight added to my shoulder as Junipee put her head there.
"Yes doll?" I wrapped my finger around her chin. Her eyes were kind of bland. I can't remember the last time I saw the most beautiful eyes in the world.
"Do you love me?"
Something in me fell.
HARD.
I stared through her a moment, trying to contemplate. I was so fed up with it all. I'd say anything to rush the day away at this point.
"Yes. Yes I do. I love you more than anything. Than the flowers love the sun, than fish love water. I do Junipee. You're the only girl for me."
"Yeah, that's why he fingered two other bitches before you got here."
We both turned sharp to Bryan who just sat there with annoyance on his face, bouncing his foot.
"Hey, why don't you shut the fuck up." I nodded back at him.
As soon as the words left my mouth, I was surprised to see both him and Mikey jump up and face me. Mikey pointed and said-
"No, YOU shut the fuck up Zach! We're all tired of this bullshit you've been pulling. You don't fucking love her," he scoffed. "You just said that so she'll shut up."
Junipee was appalled; her hand to her chest, eyes watered, and mouth ajar.
"Zach, that isn't true is it?"
"Of course not-"
"Can it Abels!" Jeremy was up now, standing next to Bryan. "You don't love her and you know it."
There was an audible sob and whimper from Junipee's side.
"How can you can and can't tell me how I feel Jeremy?"
He shook his head. "Go fuck another chick just so you can hide from the truth as you've always done."
"June-pee, I think it's time you leave." Bryan spoke up now.
I petted the blonde's head. "No. And her name June-ih-pee, you retard."
"I don't give a shit WHAT her name is! Please, leave."
I couldn't hold her as she wrestled out of my shirt and stomped angrily up the steps. When she came back she was dressed and storming away with her things. She glared at me then slammed the door behind her.
"You motherfucker-"
"No Zach, we think you got it wrong."
I was taken aback by this from Jeremy's mouth.
"And who the fuck are you to say?"
"ZACH! WHEN WILL YOU OPEN YOUR EYES!" Mikey was throwing his hands off the sides if his head in exasperation.
"To what Mikey? That my whole damned band is now siding with a two-timing whore who fucked Jesse and fucked me over? Is that what I need to see?"
Jesse didn't look up one time from his phone, just sank a little further forward into the pillow.
"No." Bryan sauntered a few steps in my direction. "YOU need to see the fact that you've been running from the situation because you're too much if a coward to deal with it. For the past six days you've fucked more girls than we could count just to pass time and sprint from the fact that you still love Koda."
"I don't love that bitch."
"Yes you do."
Jesse stood up, his phone in his hand, his eyes making contact with mine. I saw the look on his face, the same look he wore for the past six days...guilt and regret.
I kept eyes with him, feeling his torn up depression as deep as the Grand Canyon. I rubbed the back of my head with stress in my strokes.
"I just simply can't love a bitch who messed me up like that. I have nothing for her. I don't care who I'm with now, they'll do me better than her. She disgusts me, just like that convoluting singer of ours."
The tension in the room was at it's apex. Bryan spun and placed his hands on the back of his head.
"Is that your head talking or your heart?"
I couldn't take it anymore. I rushed upstairs, cussing them for all I had, before I slammed my bedroom door loud enough to rattle the hinges. FUCK them, FUCK their lies. They don't know what it's like to loose the only person I ever lo.......
I slapped my figurine of a kitten across the room and into the wall. I didn't care. Fuck it. Fuck it all. If they want to do that, then let them! Let them choose HER over ME, let their asses do it! Let them make that mistake.
I made the mistake of putting her first once.
And I WON'T do it AGAIN.
