Honest Men In Chains(A Zacky Vengeance and Synyster Gates Love Story)

Chapter Twelve

Brandy's P.O.V.

I was beyond pissed. I couldn't believe what I heard. Not only did Cyndy hear it, but Matt from Bullet did as well. I didn't care if I was about to lose my job, I don't sit and watch when people talk about me.

I walked up to the Avenged bus and everyone was outside but Michelle and Meghan and Lacy.

"So, Zacky, where's your wife?" I asked.

"On the bus. Why?" He asked back.

"I need to talk to her." I stated.

"About what? He questioned.

"Don't worry about it. It's not about you." I say.

Everyone starred at me with strange looks. I stood there and waited for them to come off the bus. Cyndy finally caught up and stood next to me.

"Okay, seriously. What the hell is going on?" Zacky asked.

Just as he said that Michelle and Meghan walked off the bus.

"The women of the hour." Cyndy said.

"Excuse us?" Michelle asked.

"Alright, so here's the thing I want to know." I began.

The raised their eyebrows and crossed their arms as they stood next to their husbands.

"So, do you by any chance know my name?" I asked Meghan.

"No?" She said harshly.

"Exactly. So, why the fuck are you talking shit about me?" I asked.

"I wasn't?" She spat.

"Oh really?" I say.

"Really." She said smartly.

I looked at Cyndy for back up.

"I heard you saying stuff about her to Zacky, earlier." Cyndy said.

"Don't listen to people's private conversations." Meghan said.

"Don't talk shit loudly for everyone within ear shot to hear!" Cyndy retorted.

"And you." I say pointing to Michelle.

"Why don't you want Cyndy and I touring with the band?" I asked.

"I never said that!" She exclaimed.

"Well, that's not what I heard. What the hell is so wrong with us? We aren't going to steal your husbands. Have some fucking faith and trust in them." I yelled.

"Brandy! That's enough." Syn yelled.

"No Syn it's not enough. We aren't fucking finished yet!" Cyndy yelled back.

"The bottom line is, keep us out of your fucking mouthes. You don't know my name, and you don't know who I am. So, don't fucking talk about me." I yelled as I walked away.

"By the way, I'm Cyndy and that's Brandy." Cyndy said smartly before she walked away.

"Brandy!" Val called as she ran passed Cyndy.

I turned around and she grabbed me and dragged me away.

"What the hell was that?" She asked.

"I don't like when people talk about me!" I say.

"There were way better ways to handle it than that!" He exclaimed.

"Val, you don't understand!" I say loudly.

"Then explain to me!" She said.

"I don't know how to!" I yelled.

"Brandy, quiet down. Look, just tell me. I won't judge you, I'm your friend. And I'm trying to help you save your job." Val explained.

I looked at her and tears began to stream down my face. I couldn't hold them back much longer. I had to tell Val about last night.

"Zacky.." I said quietly.

"What about him?" She asked.

I sighed and looked down. Now, I was balling my eyes out. I couldn't even speak, it was hard to breath. Val pulled me into a hug and tried to calm me down. I couldn't keep quiet and I cried loudly.

I finally calmed down enough to talk.

"Val, Zacky had an affair." I hesitantly said.

"What?" She exclaimed. "With who?" She asked.

"Me." I sighed.

"Brandy." She began.

"That's not all..." I interrupted.

"Go on." She said.

"Syn had an affair too. With Cyndy." I explained.

Val starred at me with shock.

"I'm sorry. We were drunk, things got out of hand." I began to cry again.

"I have a question." She said.

I nodded my head and wiped my tears.

"Was it meaningless to you?" She asked.

"No." I said.

"Do you want Meghan and Zacky to get a divorce?" She asked.

"No.." I said quietly.

"Look me in the eyes." She demanded.

"Okay. I do. I like Zacky, a lot. But, I would never do anything purposely to ruin their marriage!" I say.

"I'll talk to him. That's the reason you blew up on her. You like him. You're angry about what happened, and you needed to take it out on someone, she so happened to be here at the wrong time." Val explained.

"God dammit. I just put my job in jeopardy didn't I?" I asked.

"No. Ill cover for you. But, you have to come clean with Zacky and tell him how you feel." She said sternly.

"I will. But, what about Cyndy?" I asked worriedly.

"I'll cover for her too. But, ill be telling her the same thing. As for tonight, we have to find you a place to stay." She said.

"We already have a place to stay. We will be on the Bullet bus till we leave Cali." I explained.

"That'll have to do. Go there now and don't worry about it." Val said.

"I'm sorry for bringing you into this." I say.

"Don't. I like you and Cyndy. I consider you good friends." She said.

"No, you're the good friend, Val." I say.

She smiled and hugged me and set out to talk to Cyndy. Val's words echoed in my head. She was right, I had to talk to Zacky, even though I really didn't want to.

I made my way back to the Bullet bus and knocked on the door. Matt let me in. We pulled out a few beers, and started packing a bowl. He also handed me a guitar. Soon enough, Cyndy came back and joined us. She got drunk and seemed to feel a bit better. We jammed with the crew from Bullet and had an awesome time. They were cool people. At the end of the night I ended up bunking with Moose. Nothing happened, we just ended up cuddling in our sleep.

We stayed on the Bullet bus until we got to Arizona. Neither Cyndy or myself had talked to Zacky or Syn since the incident. We still played of stage, but we again stayed with each other.

Today, however, was a day off. Today was the day we had to talk to Zacky and Syn and tell them truth. I was having anxiety attacks at the thought. I didn't know how he was going to take it. Or, if he'd even believe me. I guess I just had to suck it up and find out.