Russian Roulette

"Ciao caro!" (Hello, Dear!) Zacky smiled, setting a plate in front of me. "Goda di, signora graziosa!"(enjoy, pretty lady) He kissed my cheek before setting a fork in my hand.

"... Grazie..."(Thanks) I blushed, playing with my fork sheepishly.

Johnny, who had just walked in the room with Ash, stared at him. "...It's like he's speaking another language!!"

" Chiuda in su, Johnny. you' re appena geloso che posso parlare italiano e voi bevono appena la birra." (Shut up, Johnny. you're just jealous that i can speak italian and you just drink beer.) Zacky stuck his tongue out at the bassist, going back to the stove to make a few more plates.

"Wiem Polski!"(I know polish!) Johnny grinned broadly at him.

Ashley looked up at him, "You understood him...?"

"No, but it was some kind of insult."

"Un insulto il mio culo. Sei solo un fottuto idiota a volte, Johnny. Ora, questo è un insulto: vai al sito internet jack off porno della mamma!" (An insult my ass. You're just a fucking idiot sometimes, Johnny. now this is an insult: go jack off to your mom's porn website!)

His eyes widened, "You leave my mom out of this!"

"No more Italian talk!!" Ashley shouted, waving her hands, "I'll go Finnish on your asses. Can we eat!?"

"I'm non affamata" I sighed. (I'm not hungry)

"Jill, ha chiuso in su e mangia." Jimmy sat next to me. (Jill, shut up and eat.)

"Hey! non comunichi con lei come quello, she' il ll non mangia mai! lascila sola se she' s che lo ostacola che il Male, la ha lasciata mangia quando she' s pronta!" Zacky defended quickly, glaring at Jimmy. (Hey! don't talk to her like that, she'll never eat! leave her alone if she's bugging you that bad, let her eat when she's ready!)

"Look. Defend your own woman, got it?!" Jimmy glared back at him.

"Okay, really. Enough of the Italian!" Matt sighed. "Just shut up and eat, all of you." I simply glared at him. Jimmy nudged me lightly, shaking his head.

"I'm not hungry..." I pushed the plate away a little. He started to object, but Zacky interrupted.

"Jilly... please just take a little bite...? A nibble? Tell me you like my cooking...?"

I shook my head, "I'm really not hungry..."

Jimmy shook his head at Zacky, "Butt out, Man." Zacky gave him a look before taking my fork. He took a small piece off my plate as he knelt next to me, smiling a little.

"C'mon... just a little bite...?" I shook my head weakly. "Come on..." He held up the full fork, "It can't hurt..." I turned away. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach... I didn’t want to test my stomach... He set my fork down as he sighed, getting up to go sit in his spot at the table. He wasn’t happy with me either.

"...May I be excused...?" I asked quietly.

"No. you can sit and wait until we're all finished." Matt smirked at me. And I knew exactly what he was going to do too.

"...Okay..." What other choice did I have? I looked down at the table, avoiding everyone's eyes. Jimmy finished first, getting up and going into the fridge. He set a beer in front of me, making me look up.

"It'll help you feel better," He murmured before clearing his throat. I looked over to Zacky, who was glaring at the table.

"I don't drink..." I said quietly, looking up at Jimmy.

"Well, now would be the best time to start, babe." He opened my Heineken before opening his own and taking a long swig.

"...Why...?" I made a face.

"Because if you can't deal with the shit happening right now, later will be hell for you." he leaned back in his chair casually, sipping his drink.

"Jimmy, don't force her to drink..." Zacky said quietly.

"Take care of your own woman, Zee."

"Well, if you couldn’t tell she's perfectly fine. But the stubborn people in the house make everyone else drink, so no use in trying to fix what's not needed."

"...Tension has had us all this time..." Brian sang out of nowhere, pushing his plate away. Everyone finished, except Matt. He hadn’t even started yet, smirking at me.

"...You can go." Jimmy rested a gentle hand on my back, giving Matt a look.

"No, she can stay. The rest of you can go." Matt smirked.

"No. She can come with us. Matt, the games haven't even begun yet. This is unnecessary." Jimmy tried to reason with him.

"This is necessary, James. I will keep a close eye on her, go ahead and go to bed. The rest of you, please leave as well."

"...No. She can come with me." I was pulled lightly to my feet.

"Cut it out, Jimmy..." Matt stood now as well. Everyone was quick to get up, leaving the room quickly. "Let her sit back down, she's not leaving until we both finish our plates. It's only respectful to Zacky."

"...Something's telling me not to trust you alone with her..."

"Jimmy, we're going to sit here and eat. Nothing is going to happen."

He shook his head, "Don't hurt her."

"I won't. You can trust me." Matt gave him a look meaning he really could trust him.

"Fine." ...What!? Sighing, Jimmy shook his head again before walking slowly out of the room.