Don't Tell Your Mom the Babysitter Was in My Bed

"Uh, this is Brendan." I said a little nervously, he looked a little pissed.

"Her boyfriend" he told Matt with emphasis on the word 'boyfriend'.

"Yeah, well, I'm her boss and I say no visitors allowed." Matt said with anger evident on his voice.

"Fine, fine. I'll go. See you tonight, baby." he said before he kissed my mouth. I smiled at him before he left.

"What the fuck was that?" Matt asked when I turned back around to face him.

"Bren wanted to stop by. We really needed to talk." I told him truthfully.

"Well, I don't think we've ever talked about this before, but I do not allow visitors."

"Why not? I mean, your kid was asleep. It's not like we did anything wrong."

"Well, you were making out in my fucking kitchen. I don't want Lyric exposed to that."

"It's not like you and Val never do it." I told him, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"We don't." he told me, almost sadly. I felt bad for the guy. Val is just a bitch to him...speaking of him, why is he home?

"Matt, I thought you were with Val. Why are you home so early?" I asked him, choosing to forget about everything we were just talking about it.

"She got called into work." he told me.

"But never mind that. What are you doing with a guy like that?" he asked me, pointing in the direction of the way Brendan left.

"What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You could do so much better than that, Lacey." he told me with a blank look on his face.

"I love him, Matt." I told him the truth.

"You LOVE HIM?!?!" he asked, a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yeah. You say it like it's a bad thing."

"Why the fuck are you telling me this?!?!" he looked as if he was starting to get angry.

"Why the fuck not?" I asked, starting to get a little annoyed.

"Lacey, I fucking kissed you." he told me as if I didn't already know. I shook my head at him.

"You're fucking jealous. I can't believe this?!" I told him, throwing my arms up in defeat.

"Jealous? I never sai-" I cut him off before he could finish.

"Matt, you have a WIFE! You don't even know me that good! What if I'm a fucking creep!!" I yelled at him.

"Then maybe you shouldn't be watching my kid!" he yelled at me.

"Maybe not." I agreed, calmly. He looked away for a moment and then looked back at me.

"What was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" he asked me, looking a little calmer.

"I was just going to apologize for being such a bitch, but fuck that." I stated, turning away from him. He grabbed my shoulder, turning me back around to look at him.

"Listen, baby, as long as you're working here, I don't want you to speak to me at all. I don't even want you to so much as look at me." he told me before grabbing his sunglasses off of his shirt and pushing them onto his face. I just stared at him in disbelief as he turned around and stormed out of the kitchen. I just stood there with my mouth agape. I can't believe he was being an ass to me that way, but I guess I'll just respect his wishes.

Instead of lingering on Matt's harsh words, I just went back into the living room and started cleaning up Lyric's toys. I honestly couldn't wait for this day to be over with. I want to go home, but home is too far away so I'll have to stay in this part of town.

I was startled when I heard a knock on the front door. I didn't know who it would be. It could possibly be Brendan coming back for...something... I stopped what I was doing and made my way to the door. First, I looked out the window to make sure it wasn't anyone scary. It wasn't. It was Matt's band mates, all 4 of them. I can't remember their names, but I recognized the 'Synyster Doors' guy. I pulled the door open for them and smiled sweetly.

"Where's Matt?" The chubby one asked me.

"He's here somewhere, but I don't know where. Your guess is as good as mine...or maybe better...you know him better than me." I rambled on, looking into his beautiful green eyes.

"Sweetheart, it's fine. We'll find him." He said as he came inside, followed by the rest of the band mates.

"Ooh, look at you. Fresh meat." The one I recognized as 'Synyster Wall'...or something...said. I really can't remember his stage name. I gave him a strange look and then shook my head.

"What the fuck do you guys want?" Matt asked, standing on the staircase.

"Well, I told them you didn't allow visitors, they just didn't listen."I said to him, jokingly, forgetting what he had told me earlier. He gave me the 'evil stare of death' and took his attention back to the green-eyed guy.

"Relax, we just wanted to see if you wanted to go eat and drink with us." He told Matt, pushing his own sunglasses back onto his eyes.

"Which bar are you guys going to?" He asked before coming all the way down the stairs.

"Johnny's Bar." Green eyes answered with a smirk. Matt couldn't help but to smile. Why? I don't know.

"For a second I thought you said Johnny's car." The skinny, curly headed one spoke. Matt just chuckled with the rest of the guys.

"SYNYSTER GATES!" I said aloud, remembering the guitarist's stage name. He immediately looked over at me with a confused look on his face.

"Uh...yeah?" he asked me. He looked almost scared.

"I just remembered your stage name!" I told him, excitedly. He thought for a moment and then just nodded at me.

"Say, you're the crazy chick from that one concert." he studied, looking at me carefully. I pursed my lips and nodded.

"Hey, I'm down to go, but only if I can take her as my date." Synyster Gates said as he looked back at Matt. Matt gave him an annoyed look.

"Dude, she's the babysitter." Matt told him, as if he was just dismissing the idea.

"So? Can't Michelle keep her?" he asked Matt.

"I don't know. Why don't you call her and see?" Matt said with a smart ass tone.

"No way, dude. I don't talk to my exes." he said, shaking his head.

"I'll call her and see." Green eyes volunteered before pulling his phone out. I didn't pay enough attention to Matt to see him sigh and shake his head.

"Synyster Gates is my stage name, but you can call me Brian, unless you prefer Synyster Gates." Brian said to me with a smirk. I smiled sweetly back at him.

"Okay, Brian." I told him, looking around.

"So, can you tell me the names of these other dudes? Or do I have to refer to that one as Green eyes all day?" I asked him, pointing to Green Eyes. Brian chuckled at me and then put his arm around my shoulders.

"Green eyes there is Zacky, Short Shit there is Johnny, Curly Head there is Arin." He told me, pointing to each of them. I couldn't help but giggle when Arin blushed after Brian told me his name.

"She said she'd keep him." Zacky called out after he put his phone back in his pocket.

"I have to pay her ass, though. So, Brian, you owe me one." he said, pointing to Brian. Brian just nodded and reverted his attention back to me.

"Well, I'm going to have to go get ready, so if you don't mind keeping an eye on music note, there, I'll do just that." I said, pointing to Lyric.

I then ran out to my car to get my bag of clothes I had packed last night and then back inside of the house. Luckily, I did pack a sexy outfit. You never know when you'll have to be all sexy.

I put my clothes on, fixed my hair best I could (I had no curling iron and I was not going to ask to use Val's). I put some dark eye make up on and sprayed my perfume on. (Luscious Pink by Mariah Carey)

I exited the bathroom only to run into someone much taller than me (even with my hills).

"My bad." I said before I looked up and realized that it was Matt. I then rolled my eyes and stepped away from him, crossing my arms in front of my chest and frowning. I waited for him to walk away but he never did. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him, earning a gasp from me.

"Sweetheart, if you go like that, I might not be able to keep my hands off of you." he whispered in my ear with a raspy voice. I smirked, deciding that now was the right time to play his game. I leaned my face in closer to his, smirking a bit at him. I slowly pulled away from him and walked right past him, back down the stairs.

Tonight will be an interesting night.