Four More Days

The next morning I found myself unbound. I sat up with a yelp, it felt like someone was pushing on my pelvis. The ghost of the pain still raged inside me. I stood with difficulty, wobbling to the bathroom where I painfully relieved myself.
I took a pain filled shower and was glad I found a note saying I could remove the bandage. I got dressed. After doing my make up I brushed my hair and waterfall braided it. Despite how I reacted to my first, technically second, rape I had accepted the fact that I would get that every night no matter what.

That doesn't mean I like though.

I began reading until there was a quiet knock on the door before it open to reveal a sheepish Vengeance.

"Get out!" I threw the book that he dodged with ease, preventing it from hitting him in the face.

"We need to talk." He closed and locked the door before picking up the book and sitting on the bed making me bolt to the other side of the room.

"Please listen to me." he pleaded.

Despite what he did, I couldn't resist his pale green eyes.

I nodded but didn’t move any closer.

He told me his side, from Shadows threatening all the guys lives if they didn’t rape me to Shadows showing him the tape.

A part of my brain thought it was wrong to have cameras in a girls room but then I remembered that I was indeed kidnapped.

I saw sorrow in his eyes, and regret.

Before I knew what I was doing, I ran over to him and hugged him tightly. "I’ll never forgive you. Any of you. But I can let go. Eventually." I said into his neck.

"Okay." he rumbled under my head. Hugging me back like he was afraid I would shatter.

When I let go, he let go and stood. "The Rev wants to apologize in advance for tonight. He hopes you’ll still want to be his COD buddy."

I nodded and let him put a chain on my wrist without the bracelets and lead me to the kitchen. Zacky sat me in the usual chair, restrained me then fed me waffles, bacon and hash browns along with a cup of milk.

Zacky took me to the music room The Rev took me to and asked me if I play.

"Guitar." I told him.

He smirked "Me to." He grabbed a left handed guitar and a right handed guitar.
"The Rev said he took you in here before. What did you play?"

"Uh..... some Led Zeppelin, and Metallica. Then something that went: 'She’s a dwelling place for demons, She's a cage for every unclean spirit, every filthy bird and makes us drink the poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings. Fallen now is Babylon the Great." I sung the last one as I had before.

Zacky’s eyes widened as I sang. "Oh. I know that song. Wanna learn another one?"

I nodded.

He put a paper on a music stand. "Did he have you do rhythm or lead?"

"Lead."

Grinning he gave me a few minuets to look over the music.

"Okay, I got it."

He stood and counted us off.

"Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun would never rise.
Living another day in disguise.
These feelings can't be right, lend me your courage to stand up and fight, on tonight.

Ooooo....
Stand up and fight.

The fighting rages on and on, to challenge me you must be strong.
I walk your land but don't belong, two million soldiers can't be wrong.

It's no fun but I've been here before
I'm far from home and I'm fighting your war.
(Not the way I pictured this, I wanted better things)
Some are scared others killing for fun, I shot a mother right in front of her son.
(Take this from my consciousness, and please erase my dreams)

Fight for honor, fight for your life.
Pray to God that our side is right.
Even though we won, I still may lose
Until I make it home to you
I see our mothers filled with tears,
grew up so fast where did those years go?
Memories wont let you cry
unless I don't return tonight.

So many soldiers on the other side, I take their lives so they can't take mine.
(Scared to make it out alive now murder's all I know.)
Nobody tells me all the reasons we're here. I have my weapons so there's nothing to fear.
(Another day, another life, but nothing real to show for)

Fight for honor, fight for your life.
Pray to God that our side is right.
Even though we won, I still may lose
Until I make it home to you
I see our mothers filled with tears,
grew up so fast where did those years go?
Memories wont let you cry
unless I don't return tonight.

Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun would never rise.
Living another day in disguise.
These feelings can't be right, lend me your courage to stand up and fight.

Watching the death toll rise wondering how I'm alive.
Stranger's blood on my hands, I've shot all I can
There are no silent nights, watching your brothers all die
To destroy all their plans with no thought of me
No thought of me, no thought of me

Ohhhhh.....

Walk the city lonely
Memories that haunt are passing by
A murderer walks your street tonight
Forgive me for my crimes; don't forget that I was so young
Fought so scared in the name of God and country"

Again I wondered who wrote this beautiful song.
"Awesome!" Zacky gave me a hug, wary of the guitars was wore.

"Uh, Cassidy?"

"Huh?"

"Would you like.....freak out if I kissed your forehead?" He sounded uncertain and uncomfortable.

It was ADORABLE.

"Probably not but if you did it out of the blue, yes."

He looked confused.

"So can I?"

I giggled and nodded.

He walked up to me, about a head taller, and pressed his pierced lips to my forehead. I closed my eyes as his hands landed on my shoulders and his fingers curled around my them gently.

I opened my eyes when he let go and put his guitar away. "Syn will be in soon. Pick another guitar if you want."

With that, he left.

He just, left.

Does he trust me that much?

Click

Nope, he locked the door.

A went into the guitar room and came out with another guitar.

"Good choice."

I spun around to see Syn tuning what I guess to be a personalized guitar judging by the fact that it has ‘Syn’ on it and the A7X symbol.

I nodded and we plugged into the amps.

"Try this. I call lead!" He put a paper in front of me.

A few minuets later we began.

""I'll try," she said as he walked away.
"Try not to lose you."
Two vibrant hearts could change.
Nothing tears the being more than deception,
unmasked fear.
"I'll be here waiting" tested and secure.

Nothing hurts my world,
just affects the ones around me
When sin's deep in my blood,
you'll be the one to fall.

"I wish I could be the one,
the one who won't care at all
But being the one on the stand,
I know the way to go, no one's guiding me.
When time soaked with blood turns its back,
I know it's hard to fall.
Confided in me was your heart
I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me."

Nothing will last in this life,
our time is spent constructing,
now you're perfecting a world... meant to sin.
Constrict your hands around me,
squeeze till I cannot breathe,
this air tastes dead inside me,
contribute to our plague.
Break all your promises,
tear down this steadfast wall,
restraints are useless here,
tasting salvation's near.

Nothing hurts my world,
just affects the ones around me
When sin's deep in my blood,
you'll be the one to fall.

"I wish I could be the one,
the one who won't care at all
But being the one on the stand,
I know the way to go, no one's guiding me.
When time soaked with blood turns its back,
I know it's hard to fall.
Confided in me was your heart
I know it's hurting you, but it's killing me."

"Yes!" Syn double high fived me with a smile plastered on his face.

I smiled back. Realizing while my nights were hell, my days were pretty damn good. (sometimes)

We spent hours playing Motorhead, Disturbed, Slayer and Motley Crue.

I’m slowly realizing that none (aside from Shadows and Johnny) are really that bad. I think I almost consider Zacky and maybe even Syn friends.

Almost.

I’ve considered The Rev a friend for a while, tonight might change that but.....

Anyway, Syn put away our guitars and took me to the kitchen, feeding me then letting me go to the bathroom.

To soon, I was fighting with him in the hall but he ended up strapping me to the bed again. Sympathy shown in his eyes.

"He’s going to regret this." he said before leaving the room and locking the door.