Reese Sanders

After the heated kiss they had shared, Zacky found it even more hard to not just jump on her, every time he saw her. The other had tried to make him talk about it, but he never said a word. Because if he had, they would know he liked her. And they couldn't know. Especially Matt.
They had tried to ask Theresa, but that was the same. She didn't say a word. She asked once who it was, but no one answered her, saying they wanted it to stay secret. And she had never asked again. Zacky didn't really understand why... after had share a kiss like this one, he would absolutely have want to know who it was. we just don't work the same way... that's all. Maybe she hadn't liked it as he had. Then he thought about her reaction. okay she have like it as much.

For her, that kiss stayed in her head as a dream. The kind of dream teenagers have. But she didn't care. She would never say it to anyone. But that kiss the unknown men had gave her, had took a huge place in her. It was like she was falling for this guys she didn't know. She was feeling stupid: she didn't believe in love, nor in those stupid though. She believed in friendship and in sex. That was all. That was why she would never admit it.
And there was Zacky. He was acting so.... so... she didn't know how to say it. He was always gentle toward her. He always made small attentions to her. And one or two times, she had found him looking at her with lust in his eyes. And it had made her feel uncomfortable. She didn't know how to react. Did he wanted to have sex with her? Then why not just told her? Why was he acting like that? And that girl, he was in love with... how could she keep that in mind all the time? It wasn't a big deal. And she was happy for him.

Theresa tried her best to avoid being alone with Frank. Because he would ask a hundred questions about that night. She wasn't ready for it.
But a week after, she couldn't escape. The guys were out to buy food, and she was sleeping when they went away. But Frank stayed at the bus. And he woke her up at the second they closed the door.
She crawled out of her bunk.
"What you want, Frank?"
"You're running away from me for a week. I want to know why."
"I don't wanna talk about the 7 minutes."
"Why?"
"I don't exactly know... it was so different from everything I've ever lived... and you're making me talk about it!" She said, realizing.
He laughed. She gave him a dark look.
"Come on! I wanna know! Why are you so shy about it?"
"It's just... I don't know okay? I just don't wanna talk about it." She wanted that kiss to remain a memory, a dream. She didn't want to know who it was because it could break her dream of that kiss.
"And Zack?" He asked. She raised a eyebrow. "What, 'Zack'?" She asked.
"You like him or you just want him to fuck you?"
She had a little laugh "neither. He's like my brother."
She was good to hide her feelings. Well, when she was calm enough to think straight. She didn't want Frank to know. It would just complicate things. After all, Zacky was in love with another girl. shut up, Reese. You don't like him. He's just sexy. And gentle. she closed her eyes. Frank was about ask her something, but the guys opened the door. She almost run to them, running away from Frank.
She run to them, taking the food from Matt's hand. She looked at it, analyzing if it seemed good.
Zacky couldn't help but glare. She was wearing one of Matt's shirt, which was barely long enough to cover her ass, so every time she moved, he could see some of her ass and her panties. To complete, she wasn't wearing a bra. How can I not stare?!
The other didn't really seemed to mind. Well, they had all looked at her ass, but not like he had.
"Stop staring, Men" whispered Brian in his ear. Zacky looked away. Breath, men. Breath.
I'm just so bumb... I mean... I will never fucking be with her, and I know it. So why can't I take her out of my mind? I'm not stupud, I know if she want to do something with me, it'll be sex. And I'm not sure it's a good idea. Or more, I'm sure it isn't. It will just makes things harder ... and Matt will probably kill me for having night stand with her. Or for being with her. In either way, he'll kill me.

*at the end of the tour *

The day after, the tour will end. So tonight, after the show, the three bands will celebrate Christmas. They had decided that everyone will buy something to someone else. But, you only knew to who you gave the present, not who gave one to you. Theresa had buy a ear plug to James, since the budget was the same to anyone: no more then 10 dollars. But she had choose the perfect one: a pink one with a huge red heart on it.

"I think, this is time for present!!" Said Johnny, already drunk. Everyone cheered.
"Girls first!" Screamed Frank.
Theresa took the present with her name labeled. She shook in, curiously. She opened it....
... and burst of laugh. A tong.
She took the tong carefully. And looked at it closer. It was awfully pink and yellow. They all laughed together.
Avenged opened their present right after. Zacky received a tie. The exact same horrible colors as Theresa's tong. He couldn't help but smile at the idea of her wearing the two. And just the two.

The first night off, Brian, Matt, Johnny and Arin came to see their wives, while Zacky and Theresa went see their own friends. They days after, they all went to their family, to see everyone. And then Christmas. Theresa loved Christmas. Before. For now, Christmas just remained her of what happened just four days after. She couldn't celebrate Christmas without thinking about it. She was sad, it was the first Christmas with the whole family since a long time, but even. She couldn't think about anything else.
The day of Christmas had pass, and the days after, and she felt more and more numb each day.

And the final day came.

They spend the morning together. In silence. They had let flowers on his grave. But they all knew they will come back later, alone. They all had things to say to Jimmy. They had stop at Zacky's, because it was the closer from the cemetery.
Everyone was here. The band their wives, but also everyone's family, and Jimmy's family. And Jimmy's girlfriend. Everyone. But no one spoke. After a while, they all went home. But Theresa didn't come home with her parents. She didn't want to be with them. They didn't know Jimmy like her. He was their son's best friend. He was her best friend. She just didn't move from the chair. She didn't go with Matt neither, he had his wife. She looked at her hands.
After everyone was gone, Zacky sit down near her. "Wanna stay here?" She nodded.
"If only he could be here..." she whispered.
"Yeah..." he whispered back.
He took her in his arms. She was in fetal position, her knees against her chest. She let her head rest against his shoulder. They didn't even think to something romantic, they just wanted to hug.
"Jimmy... I'm sure you hear me!" She said, as she burst into tears. Holding Zacky's shirt in her hand, and crying on his shoulder. "Please, Jimmy...." he held her tighter." Jimmy! I just-just leave me a sign... please... I can't take it anymore. I need your help.... please, come back! How can I live, without you? It's not possible! I'm so alone in this fucking world. You made me feel like I belonged somewhere. And now you're gone. How can I belong somewhere you're not? Please.... I need you..." she was crying like a baby. She didn't even realize that Zacky could hear her. And she didn't give a shit.
"Just leave me something, Jimmy. I don't know. Anything! Leave me something to not be so alone. Just a sign. So I'll be able to believe. To believe into me, into life... please." She was still crying. Zacky didn't say a word. He couldn't. He was crying, too. He wanted the same. Not feel alone anymore. He wanted just one party all night with Jimmy, like they were doing before. Or a show with him. A rehearsal. Anything. Just a little of time.
His head was against hers. He held her close, as she cried into his neck. Her arms were now around his waist. Holding his shirt.
They stayed like this for hours. Crying all their pain.

It was already dark outside, when Theresa looked up to him. They looked into each other eyes. Without a word, she slowly kissed him. He answered her kiss.
After a while, their hands were roaming each other's body.
They just wanted someone to hold. Someone to show them they're not alone. It was a stupid thing, and they both knew it. They shouldn't have sex. But they didn't care. It was not to be alone, and that was all. They didn't speak a word as they went up to the bedroom.
But what they did that night, neither of them would forget it. It was magical. It was a kind of love they had never did. It was sad and bitter. But full of love and feelings. It was strange yet beautiful.
They fell asleep in each other's arms. Holding each other close.

When Zacky opened his eyes, he couldn't help but smile. And feel glad. He didn't move and keep acting like he was sleeping. Because he knew at the second they would wake up, they'll have to go away from each others.
She was doing the same as she woke up.
They stayed there. Not moving. They knew they couldn't be together. They just wanted to be able to hold each other. Just once.
They were so concentrate on each other, that they didn't hear someone walking in. Neither they heard the door opening.
But they clearly heard Matt's voice shooting:
"Reese? Zacky? WHAT THE FUCK?"