Reese Sanders

I rose my head, to find Mom looking shocked.
Oh my fucking god, please, tell me I didn't say it out loud.
"You... you're what?!" She said. Oh gosh. I had said it.
"It's true?" She asked. "Not completely sure. But yes." I whispered.
I'm a thirty years old men who tell his love story to his mom. So pathetic.
She smiled widely. What the fuck?
"I always dreamed to be a grand mother!" She said, laughing. I couldn't help but smile. I had always been close to my mom. I had live with her since I was around ten, when my father left. She had always been proud of who I had become. She was my first fan. And even now she was by my side. She wasn't even upset that I had a child with a girl who wasn't even my girlfriend. I smiled to her.
"But what will happens? I mean, you're not together, right?" I nodded. "So what will you told everyone?"
"I don't know, Mom... I haven't speak about that with her. I don't know. Maybe it's better to not tell everyone. At least not now."
"Yeah that's better. I promise you I would never tell a word about it to anyone!" I glared suspiciously at her. "Pinkie promise?" She asked, with a kid's smile. I laughed. "Okay I believe you!" She pouted. "No pinkie promise?" "Mom, grow up!" She laughed with me. "I'm maybe still a child, but I'm grown up enough to not make child to anyone!"
"She's not anyone!" I denfended myself. But I knew she had won. "Oh! Then who is she?"
That's true, who is she to me? "Matt's sister" I asked more than said. "Don't serve me that shit, son. Who is she?"
"Okay... then a friend ?" She didn't believe me at all. "Who I maybe like a little?"
"Kid, I know you. You seem to like her way more than 'a little'"
I looked away. "Believe what you want, Mom." "I will! Want me to tell everyone to come in?"
I nodded.

Everyone stayed at the hospital all day long. They mostly stayed in my room, coming one after the other in Reese's room. I wished I could go, and talk with her about the baby. But she wasn't awake, but they went see her and talk to her. I had asked of it was possible to go see her, but the doctors said I couldn't move away from my bed. It will took me two or three days to be able to sit on a week chair. And I had so many painkiller that I had stopped to count.
It took Reese three days to open her eyes. They all went see her. And I stayed alone in my room. It was okay, I mean, they wanted to see her as much as I wanted. It was normal to go. But I was still feeling alone. And I wanted so badly to see her. We needed to talk, she was right.

The day after, they let me sit on a wheelchair, with my right leg strait before me. It was ridiculous. But I could go into her room. As my mom opened the door, all the head turned to me.
"Oh gosh, Iron Zacky is coming!" Annouced Brian.
"Shut up Syn!" I answered. I knew they would give me hell.
"Yeah, pay attention, Brian, he'll roll the shit out of your feet!"
"Fuck you very much, Short Shit!" They all laughed. And I heard a laugh. I turned my head. I let my eyes wandered around her. Our glances met. She smiled weakly then looked away. My eyes went to her stomach. I looked up once more to her face. Shit, she saw my glance at her stomach. She knew I knew.
"How're you? Good to be awake?" He asked. She smiles widely. "So fucking great! I feel still weak, but that's good!"
"Glad to hear it!" I smiled.
My mother opened the door, and came in, with cups of coffee in her hands. She gave one to everyone in the room, but not to Reese. "So, Reese. How are you?" "I was just telling Zack that I'm good but still weak." "Good to hear! And the baby?"
The room went instantly quiet. Tensed. Matt seemed angry, and none of the guy wanted to step into this discution. But Reese acted like nothing happened. "He or she is great!"
"For when it is?" "Around September."
"You can't keep it." Whispered Matt. She rolled her eyes. "I can't wait form him to be here." "You can't fucking keep it!" Shouted Matt.
"Yes I can and I will. So now, let me have a gentle discution!" "No! Maybe mom and dad are okay, but I know it's a stupid idea!"
"Fuck you! It's not because I'm still a kid in your eyes, that I'm not adult enough to choose by myself!"
"No! You're not! Not when you've had a child with a night stand! You don't even know his name!"
"And? I can raise that child! And I don't care what you think about that! I want that baby! He's mine and you'll never took him from me!"
"You never wanted a child!"
"Leave! Matt, leave my room!"
"Why?! You can't fucking face-" "You two shut up!" Screamed my mom. They turned to her. "Kids, you're in an hospital. Matt, you should go out to take a breath." He didn't move. "Now!" He sighed and go. We stayed deadly silent for a minutes. "I need a smoke." Simply said Brian, taking the first excuse he found to go away. Johnny hurried after him.
"Thanks Marian," smiled Reese.
"That's nothing, kid!" She looked at me. "I need to go. You think you can came back to your room without me?" She asked, concerned. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not five years old!" "I'm not sure, sometime!" She said as she went out, smiling.
Stupid mom.
I turned to Reese. She was glaring at me. Our glances met. We stayed here, glances locked, looking into each other's eyes for a long time. Until she whispered "you know?" My eyes fell to her stomach. "Mine?" I whispered.
She nodded. "I said I didn't know who the father was, I don't know if you want to say it... I mean, Matt will kill you..."
I closed my eyes. "I know." "Maybe you... you don't want it... so we can just act like it's not yours" "no!" I said. I wanted the kid! "I mean, Matt will kill me if he know, but I can still be on his life. Even if nobody knows he's mine." She smiled to me. "I can't wait for he or she to be there." She whispered.
"What changed your mind?" I asked. "I mean, about keeping this kid?" I explained.
"Remember that day?"
Yeah I remember. I remember it way too clearly. I nodded.
"Remember I asked Jimmy to give me something to not be so alone?" I nodded again. "And the same night, that was created."
"You believe in fate?" I asked.
"No. I believe in Jimmy." She just say.
We stayed silent. "I should go back to my room. See you" I said, as I rolled to the door. "See you Iron Zacky!" "Fuck you Big Reese!"
"Fuck you too!" I reached the door. I opened it, but stopped as I heard Reese say "Zacky?"
I turned my head to her. "Yeah?"
"Thanks." "What for?" "Being there." I smiled. She smiled too. My heart was beating fast. Reese, don't give me that so beautiful smile....

As I woke up the next morning, my mom was by my side. I smiled to her.
"Hey, Kid!" I rolled my eyes, playfully. "How're you?" I shrugged. "I have so many painkiller, so that's okay."
She looked at me. Trying to notice any sign I could lie. I was lying, a little bit. It was painful, but not too much. It could have been way worst. My knee was broken, and I would stay in that fucking wheelchair for one or two month. And another one or two month to be able to walk normally. They said that even after that time, playing a whole show, standing up, and jumping everywhere would not be possible. Maybe in six month. I didn't exactly know what we would do with Avenged Sevenfold. The guys had said to the fan the whole situation and cancelled some shows. But we couldn't cancelled six fucking month! Or I would have to play, sitting on a chair. That would be absolutely ridiculous.
"Earth to Zacky! Earth to Zacky!" My mom exclaimed, smiling,waving her hand before my eyes.
"Sorry, what were you saying?"
"That the doctor would come expect your knees in some time. To see when you'll quite hospital."
"The soonest! I can't fucking take it! I hate hospitals!"
She laughed. "And you say you're a grown up." She looked at the ceiling.
There was a knock on the door. "Come!" I shouted. Brian stepped in.
"Hey Zack! How're you since yesterday?"
"Great" I smiled.
He fell on the chair next to me. My mom stood up and left, saying she had to work. But we all knew she just wanted to leave us alone.
"That's fucked up..." whispered Brian.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Yesterday, after Matt and us came home, we had a talk, with our wives. It was... tensed. Matt kept saying that's a stupid idea, and Val kept screaming that it's not his choice. Val had slept in my house with Michelle, and she had Owen with her. Honestly I think he should let her do what she want. Anyway, we two know she would do what she want. All he'll have is just her leaving once more. I really think he is acting stupidly."
I nodded. "It's not worth loosing her. Or getting mad with his wife."
"Yeah. I just hope he'll understand soon enough."
"Men, his wife has just slept in another house, taking his kid. I think the message is clear." I exposed, rising an eyebrow. Brian nodded. "I just hope all that shit will stop soon. I don't want that to step into the band's stuff."
I stayed silent. I just nodded. If Matt knew it would more than just 'step into the band's stuff'. Would it break the band? Gosh I hope no....
The doctor opened the door some minutes after.
"Hello Mr Baker. How are you feeling?"
"Well, better. It still hurt, but that's okay."
"Okay, with all the test we have made, I think you will leave us soon. And you will start the re-education soon."
I smiled. YEAH!
He stayed, explicating to us what would happened, and shits.

"I go see how she is, then come back home, wanna come?" He asked. I nodded. "Gimme the chair." He took it, and put it near the bed. He was trying to not laugh. But obviously, it was hard.once I was in, he went behind me, and pushed me to the door. He opened it, then we went to Reese room. But as we were in the corridor, Brian began to run, making me roll quicker and quicker. We were grinning like five years old. And we reached the ends of the corridor, so Brian tried to turn. Tried. My shoulder hit the wall, but it didn't stop the chair's run. It turned a half on itself, before finally stopping. I looked into Brian eyes. He was holding his own arms. He must had hit the wall too. Seconds after, we brusted out of laugh. We start again, going to her room. We knocked, then opened. She smiled as she spotted us.

We kept talking about nothing, Reese, Brian and I. Until Matt opened the door, followed by Val.
He looked straight at Reese, as Val smiled to Brian and I. Silent filed the room.
"Reese..." began Matt. "I'm... I'm sorry." Her eyes went wide, as a huge smile spreaded on Val's face. "It's your business. Even if I still think the same, I let you do what you want. Okay?"
She smiled. And opened her arms wide. "Come here, Bro!!" He smiled too, and bent down to hug her close. "Ouch!" Shouted Reese, pulling herself into a ball.
"What happened??" Asked Matt. What the fuck is happening?
We all took a step forward. (But not me)
"I-It's nothing, really. Gosh it hurts... it's just... a kick."
We all shared. What?
"The baby, idiots!"
We were still staring. My baby. He kicked her. He was moving. Gosh. My baby. My kid. Holy shit.
Val walked to her. "That's amazing! And it fucking hurts. But that's so cool!" She laughed. Reese laughed with her. "Yeah, I know what you mean!"
"Can I touch?" Val asked. Reese rose an eyebrow, and pulled her shirt up. Her belly was visible, but not so huge. How can you have missed it? Val put her hands on her belly, slowly. She moved them. Then pouted. "He doesn't move." Reese smirked. "He only move for the good ones" she winked. "Just kidding, I don't control anything, and he just move whenever he wants to."
"Can i try?" Asked Brian. I couldn't help but smile. He loved kids. They were the only people with who he wasn't a dick. He loved kids. And I was pretty sure he would have one, in not so much time.
After like one minute, he surrendered, pouting, and took his hands off her. I rolled to her. Why did I came, to touch it, I have no idea. But I did. And I pulled my hands on her. I hadn't touch her skin since a long time. The simply contact t of my hands against her belly made me shiver. Is she shivering, too? But before I could know the answer, I felt it.
A kick.
Against my hand. My heart skipped some beat. My wide eyes starring at her belly. I rose my head to look at her. She was smiling. I was smiling too. With a huge one.
MY fucking baby just move! Against my hand!
My heart was beating so fast.
And another. The baby kicked a second time. In my fingers.

I'm gonna be dad.

*end of Zacky's POV*

Three days after, Theresa and Zacky were send off Home. Zacky stayed at his mom's house, because he had to stay on the wheelchair and he needed help to do almost everything. Reese decided that she could stay at her home, but she was all the time at Matt's or at her parent's house.
Her parents were okay with the kid, even if they weren't okay at all with the unknown father. They hated the idea. Like Matt. But he hated the idea of her having a baby. But even if he hated it, he tried his best to be gentle with her. And day after day, he hated it less and less... he saw how happy Reese was, with the baby.
The more the time passed by, the more afraid she felt. Was Matt right? Would she be able to rise that baby on her own?
And Zacky? He seemed to like the fact of having a baby. But he'll not rise it. Just "be there". And they couldn't be together. But maybe if they had been together, he wouldn't have agreed with keeping the baby.
Although she couldn't help but wante to be with him. She liked him, that was obvious. She wanted to be able to kiss him whenever she wanted. She wanted to be able to sleep with him beside her. To lay in his arms.
But Matt. He would became mad. They worked together. They couldn't be mad at each other: it could touch their band's stuff. And she knew the band was so precious for them that they would never do anything that could affect the band.
The situation was so fucked up...