《So try and love me while you can [Zacky Vengeance]》Chapter Seventeen
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I took a deep breath and went back into the apartment. Zacky and Troy were eating cereal and watching cartoons. I held back a laugh when I watched milk dribble onto Zacky’s chin. I playfully rolled my eyes and grabbed a towel from the kitchen and handed it to him.
“Here, wipe your face.” I told him. He smiled and took the towel from me and dabbed his chin.
“Thanks.” He said with a smile.
I shook my head and crossed my arms.
“Geez, looks like I have two kids to look after now.” I said with a playful glare.
Zacky laughed and brought his bowl to his lips and drank the left over milk.
“But you love us though.” He said. I rolled my eyes.
“No, I love Troy, I haven’t decided yet on you.” I said.
He smiled at me and took his bowl to the sink. Troy just smiled and finished his cereal. When he was done, Zacky took his bowl and washed it out.
“Okay, so the guys should be here any second so we can start moving things to the new house.” Zacky said.
I nodded and picked up Icky off the floor.
“Wouldn’t want him to get lost now would we?” I said.
Troy came over and patted him on the head and he yipped. As if they read our minds, a few seconds later the intercom buzzed away letting us know someone was downstairs.
“Hey dicklicker! Let us in!” Brian shouted through the mic.
Zacky rolled his eyes and pressed the button that unlocked the door. Not long after, the four guys burst through the door. As soon as they did, all eyes were on me. Well except for Brian since he already met me.
“I told you.” Brian said under his breath to Matt.
Matt shook his head and cleared his throat.
“Well, I’m assuming by now you know who we are.” He said. I nodded but before I could speak, Troy came running into the room.
“You’re Avenged Sevenfold!” He shouted. I smiled and so did the guys.
“This is my-uh-son, Troy.” I said while mentally smacking myself.
This was going to be harder than I thought.
The guys all took turns answering whatever question Troy could come up with while Zacky and I just hung in the back.
“He’s a big fan.” I told him. Zacky smiled at him.
“And at such a young age, it’s awesome.” He said.
I smiled back and clapped my hands together to get their attention.
“Okay, we can have Q&A later, right now let’s get stuff to the house.” I said.
Jimmy muttered something about me being bossy and I just rolled my eyes and picked up a box and handed it to him.
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“Here, take this to the truck.” I said.
He pouted and I gave him a slight push. Johnny laughed and picked up a box and followed Jimmy.
“Well, looks like Zacky found him a woman that can keep him in line.” He said.
I smiled and turned around to Troy.
“Your job is to watch Icky and make sure he doesn’t get away. Can you do that?”I asked him.
“Duh, it’s not that hard Ky-mom.” He said quickly.
Thankfully no one was close enough to hear it. I gave him a glare of all glares and he nodded slowly. After taking a breath to regain my composure, I picked up a box and followed Zacky out to the truck.
Four hours and a dozen trips later, we were finally all moved in. We ordered a pizza and had a pool party to cool off from all the work we did. Once everyone was gone, Zacky and I flopped on the couch and let out big sighs.
“Well, that took longer than I thought.” He said. I chuckled and looked over at the clock.
“Oh shit.” I said.
Zacky raised his eyebrow and looked at me.
“What?” He asked.
I sighed and smacked myself on the forehead.
“I have to work tonight.” I said.
Zacky tensed up and shook his head.
“Kyle, I don’t think you should work there anymore.” He said through gritted teeth. I rolled my eyes.
“You think I want to? I don’t have a choice Zacky.” I said as I stood up. He stood up with me and took my hand.
“Hey, if you think you have to keep working to pay rent or something you don’t. I’m happy to let you and Troy live here for nothing.” He said. I sighed and shook my head and pulled my hand away.
“That’s sweet of you Zacky, but that’s not the only thing I need the money for.” I said.
“What is it for then?” He asked softly.
I turned away from him and chewed on my lip.
“My mom isn’t just an alcoholic, she’s a gambler and she’s in debt way too deep. So I strip to pay her bills.” I lied.
The real reason I needed that kind of cash was to pay off Troy’s father. When my mom had him, the dirt bag took her to court for child support and won. At the time, my mom had a decent job so he got used to his big fat child support check. When she lost the job, she couldn’t keep up with the payments anymore and he threatened to take Troy away. And my mother being the excellent person she was took me to the Playpen and told me if I didn’t start making some money she would start whoring me out herself.
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Zacky shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.
“No problem, how much do you need?” He asked.
I was mentally kicking myself for this one. What was I supposed to say now?
“That’s none of your business, and besides I’m under a contract at Playpen. I just can’t quit.” I said.
With that, I pulled my hand away and went to shower before work. When I was finished, I went into my bedroom and pulled on a white thong with a pink bra and pulled on my skirt and zip up. I left my hair wet and just threw some mousse in it. When I came downstairs, Zacky was leaning against the counter holding his keys.
“I’ve got to go, I’ll be home around 6.” I told him.
“I’m coming with you.” He said firmly.
I stopped in my tracks and spun on my 6 inch heel.
“No you’re not. You’ve got to stay here and watch Troy.” I said. He shook his head.
“Don’t worry that’s covered.” He said.
As if on cue, the door bell rang. Zacky opened the door and in came a short brunette.
“Kyle this is Mel. She’s a good friend of mine and she offered to babysit while we work this out.” He said.
I was mortified. He told someone, other than the guys, about me and my situation. I flushed crimson and closed my eyes.
“Fine. Let’s go.” I said through gritted teeth.
Mel shivered and just sat down on the couch and opened a book. I stomped out of the house and got in the car. Zacky slowly followed me and started it up.
“You are a bastard you know that?” I told him.
He didn’t say anything. He just drove to the club.
“I don’t know what you think you’re going to do, Angelo owns my ass for 5 years.” I spat at him.
I was fuming, I was so mad that I was stomping my feet on the ground and trying not to reach across and strangle him.
When we got to the club, Mac was standing outside waiting for me, like always.
“Oh and good luck getting past him.” I said as I got out of the car.
Zacky just calmly got out and followed me to the door.
“Hey Sin.” Mac said. I half smiled and walked up to the door.
Mac stepped behind me and crossed his arms, blocking Zacky from getting in the back.
“Sorry, this door is for the ladies only. Go around front.” Mac said.
“I need to talk to Angelo.” Zacky said. Mac laughed.
“That’s not gonna happen buddy. Either go back to your vehicle, or I’ll escort your there.” He said.
The one thing you didn’t do was mess with Mac. He was huge and he took his job as a bouncer very seriously.
“Zacky I told you, just go home. I’ll see you later.” I said as I opened the door.
“No, not until I get you out of here.” He said. Mac took a step closer to Zacky.
“Sir, I’m not gonna tell you again, get back in your vehicle.” He said more firmly.
Zacky stood his ground.
“No. I need to talk to Angelo.” He said again.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. Then Zacky did something that you should never, ever do. He tried to shove Mac out of the way. Mac was like a bull that just saw the red flag. He grabbed Zacky by the shoulder and set him in front of him. Then he cocked his big arm back and punched Zacky so hard, I’m pretty sure he broke his cheek. Zacky didn’t stand a chance. He fell to the ground like a sack of bricks and he didn’t get up.
“Zacky!” I shouted as I ran over to him.
“Oh my God, Zacky wake up.” I said softly.
“You know this asshole?” Mac asked me.
I sighed in frustration.
“Yes I know this asshole. I’m living with him.” I said.
I held Zacky’s head in my lap and stroked his hair.
“Oh, Sin I’m sorry. But you know the rules.” He said. I nodded and waved it off.
“It’s fine.” I said.
Then the door swung opened and Angelo was staring at us. His small face was as red as a tomato and he was clenching his fists.
“What the fuck is going on here! I’m running a whore house not a fight club!” He shouted.
“That guy wants to talk to you.” Mac said as he pointed to Zacky’s unconscious form.
I could see the color returning to Angelo’s face as a small smile broke across his lips.
“Looks like he gonna do a lot of chatting now, doesn’t he?” He said.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
“Mac, take him to my office. If he went through the trouble to get knocked out by you, I guess I can give him some of my time. That is if miss Sin over here gets her ass to work.” He said.
I closed my eyes and gave Zacky a quick kiss on the forehead before Mac picked him up.
“I mean it, go shake your ass.” He said.
As I passed him, he gave my ass a hard slap to make his point.
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