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Road Trip - Synacky

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"I think we should go on a road trip," Matt declared out of the blue one day.

"What? Matt, you sound like some middle-aged woman trying to bond with her children," Johnny turned to Matt, confused.

"Well, think about it. We seriously need some vacation time, and we hardly get to see some of the places where we tour," Matt explained.

"You're kind of right, we could do with vacation. I think Jimmy proved that, when he went out to who-knows-where by himself," Zacky grumbled.

"See, that's my idea. Since he went on his own vacation without us, let's prove to him that we can have just as much fun as him! So we can go on a road trip," Matt looked around, hoping the others would agree with him.

"I'm in," Brian commented. He was sitting at the couch, silently making motions on an air guitar.

Johnny nodded. "It's something to do," he said.

"Well then, I guess I have to," Zacky shrugged.

"Then it's settled! Pack your bags when you get home, we'll leave tomorrow!" Matt exclaimed happily.


- - -


Zacky's P.O.V.

We were grouped in a circle and standing by Matt's car, looking at a map that Matt was holding.

"See, we can just drive straight until we get to the east side of the country. Then we'll go north a bit and head back…we'll sort of go in a loop," Matt traced out the path with his finger.

"Yeah, one problem. Look at the trail you just made. You want us to drive through Lake Michigan?" Brian pointed to the large lake with his pinky finger. I smirked to myself at his comment.

"Sure, I'm cool with drowning," Matt sarcastically groaned in response. "We'll drive around it," He corrected his former path by making a "U" path around the bottom of the lake.

"I have a question. Who's going to sit where?" Johnny pointed to Matt's car, which provided just enough space for us to all fit.

"I'll drive. You guys can decide who else sits where," Matt answered.

"I'll sit next to you, those two can go…do whatever in the back seat," Johnny responded.

"You're disgusting," I said to Johnny, wrinkling my nose at him. On the inside, I didn't mind sitting with Brian. Actually, it would have been pretty nice. That was my secret, that I had a crush on Brian. A secret that I wanted to keep.

"I know I'm disgusting, you didn't have to tell me," Johnny proudly declared, strutting over by the passenger's seat and getting into the car.

"You guys are terrible to each other," Brian laughed at us as he walked around to the other side of the car to get in.

"I don't think there are any best friends out there who aren't mean to each other," Matt replied.

"That's true," I said to him. "When you trip and fall, a friend will help you up. A best friend will laugh and trip you again," I added.

"I've done that to Jimmy…" Brian mused.

Matt laughed at this and declared, "Now, let's get this car on the road!"

"Hurrah," Johnny cheered flatly in mockery.

I started to laugh, but I stopped when Matt turned on the car. As soon as the car started, the speakers started blasting Cowboys From Hell by Pantera at an indescribably loud volume.

"Sorry," Matt apologized as he turned the volume down.

"What the fuck, man?! I play in a metal band and that still hurt!" I hissed, bent over with my hands over my ears.

Brian laughed at me. "You're a wimp," he teased.

I punched him in the arm, but he grabbed me easily and put me in a headlock. "Don't act like you could beat me in a fight!" he growled, trying to hold onto me as I flailed.

"Hey! No bloodshed in the car!" Johnny turned around and said with a harsh tone of voice.

"Yes, ma'am," Brian put me down and saluted Johnny.

"That's 'sir' to you!" Johnny protested, reaching a hand back to slap Brian in the face.

"Remember what you just said, Johnny. My car. No blood," Matt elbowed Johnny, making the younger man retreat for a moment.

"Fine. I take my rule back," Johnny pretended to make a gun with his fingers and held it to Brian's forehead.

"You can't kill me, I'm Synyster Gates," Brian proudly declared, raising his chin.

"So what? That makes you a guitarist, not an immortal badass," Johnny responded.

"Of course it does," I jumped into the conversation. "He's sexy, he's American, and he wants your vagina," I continued. The sexy part kind of slipped out, but at least the other two sounded like normal comments for me to make.

"I feel violated!" Johnny whimpered as he protectively covered his crotch.

"What, admitting that you're female? This whole fight started because I called you ma'am," Brian scoffed. "I guess I was right!"

"I was joking!" Johnny spat back at him.

"Ladies, ladies, let's quit the fighting," Matt calmed them, playing the referee. I laughed when Brian and Johnny both sunk back into their seats.

"New conversation topic. Zacky called me sexy. Did anyone notice that but me?" Brian turned to me and stroked his chin as if making a "sexy face". I could feel my cheeks immediately turning red.

"No, I didn't. Aw, Zacky, does someone have a little boy crush?" Johnny cooed, smiling devilishly.

"It was a joke!" I hissed at him, having to cover up my embarrassment.

"Of course it was, I was just teasing you," Brian didn't even seem to notice how flustered I was, because he simply ruffled my hair and chuckled.

I sighed in relief, and we all rode in silence for a while.


- - -


I must've fallen asleep against the window, because I woke up with my neck and shoulders hurting badly. I shook my head to stretch out the cramp, probably looking like a wet dog shaking after a bath.

"Finally," Brian laughed from next to me, "We thought you were dead. Matt was going to bury you the next time we stopped."

"Because that seems likely, that I would drop dead for absolutely no reason," I rolled my eyes at him.

"You never know…" Matt said. I laughed, but stopped when my stomach rumbled. Loudly.

"Zacky's stomach has a point. Anyone else hungry?" Johnny inquired, turning to Matt.

"I'm starved. Let's stop at the next city we drive through,"  the singer answered. We were avoiding the freeway and driving through cities so we could see more. It was actually kind of interesting.

"Yay," Brian cheered, if somewhat sarcastically.

"We can just leave you to starve," I threatened him.

Suddenly, Matt's cell phone started to ring. "It's Jimmy," Matt checked the phone and tossed it back at me and Brian.

I shrugged and grabbed it off of the ground, answering, "Hey Jimmy."

"Hi. Why are you answering? What'd you guys do to Matt?" Jimmy immediately wondered what had happened to the owner of the phone.

I decided to mess with him. "A hooker killed him," I answered seriously.

"A hooker? Yeah right. Why would he be with a hooker in the first place when he's married?" Jimmy obviously wasn't buying it.

"She's the reason he was killed. See, there was this old woman. She said she got arrested for assault when it was really a robber trying to take her purse that she started beating up so he couldn't take her money. Then she told us that her grandson bailed her out, but she needed a ride home. We were gonna help her but it turned out that she was actually a hooker in disguise who broke out of jail. Then she tried to make us get in her car, and Matt was all, 'No man, I've got a wife!' so she pulled out a gun and shot him. He was dead right away. The rest of us were all so scared we got in the car with her. We're in her basement right now,"

"Yeah, that totally explains why I hear Brian laughing,"

"He's crying,"

Brian only laughed harder when I said that. Matt and Johnny were both covering their mouths to make sure that Jimmy couldn't hear them.

"Then let me talk to him," Jimmy responded.

I handed the phone off to Brian, who disguised his laughs to sound like uncontrollable sobs. "It's terrible, man!" Brian paused to cry. "She beat me up for trying to escape! She…she whipped me! It hurts so fucking bad! I'd rather be dead like Matt, because now she's going to get Zacky and Johnny and…" Brian broke off into another chain of sobs, which probably meant he was laughing too hard to talk.

I glanced out the window and noticed that we had already pulled up at a McDonald's. I looked at Matt, who winked at me and said in a voice that resembled a seductive woman, "Boys! Time for dinner!"

I grabbed the phone from Brian. "We need to go," I quickly said.

"Do you…want me to come and help you?" Jimmy suggested.

"You can't! She'll kill you like she did to Matt!" I hissed. I pretended to scream as I quickly hung up the phone.

As soon as I handed the phone back to Matt, the four of us all let out the laughter we were holding. It must've looked pretty silly, four guys sitting in a car in the McDonald's parking lot laughing their asses off.

"Okay, let's go get dinner from that crazy hooker who killed Matt," Brian held back another giggle as he got out of the car. The rest of us followed.

"Now, we do have to realize that we could be recognized," Matt brought us all back to reality.

"So? Then people are aware that they're in the presence of greatness," Brian shrugged, still going inside. I followed him, and Matt sighed in defeat as he walked after us.


After we had eaten, I started thinking about where we would go in the next couple days. I was kind of interested to go to Milwaukee, since Wisconsin was so different from California. Caught up in my thoughts, I hardly noticed Brian waving his hand in front of my face, saying, "Hello? Anybody in there?"

When he noticed that I was following his hand with my eyes, he rapped his knuckles on my forehead lightly.

"You didn't have to make that violent!" I spat at him, pushing him away. I probably shouldn't have acted so quickly, but I was like a 10-year-old when it came to emotions. You know, how little kids always make it their goal to piss off whoever they have a crush on?

"Whoa, sorry. Is someone on his man period?" Brian held up his hands in surrender.

"No, I'm not," I huffed at him, putting my head down and looking out the window.

"It's alright Zacky, we all go through man-struation," Matt broke my thoughts with an incredibly lame pun.

"You guys are gross," Johnny responded.

"Hm, funny, you were the one who said you had a vagina," Brian teased.

"Shut the fuck up, I said I was joking!" Johnny responded angrily.

"I know, I know, and I'm joking right now. Why are you all out to get me?" Brian crossed his arms and turned away.

I almost wanted to tell him how I was anything but out to get him, but I bit my tongue.

"I haven't said anything yet!" Matt exclaimed.

"Fine. I love you, Matt. The rest of you guys are shit," Brian stuck his tongue out at me and Johnny.

"I have to pee," Johnny abruptly changed the subject. It was starting to seem like we couldn't keep a single conversation for more than a few minutes.

"Not in my car," Matt warned Johnny.

"I wasn't going to, but we should stop next rest stop we pass," Johnny responded.

"Stop talking about it, now I do, too," I whined, fidgeting a bit.

"Being with you guys is like watching a bunch of little kids," Matt laughed at us.

"Adults have to pee, too!" Brian protested. He looked just as bad off as me and Johnny were.

"Ooh! Look!" Johnny pointed to a sign by the side of the road. Restroom. Matt laughed again and drove down the road that led there. I waited for him to park anxiously. As soon as the car stopped, the three of us nearly sprinted for the bathroom. It was almost pitiful.


- - -


"I'm so tired…" I groaned, trying again to get comfortable enough to fall asleep.

"Then go to sleep," Matt said in response.

"What do you think I've been trying to do?" I mumbled in response. It was hard to fall asleep with virtually no space to stretch out.

"Fine. I'm stopping to get gas," Matt declared. He drove up into the next gas stations driveway. Johnny and Brian, who were both dozing off, woke up as soon as the car stopped.

"I'm going to get something to eat from inside," Johnny got out, leaving just me and Brian in the car.

As soon as Johnny left, Brian prompted me, "What's going on, Zacky?"

"I don't know what you mean…" I said in response, actually knowing exactly what he meant.

"You know what I mean. You've been acting weird around me lately," he simply responded.

"Maybe I have."

"Why, Zacky?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

"No, I figured I could just sit here and interrogate you without any answers. Yes, I want you to answer that!"

"Fine, I'll do it. Brian, I really like you. More than like, I-"

"You love me?" Brian finished my sentence.

I only nodded in response.

Brian smiled and quickly placed a kiss on my lips. "Well thank you, because I love you, too," he said to me.

I grinned at him, and he smiled back. "You said you were uncomfortable sleeping crouched up like that, right?" Brian then asked me.

"Uh, kind of," I answered.

"Then get over here," He motioned for me to go over by him.

I crawled over by him and put my arms around his neck, resting my head against his chest. Brian put his head down on my shoulder, kissing me on the cheek and murmuring, "Sweet dreams."

"God, you sound so lovey-dovey," I teased him.

"Says the one using me as a pillow," Brian smirked back.

"But you're comfy…" I fought, snuggling closer to him and falling asleep.


- - -


I was awoken by voices and doors opening.

"Johnny, that took forever. Seriously, you spent almost an hour. Inside a gas station," I heard Matt's voice exaggerating over the end. I was about to sit up, but I noticed Brian was softly snoring and using my shoulder to hold his head up as he slept. So, I kept my eyes shut and let Matt and Johnny talk.

"It doesn't…uh, Matt?" Johnny suddenly stopped talking. My only guess was that he looked at us in the back seat.

"What?" Matt sounded confused.

Johnny must have pointed, because Matt responded, "Oh…" and left the two of them in silence.

"Yeah…" Johnny didn't have much to say.

"Just leave them. So long as they're not having mansex back there," Matt shrugged.

Brian evidently woke up while they were talking, because he laughed lightly.

"Okay. Then let's get going and find a hotel," Johnny said.

When Matt started driving and they both turned their attention to the road, I stretched up and kissed Brian on the cheek. "I love you," I whispered to him.

"I love you, too," Brian answered me as he kissed me back.

The beginning sucks, the middle sucks, and the ending sucks. I really don't like this story, but I spent a while writing it and would've been angry if I just stopped in the middle.

So...comments?

This is fiction and (as much as I'd like to) I don't own the characters. :D
© 2011 - 2024 Breezetail
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nagi000's avatar
Omg so funny that's great XD