Zack pulled into the driveway of his beloved home in Huntington Beach, California after spending some time over at his friend's house. He sighed and got out, locking the doors behind him. He never really looked forward to coming home to his girlfriend. She always nagged at him about anything and everything. On his way up the driveway he noticed that said girlfriend's car was packed full with her matching luggage set and other random belongings of hers. Upon seeing this, Zack began to feel almost, excited. He had been planning on breaking up with Gena for a while now. He couldn't stand her anymore and all the feelings that he had once had are all gone. Long gone.

He walked up the stairs and into his large house, discovering Gena getting ready to walk out the door, for good.

"Hey, Gena." Zack greeted her emotionlessly.

"Shit Zack. I wasn't expecting you home yet." Gena said, looking like a little kid who just got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "We need to talk." She seemed flustered about something, which caused even more excitement to well up inside of him.

Zack just stared back at her with his arms crossed over his chest in accusation, still completely stoic.

"I don't love you anymore, Zack, and, well, I'm leaving you." She told him when he didn't answer.

Zack beamed at this wonderful news. Well, it was wonderful to him. He was very relieved. Maybe too relieved, but he didn't care, he's just thankful that he can check one more thing off of his to-do list. And plus, if it was HE who was breaking up with HER, he knew she would completely tweak on him, and he has no clue as to what would happen then and now, he'll never have to find out.

"That's all the reaction I get? A smile? Why the hell aren't you sad, Zachary? This is so not how-"

"Wait! I so gotta call Bri." Zack pulled his cell out and dialed Brian's number. He thought it was kind of funny, how she expected him to be sad and her expression when she saw his not so sad reaction was hilarious. This phone call couldn't wait.

"Hey Zacky, what's up man?" Brian's voice said through the phone speaker.

"Dude, Syn, Gena is breaking up with me!" Zack told his best friend cheerfully.

"Finally!" Bri cheered and Gena glared in the direction of her now ex and the phone at his ear. Brian has never liked Gena, nor have any of his other friends.

"Zachary!" Gena swung the bag at Zack's head, knocking the phone out of his hand, sending it tumbling down to the floor.

"Don't you dare hit me in my own home!" Zack yelled. "Get out of my house, Gena!" He pointed towards the door with a slightly pissed off, slightly amused look on his face.

She rolled her eyes and turned her back on him. She swung the door open, stepped over the threshold, and then slammed the door shut behind her.

Zack bent down and picked up his cell phone, putting it back up to his ear.

"Syn, call the guys! This calls for a celebration!" Zack told him.

"Alright Vengeance! Will do! How 'bout Johnny's bar, one hour?"

"That's perfect!" They said their goodbyes and Zack slid the cell back into his jeans pocket. He looked down at his faded black Jack Daniels muscle tee and pulled on the ends, straightening it from when he was assaulted by Gena. He let out a relieved sigh and walked up the stairs to his bedroom to lie down for a while until he had to leave.

Zack arrived at Johnny's Bar at precisely seven p.m. and found all four of his other band members crowding the bar counter with countless shots and beers.

Johnny was the first to notice his friend making his way over to the group. He jumped up from his spot on Matt's right and ran towards Zack.

"HIGHFIVE!" They slapped a high five and Zack sat down on the barstool between Brian and Matt.

*three hours later*

"I gotta…" Burp. "Piss…" Zacky slurred. He stood up and began stumbling towards the restrooms.

"Don't fall in!" Jimmy called after him.

Zack giggled and continued on towards the men's bathroom, trying to concentrate on not letting his face come into contact with the hard floors.

After finally making it to the men's bathroom, Zack did his business and then walked up to the sink to wash his hands.

The light overhead flickered as if it was about to go out and went still again. Zack looked up at it uneasily. He turned his attention back to the water faucets and switched on the warm water. He scrubbed his hands free of any germs that may have taken refuge upon his skin over the course of the night and switched off the warm water faucet. When the sound of the running water was no more, Zack began to hear faint footsteps approaching from behind. He slowly turned around, but there was no one in sight. He turned back around and reached for a paper towel, drying his hands, dripping some water onto the floor in the process. When his hands were finally dry, he threw the paper towel away and looked back into the mirror to check out his reflection one last time before heading back out to his friends, but was met with not only his green eyes, but a pair of piercing blue eyes staring back at him. The man with the blue eyes reached up and put something over Zack's mouth. He gasped in shock and breathed in whatever the man had put in the cloth that was now covering Zack's mouth, he began to feel dizzy and was to the point that he had to fight against his eye lids, which became very droopy.

And then, everything went black.

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