Musicians/Music Groups Fan Fiction >> Avenged Sevenfold
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Suddenly the door opened with a crash and Johnny came stumbling in with Jimmy in tow. I noticed that
Johnny had his arm in a cast.
“Johnny what the hell happened to your arm?” I asked running over to him looking at it.
“Well Jimmy was playing around and things went from funny to me having a dislocated shoulder
and a broken arm” Johnny explained rubbing his shoulder.
“So in other words it went from funny to funnier” Jimmy explained. Johnny just glared at
“I'm going for a shower” Johnny said waving to us as he walked upstairs.
“Well be careful on your arm, you loser” Jimmy and I both started laughing.
“So how did he break AND dislocate his arm exactly?” I sat on the counter top and looked
“Well, Johnny and I were on top of the tour bus jumping into the pool, seeing who could do the
biggest bombs.” He started. “But then I dared Johnny to jump in backwards, so he did.
And then when he jumped his arm hit the side of the pool. And that's how he broke his arm”
Jimmy was smiling at the end.
“Okay…” I nodded “So how did he dislocate his shoulder?” I asked
“Well when we were at the hospital getting his cast on, he was trying to chat up a nurse and
she sort of pushed him out of the way.” He was laughing so hard by now “And he tripped
on the end of his jeans and whacked his shoulder against the hospital bed” he wiped a tear
away from his eye from laughing too hard.
“Aww poor Johnny, does he know not to get his cast wet?” Just as Jimmy was about to
reply we heard a yell of pain coming from Johnny's bedroom. Jimmy and I ran upstairs and saw Johnny
lying on the floor with his jeans around his ankles. He was crying out in pain.
“What the hell did you do?” I asked walking over to him to help him up.
“I was taking off my pants and I tripped on the leg of my jeans!” he cried out more in
pain. Jimmy laughed at him and I turned to look at him.
“Jimmy are you going to help or not?” he walked over to me and helped me lift Johnny up
off the floor and onto the bed.
“Jimmy did you pick up my pain killers?” Johnny looked over at him.
“Err, yeah. Of course buddy” he patted Johnny on the back, and Johnny cried out in more
“Well can you go get them?” he asked with strain in his voice. He must really be in a
lot of pain. Jimmy nodded and went down stairs. Then we heard the car start up and leave.
“He forgot them didn't he” Johnny asked looking at me.
“By the sounds of it yes” I looked at him.
“I swear he will be the death of me!” Johnny half laughed, and rubbed his shoulder.
“Turn around” I told him.
“Why?” he looked at me puzzled.
“Just do it!” he turned around to face the wall. And I started to massage his shoulder.
“Your hands are like heaven.”
“Do you want to watch some TV?” I asked him after we had sat there for a few minutes.
“Yeah sure” we got up and walked over to the door. Just as I was opening the door
through it, and hit Johnny on the shoulder with the door.
“I HAVE THE PILLS!” Jimmy yelled.
“Great, I think I might need more than one now” Johnny groaned on the floor. I helped
him up off the floor.
“Oh, sorry man didn't see you there” he gave Johnny a small grin.
“All good just give me the pills” Jimmy handed him the pills and Johnny snatched them
out of his hand.
“Well I got to run guys, girlfriends waiting back home” he waved.
“Alright, see man” Johnny and Jimmy did there `man' hug, but Jimmy hit is back too hard
and Johnny yelled in pain.
“I think you should just go now Jimmy” I told him laughing slightly.
“Bye” Johnny and I both waved. Johnny walked into the kitchen and took a pill and tried
to make himself some pop tarts. I watched him fumble around since he only has one hand to work with.
I walked into the lounge room and then heard a yell from the kitchen. I ran into the kitchen to see
what he had done.
“What the hell did you do?” I asked running over to him.
“I burnt myself on the toaster!” he was blowing on his hand and jumping in the one spot
from the pain. “How the hell did you do that?” he just shrugged. “Put your hand
under some cold water” I said pointing to the tap. He nodded and ran to the tap and turned it
“You turned on the hot tap didn't you” I laughed he just nodded. I walked over to the
tap and turned on the cold tap. I grabbed his hand and shoved it under the tap.
“TOO COLD!” he started to jump around but I still had hold of his hand. He was getting
water everywhere. I pulled his hand out from the water. I walked over to the freezer and pulled out
an ice pack. Then I heard a thud followed by a scream of pain. I turn around to see Johnny on the
floor crying out in pain holding his arm.
“I slipped on the water that was on the floor”
“You are really clumsy aren't you!” I helped him up off the floor.
“Only today” he half smiled.
“Ok, go wait for me in the lounge room” He started to walk off. “WAIT”
“What?” he turned around.
“Don't turn on the TV, lights, DVD player, stereo or anything electrical!” I laughed. He
nodded and left. I grabbed an ice pack out of the freezer. Then I heard another yell in the lounge
room. What did he do this time! I ran into the lounge room and turned on the lights to see Johnny
lying on the floor.
“You said don't turn on the lights so I didn't! But then I couldn't see where I was going and
I slipped on the magazine that was on the floor and I hit my head on the coffee table” I just
burster into laughter. I handed him the ice pack for his hand.
“Ill get you another one for your head” I went into the kitchen and grabbed another one
and headed back into the lounge room and gave it to him.
“Thanks, I think it might be better if you just sit down and not do anything.” I
laughed, while he just looked at me with a pained expression on his face.
“Yeah maybe, when do I get my next pill?” he sounded desperate.
“4-5hours” he groaned and sat on the sofa. Just as he was relaxed Brian and Zacky busted
through the door.
“HEY BUDDY!” Zacky yelled, you could tell he and Brian was drunk. Johnny just held his
head. He must be in a lot of pain. They sat either side of him. Johnny glared at both of them.
“What's the matter Johnny?” Brian sniggered. “Got any action lately?” Johnny
just looked at me for help. I just shrugged. Zacky walked over to the stereo and cranked some head
banging music. Brian and Zacky started to head bang and spilling beer everywhere.
“Hey Johnny, pick a track!” Brian threw the CD case at Johnny and it hit him in the
nose. Johnny cried out in pain once again.
“MOTHERFUCKER” Johnny screamed.
“Opps, sorry dude” Brian apologised and walked over to him trying to rub Johnny's nose
better. But instead he just made it worse.
“Brian, Zacky maybe it's a good idea that you leave?” I asked hopefully.
“Yeah, ok we got to get back to out ladies anyway!” Brian yelled loudly.
“See you tomorrow Johnny!” Zacky yelled. Brian and Zacky slammed the door on their way
out and Johnny let out a big sigh. I walked over to Johnny to examine his nose.
“You're going to need ice on that” I grinned. He looked over at me with a blank
expression. “Aww, its ok Johnny, as long as no one else comes in we should be fine”. I
hugged him gently and lingered there for a while.
“Thanks, you're the only one who hasn't hurt me today!” he half smiled “Oh and
Matt.” Just as he said that Matt came in the door.
“HEY JOHNNY!” Matt yelled. Matt was a buff guy and he seemed to be drunk. Johnny looked
over at me and groaned. He knew that he was going to be feeling a lot of pain within the next 5
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