I'm in Love...with a Rockstar (MCR)

Chapter Sixteen: Married

        Finally, when we have a free month in our schedule, Mikey and I decide, we're going to get married. We drive back to Belleville, New Jersey, Mikey's home town. We are just going to go to a Rabbi, who can get us married in a hurry. I put on my nicest thing, which is my dressiest maternity shirt. Getting married at the end of my second trimester. Only three months to go.

        I am standing, facing Mikey, the Rabbi in front of us.

        "Pierce, do you?"

        "I do."

        "Mikey, do you?"

        "I do."

        "You may kiss the bride." Mikey steps forward and I wrap my arms around him waist and kiss him deeply. It feels right. Now that we've met with the adoptive parents, she doesn't even really feel like my child. I stare at the wedding band as Mikey slips in on my hand. I pull out the gold band and slip the one I picked out, onto his finger.

        "I love you."

        "I love you too."

        "Mrs. Mikey Way." I smile as we walk down the marble steps. I like it."

        "Me too." Mikey says.

        "Ello Sista'." Gerard walks up to me. "Whoa. I can actually call you sister. Weird." I grin and slip one of my hands into Mikey's hand, and the other into Gerard's. We walk to the bus. I struggle to get onto the bus, for my stomach is so big, I can't believe I'm not due for three more months. Mikey puts his hands on my waist and lifts me to the first step.

        "Thanks." I walk onto the bus and greet Pete and collapse onto the couch. "Halo anyone?"

        "She's definitely not the feminine type." Ray says, grabbing a controller.

        "I might be pregnant, but doesn't mean I have to act like a girl." I catch the controller that Mikey tosses to me before he sits down.

        "We have to have a honeymoon." He whispers into my ear.

        "You want to?"

        "Yeah."

        "Well, how bout' after this baby girl is born?" I ask, "I'll be pretty unhappy 'till then."

        "Alright." Frank turns on the console. Halo is already in.

~Later~

        "Die Bitches!" I scream as I shoot Mikey.

        "It's not nice to shoot your husband." Mikey pouts.

        "You're not my husband in this game. Deal with it." I sneak up behind Frank and stab him, his avatar collapses.

        "Awww....Pierce!" He wines.I climb into a warthog and drive around until I find Gerard. I shoot him.

        "Pierce!" He groans. Ray is frantically searching for me.

        "I'm behind you." I say, he turns around. I shoot him.

GAME OVER

WINNER: Pierce

        "Aww...man." Frank jumps up to turn off the console.

        "Damn girl." Mikey says. "You're good." He kisses my cheek.

        "Thank you." I say and kiss him.

        "Darn." Gerard snaps his finger. "I wish I had my wife in the band." I giggle.

        "Of course you do." Mikey replies.

        Ray gets up from his seat on the couch and walks over to the fridge. "Beer, anyone?"

        "I'll have one." Frank says, and dodges the flying beer can as Ray chucks it at him.

        "Me too." Gerard says.

        "What about you Mikes?"

        "No. My baby can't have one, I'm not gonna either."

        "Awww...Thanks babe." I smile. "Even though I wouldn't have one anyway." Gee pushes the tb in and as it clicks, the beer can pops open and instead of beer, there is a small green plastic snake.

        "SNAKE!" Gerard scream and jumps up onto the table.

        "It's fake." Mikey laughs. Gerard scowls at him.

        "I hate you."

        "I know."

        "You are an idiot...a fucking idiot."

        "Thank you." Gerard get down off the couch and picks up the snake.

        "I really do hate you."

        "I love you too." Gerard jumps over the table and tackles Mikey, bowling him over. They roll around the floor of the bus for a while, to my amusement. Finally, they get to their feet and brush themselves off. I smile as Mikey sit next to me. A pain tears through my abdomen and I double over. (well, as far as I can with my pregnant belly) I groan.

        "Pierce." They all stop and shift forwads towards me. ''Are you okay." My insides are churning and I squeeze my eyes shut.

        "Fuck." I moan.

        "Is it the baby?" Mikey asks, sitting next to me, "Something wrong?"

        "Yeah." I say before standing up and scrambling to the bathroom, where my insides are turned upside down and I vomit. I slam the door shut before any of the boys can come in. I'm sick again. This is not morning sickness. I haven't gotten sick since I found out I was going to have a baby. It's not normal. I hear footsteps outside the door.

        "Baby?" It's Mikey. "Are you okay?" I answer him by vomiting again. "Oh. Um do you need anything." No answer, more hurling. I collapse onto the bathroom floor, sweat dripping off my face.

        "This is terrible."

        "I'm sorry, honey."

        "Go away." I groan, vomiting once again.

        "Alright. Feel better." I vomit in response. I pass out on the bathroom floor.

.........

        "Is she awake yet?" Mikey's voice.

        "No." Unknown voice.

        "Why?" Gerard.

        "Yeah, she's our sister. Why isn't she awake?" Frank.

        "Yeah?" Ray.

        "I don't know. She should be waking up anytime." Unknown voice.

        "Why was she so sick?" Mikey.

        "Since she got pregnant, not once did she come into any hospital to get a checkup. It affected the baby. We don't know why, We don't know how, but-"

        "What do you know?" Mikey yells. "That is my wife! Tell me what you do know."

        "She's stable." The unknown voice stammers.

        "Good." Mikey breathes. "Good." My eyes flicker open.

        "Pierce!" Ray runs forward to my side. "You're awake." The others join him, Mikey grasping my hand. I'm in a hospital. Again.