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

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Split Ends

Mikey is back in an hour, his face solemn. He's never sad like that. It bugs me. I walk over to him as he walks in the door.

"Babe?" I question, placing my hands on his hips. "Mikey what happened? What did you need to tell them?"

"Nothing."

"Mikey. Tell me, please."

He pushes away and walk to the couch, slumping down and putting his head in his hands. "I...I just...I think it'd be for the best. We all have family and wives now."

"Mikey," I say, narrowing my eyes. "Where are you going with this?"

"I suggested that we split up the band." He says, looking up at me.

"What?" I ask, my voice becoming a hushed whisper. "Mikey why would you..." I break off, walking over to him and sitting down on the couch too.

"We all have wives now and Ray's girl is pregnant and I just thought...well I thought I'd be for the best because we all have families now and....I just think..." He trails off.

"Think what?"

"It's for the best. We've had a great twelve years and I know people won;t forget us...how could they. We could actually start a family. And we wouldn't have to worry about you being an only mom because I'm away on tour so much. This is what I want. I just had to tell them my idea. They are going over it now."

"Really?"

"What?'

"You want to start a family. After all that happened. You still want to?"

"Of course. I'll always want children. Even when I was a kid, I couldn't wait to grow up and find Mrs. Right and settle down and have kids."

"Really?"

"Yes." I smile. He still wants a family.

In the heat of the moment I blurt out, "Wanna start now?" He looks at me, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"Start what?" He asks retorically.

"You know what." I smile.

"You sure?"

"I want to be positive." We both laugh at my joke. I lean back in his arms. "I do though."

"Okay."

I jump up from the couch. "Really?"

"Yes."

I grin at him and shed my jeans right there in the living room before sprinting to our room and shutting the door. Mikey follows me and pulls open the door, pushing me forward to the bed. He kisses me, long and deep and sweet and tender. I moan. He shuts and locks the door.

~The Test~

Lucky again. I scream happily as the stick drops to the floor. Mikey opens the door and I jump into his arms.

"YES!" I cry out and hug Mikey so tightly I swear I might have stopped his heart.

"Babe, you've got to be careful with this one, alright?" He says, putting me down on the counter. "No slipping out of the shower."

"That was five months ago."

"I know. But we don't want another five month episode, do we?"

"No." I tilt my head to the side and gaze at the scar crossing over his lips. It seems such a long time ago. Meeting them, hey seemed like strangers. Now, they're my family. My parents don't exist in my world anymore. Lizzy's on her honeymoon, and she and Heath have decided to move back to Cali. These guys are my only family. And even if the band does split up, I will always have them. They will never NOT be my family. They will always be in my life. And so will this child. Another child. Can you believe it, 3 pregnancies in 3 years. I seem like such a little whore. At least it's the same guy, right?

"That's what I thought." Mikey kisses me. "I love you Pierce. And make sure, this time, if you start feeling wierd, call me."

"I tried to last time." I say. "I couldn't find my phone."

"Just promise me."

"I promise alright."

"Thank you." He kisses me again and I realize then, how soft his lips are. Baby soft. And now, for the third try, we are going to have a baby. Together. And this time, I am determined to keep it. I won't lose it this time. No abortion, no adoption, no miscarriage. I am going to keep it that way. Nothing else.

~Later~

Frank, Ray, and Gee are over for dinner tonight. We've decided. We're not going to wait this time. We have to tell them. I am so full of excitement, I can hardly eat my dinner. Ray noticed. Hell, they all noticed.

"Um...Mikey, did you break your wife?" Gerard asks, staring at me, a confused expression in his eyes.

"No, Gee." I glance at Mikey and both of our faces are cracked with wide grins. "No. I didn't break her. She's so perfect." He puts his cheek in his palm and stares at me.

"Somethings weird here, thought." Frank says."

"Weird?" I ask. "No. Not weird. Perfect."

"What happened."

I turn my gaze to Gerard, staring directly into his eyes. "We're....We're having a baby."

"Whoa. That's never going to get old from you two. You're like a bunch of animals." I smile.

"But...We're actually going to have a baby this time. I'm not having an abortion or giving it up for adoption or having a miscarriage. I am saving this baby."

"You notice that you've gotten prego three times and right now you are only 20." Ray says.

"So. I want a child."

"Yes."

"I do. We do. Do you have to judge?" I ask.

"Sorry."

"That's what I thought."

"Hey Pierce." Franks asks. "You opened it yet?"

He struck a nerve. The day of my birthday. Heath had handed me three gifts, saying one was from Jared. I didn't open it that day. And I haven't yet. I'm afraid to.

"No." I say haughtily. "And I won't."

"So, you're just going to let it sit in the back of the cupboard?"

"Yes."

"Can I open it?"

"No!"

"Aww...c'mon Pierce."

"Today is a happy day for us." I yell, pushing my chair back from the table. "Why do you have to bring up bad memories?" I ask and walk away from the table, into our room.

The truth is. I'm never going to open it. Never.