Right Down Cherry Lane//Warrant •Jani Lane•

We'll Be Okay

The next morning I woke up with a killer fucking headache. I sat up and rubbed my hands over my face. Then I realized it was quiet. I stood up and realized I was naked.

"What the hell?" I said as I grabbed a pair of shorts and shirt from the floor. I looked at the bed and Jani was out. That didn't bother me.

My eyes went wide. Where the fuck were my kids!? I didn't even bother knocking on the door that conjoined Jon and I's room, I just opened it and walked it. He was asleep. I shook his arm.

"Jon, Christ sake, wake up!" I said. He did. "Lori? What the hell?" He questioned. "Where's the girls?" I questioned him. He looked at me tiredly.

"They're with Erik." He said. I ran my had over my face again, letting out a sigh of relief. "Hey." He said, now sitting up. "What?" I questioned.

He pointed to my hand. "What's that?" He asked as I looked to my left hand. There was ring on ring finger. "I don't know, a ring?" I said, too hungover and having no idea what significance of the ring was yet.

"Looks like a wedding ring." Jon joked. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever." I said as I walked out and back into Jani and I's room, closing the door.

"Where'd you go?" He asked, now awake. "I woke up freaking out cause I didn't know where Grace and Carrie are. I went to Jon to see if he knew. Turns out they're with Erik." I told him.

He nodded. "What happened last night?" He asked as rubbed his eyes. I shrugged. "Fuck if I kno-what is that?" I asked, looking at his hand and seeing a very similar ring on his left hand like mine.

"What's what?" He questioned, also hungover he stood up and grabbed a pair of boxers and put them on. "That." I said as I pointed to his left hand. He looked at it. "It looks like a wedding ring-hey you got one too." He said lifting to my finger.

We stare at each other, trying to replay what happened last night. "We didn't...did we?" I question. He shrugs. "We could have just bought them for the hell of it. We don't know nothing." He said.

That made me feel a little better. I nodded and sighed as I walked over to my suitcase to get clothes for today. I stopped when I saw a piece of paper. It was folded so I stoop up and unfolded it.

I read it briefly and nearly shit my fucking heart out. "Oh my fucking god." I said. "What? What is it?" Jani asked concerned, walking over to me. I held out the paper for him to read.

"Oh shit." He said as he read it. I nodded. We then looked at each other with wide eyes. "We got married." We both said to each other.

I nodded slowly. I looked at the ring on his left hand and then I looked at the one on mine. "We know something now..." I said, bewildered.

He nodded. I took the paper from him again and read it again, at the bottom was two drunken scribbles that I guess sufficed for official signatures on a marriage license.

It was quiet. So without another word, I set the paper on the bed and both of us started getting ready for the day and complete silence.

After we were done, we walked out of our hotel room without a word and met everyone downstairs for breakfast. "Took you two long enough!" Richie yelled. I rolled my eyes.

"Is everything alright?" Sharon asked. I looked at her and shrugged. "I don't fucking know." I said honestly. Jani sat down and I sat down away from him.

Our relationship was still fresh, and we never talked about marriage or shit like that. So we were at an impasse and were stonewalling.

"Lovers quarrel." Steven whispered. I rolled my eyes. "Let's just get breakfast, yeah?" I suggested. They agreed and Jon held Carrie's hand while we walked to the breakfast place and I carried Grace.

The whole breakfast for me, was just. Trash. The tension between Jani and I could be cut with a fucking spoon.

"So what did everyone end up doing last night after the show?" Alec questioned. "Slept." Ozzy said. "Wrote." Said Jon. "Drank." Said Richie.

Everyone had their own answers. "What about you?" Tico questioned me. I shook my head. "Jani?" Erik questioned. Jani put down his fork, fed up. "Fine if you all must know, Lori and I got shit faced last night and ended up getting married! No can we just eat?" He said, pissed.

It got quiet. The rest of breakfast was like that. We then went back to the hotel and Jon took Grace and Carrie.

Jani and I were in our room, still not talking. I eventually walked out. I ran into Erik.

"Are you okay?" He questioned. I shrugged. "He and I never talked about this...marriage I mean. I just-I don't know." I told him.

"Well you two love each other right?" Erik asked me. I nodded. "Then all you gotta do is talk, work this out." He said, once again giving me advice.

"Easier said than done,Erik." I replied. He nodded. "If it was easy then everyone in the world would be with whoever they wanted to be with and life would be shit because no one would be happy." He explained.

I thought about it for a minute. "Alright." He nodded and I went back to Jani and I's room. When I walked in he looked at me.

"You love me...right?" I questioned. He looked at me still. "C'mon, you know that I do." He said seriously. I stood there, and eventually he stood up, walking over to me and stoping a few feet away.

"What about you?" He questioned with the slight nod of his head. "What about me?" I asked. "Do you love me?" He questioned, like he was afraid to ask-afraid to know the answer.

"I do, you know that." I said sincerely. "So why can't we talk about this?" He questioned, being the first one to bring up our drunken marriage.

"We've never talked about stuff like this before. I mean the future, kids, marriage." I list off. He nods. "Well now we've got no choice, Lori." He said, being serious again.

I sigh. "I know." We stand there staring at each other for a while. "We can get a divorce, if you want." We both say at the same time to each other. We both furrow our eyebrows.

"Is that what you want?" I questioned him. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Is that what you want?" He replied. "I-I don't know. Things just happened between us. What if something goes wrong?" I ask him truthfully.

"What do you mean?" He asked. "I mean, what if something goes wrong and it fucks shut up between you can I." I explained.

He shook his head. "We've already said we both love each other." He stated. "Yeah..." I told him, not knowing what to say. He looked stepped closer. "Do you think our relationship will fail?" He asked softly.

I looked him in the eyes.

When Jon and I were going out, we didn't know if we were gunna stay together in the future. Obviously we didn't. But this was different.

"We'll be doing okay." I whispered. "With what?" He questioned, taking another step closer to me.

We weren't that far apart now.

"With this." I whispered again as I stared into his eyes. His eyes softened and he pulled me into a hug.

After a while he spoke. "So, I guess we're married now." He said. I nodded. "Yeah, but we'll okay." I replied.