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

Chapter Thirty: More Devestation

I wake up with Mikey's arm wrapped around me. I flip over and see he's already awake. I smile and kiss him. I am determined not to loose this baby.

"You know what?" He whispers.

"What?"

"We never went on our honeymoon."  I sit up and stare at him.

"That was really random." I laugh.

"But it's true." He brings me back into him. "We should."

"What about the band?"

     He doesn't answer.

"Mikey?"

"After you went to the room yesterday we....we actually decided to split. We're all gonna be sad, yes, but we all do have lives. It's for the best."

"The fans?"

"They'll have to get over it." He chuckles. "C'mon, I'm trying to get you to go on our honeymoon with me. Please?" He begs.

"I didn't say no. So yes. Of course I will."

"Yeah!" He sits up and does a double fist pump to the air. "I am the master commander!" I laugh. He really is perfect.

For the next hour we go online, buy tickets to Hawaii and we pack our bags. We are going to have a blast. I am so excited because Mikey brought up a good point. We got married and never went on our honeymoon. And now we're going to.

Withing an hour of Mikey suggesting it, we are on the road to the airport. The nearest one happens to be forty-five minutes away, but who cares? I turn on the music and we sing and jam out. That isn't the reason for the worst though. It is because I answer a phone call. Me. Not him. We are fifteen minutes away from the airport and Gerard calls me.

"Hey bro."

"Where are you guys? I came over this morning to give you a cake and you were gone."

"A cake?"

"For congrats for your baby."

"Oh, thanks."

"So where are you?"

"We're on our honeymoon!" I squeal.

"A year or so late don't you think?" He jokes.

"Shut up." I grin.

"So, where are you going?"

"Hawaii!" I sing.

"Nice. Do you know when you are going to be back?" He asks, and I can hear a woman, probably Lyn-z in the background.

"No. Why?"

"Oh I just had to tell you something."

"What? If you needed to tell us somthing then tell us. I can tell Mikey."

"I...I kinda wanted to tell you face to face."

"Why?" I ask. "What is it?"

"Pierce. I really really wanted to tell you in person. But, I guess since you don't know when you are coming home I might just have to tell you now."

"Fire ahead."

"Lyn-z and I....well....She's...."

"Gerard!" I gasp, exasperated. "Just tell me!"

"Lyn-z's pregnant again. I'm going to be a father of two."

     I scream and Mikey swerves.

"Oh my gosh! Gerard that's great."

"What?" Mikey asks. "You nearly just killed me."

I put my hand over the receiver and look at him. "You're going to be twice an uncle."

"What?" He gasps. "Gee and Lyn-z....they're having another kid?"

"Yeah."

"Wow. Tell them congrats for me." But I never get to. The front end of the car is hit, straight on by another vehicle. The air bags are faulty because they don't come out and my forehead slams against the dashboard. My vision blackens and I am aware of nothing. The phone drops out my hand and I don't hear Gerard's frantic voice.

"Pierce!" His voice is strained. "Mikey. Pierce! Answer me! What happened? Pierce!"