Opal's POV:
I wake up in Devin's arms, he reeks of puke so he must've got nauseous again. He must still be in pain, he gets dizzy, he gets nauseous, what else? I hear voices outside so the guys must've stayed the night.I sneak out of his grasp, walking out to the guys trying to cook. "What are you doing?" I ask, the bright kitchen light bothering my eyes. "We were going to bring you and Devin breakfast in bed but now it's just Dev." Chris smiles. "He got nauseous last night huh?" I ask. "Yeah, and dizzy, couldn't walk straight." Ryan nods. "Was he in pain?" I ask wearily. "No, not that I noticed." Ryan shakes his head. "Had to ask, he has made a habit about lying through his teeth about pain." I mutter.
"Hey, I know your worried about him but he's okay. I promise you, if he was in pain, he'd say so. Maybe not to you but he would've to us. Trust me, he got a hang nail last summer and never stopped bitching to us about it hurting him." Chris hugs me. "Ok, I trust you." I sigh, his hand roaming to my stomach.
"Are you scared?" He asks softly. "Of what?" I ask. "Raising a kid, possibly alone." He whispers. "She won't be alone." Ricky glares at him. "I meant without Devin." He says. I get a wave of anger and sadness through me as I shove him. "Don't even go there! Devin will live! He'll fight!" I scream, Ricky's arms wrapping around me. "Shh, you're right, he'll be okay." He says, unsure of his words. Have they all given up on him? I sob into his shoulder for a minute before I get pulled into Devin's protective embrace.
"I'm okay, baby, I'm okay." He whispers, petting my hair soothingly. I stop crying after a minute, holding on to Devin. "You should go take a shower, relax." He whispers against my hair. I nod, walking away.
Devin's POV:
She leaves, "Ok, who the hell upsetted her." I growl, not pleased at all. "Look, man, I didn't mean to..." Chris confesses. "You come into my house, eat my food, watch my movies, and upset the mother of my unborn child?! What the fuck is wrong with you!" I yell at him. I want to hurt him but in my condition I won't be able to do any damage."Dev, he didn't mean to, chill out." Ryan gets in between us. "No I am not going to chill out!" I glare at him. "Devin, come on, what's going on. You aren't ever this pissy." Ricky asks. "Maybe I just love her more than you do so I get more angered by when people make her cry!" I shout at him. "You think I wasn't upset to see her like that?! You are so god damn lucky you have that tumor in your brain or I'd fucking kick your ass." He seethes.
"Rick, Chris just go." Ryan shoos them away. Ricky storms out, Chris following him, Ryan rubbing my back trying to calm me. As I cool, the rage must've agitated my tumor and a familiar sharp throb started. I walk to the medicine basket, fumbling with the medicine I'm supposed to take. My vision is going in and out of focus in sync with the throbbing in my head, my hands shaking as I'm trying to open the bottle.
"Ghost, sit down. I'll get it." Ryan tells me as Balz helps me walk to the couch that I lay down on, trying to hide my face, the pain becoming unbearable. "Here, Ghost, you gotta sit up." Ryan tells me, annoying me slightly by the worried look plastered on his face. "Thank you." I mumble taking the pills and water.
The medicine takes it's time to kick in so I'm still in pain when Opal comes out. "Baby! What happened?" She asks, shoving Ryan away from me so she could be close to me. "He got pissed and I think that triggered his head." Ryan steps in to speak when I don't respond, cradling my head while I cringe in pain, tears threatening to spill. Opal gets up on to the couch, moving me so I laid partially on her, my head buried in her chest.
Vinny and Balz leave, deciding I was in good hands with Ryan and Opal. I'm starting to feel better, but all the same, exausted so I decide to fall asleep in Opal's arms. She was my home, I could be anywhere and she'd make it home if she was next to me.
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Author's Note: So yesterday I went to the Portland 2k15 Warped Tour date and I had so much fun! Most fun I've had in a long ass time. My favorite sets were Asking Alexandria, Miss May I, and Black Veil Brides. If you haven't been to Warped Tour because you didn't like the line up or whatever, go! I wasn't a fan of Miss May I until Warped!

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