Family Of Horror (Sequel to Ghost Rider)

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Ricky's POV:
It's a few weeks later and I just waking up. Devin's already up and based off the noise coming from the living room, the guys are over. Great, haven't even had coffee yet and I'm being forced to be social.

I get up, walking straight to Devin and sitting on his lap. Chris was filming everything because he felt like documenting a 'day and the life of Motionless in White' video for the fans. (A/N: I wish that would happen. I dunno it would be funny I'd assume.) Heresy was dancing around, trying to attract attention. She has always been more out going than me and her mother, I'm proud of it though. She won't have to feel out of place like I did in school.

"Ricky..." Dev whispers against my hair. "Huh?" I jump, lost in thought. "Chris asked you a question." He kisses my cheek. "Oh, sorry, what was it?" I ask Chris.

"I was going to ask if you wanted to play a video game." He smiles, knowing I'd decline. I'm far too tired. "Maybe later I haven't even had my first cup of coffee." I tell him. "I'LL PLAY!" Heresy screams, hyper.

They start to play a racing game and I get up to get coffee, Dev following. He wraps his arms around me, burying his face in my hair. We do this a lot, I think it's just the easiest way to ignore everything else, at least for us.

I pour my coffee, leaving it on the counter and turning to bury my face in his chest. I stay cuddled in his his embrace for awhile before I hear Ryan chuckle, "Uh oh, we lost 'em." He knows we both get a little lost in space while we do things like this.

I look up at Dev and I know we have the same idea. We kiss, flipping him off as we do. We move our hands back to eachothers bodies after a minute. His resting on my hips, mine on his chest and hair.

We break apart and I grab my coffee, walking to watch Heresy whoop Chris' ass. "Chris my three year old is beating you at a racing game." I chuckle at him. "Almost four!" She chirps like I'd forget. "Oh shut up! I'm out of practice!" He defends himself. "She's only played that twice." I point out. "Bullshit!" He exclaims. "Is not!" She giggles. I find it funny we cuss so much my toddler knows what bullshit means.

Later we go out to the park to have a picnic. Heresy, Kylie, Symph, Jaide, Balz, and Ghost were all talking about girly things while Ryan, Chris, Angelo and I talk about random shit.

"Uncle Chris! I'm bored can we play ball?" Heresy asks Chris, jumping next to him. "I thought that was our thing?" I pout. "He's more challenging." She shrugs. Wow, that was nice. "Why because you have to throw it up 90 miles to get it to him?" I smile. "Aye. Don't be hatin' shorty." Chris chuckles, taking the ball from Heresy. "Come on, let's go."

Ryan throws out the large blanket that we all sit on, besides for Balz, Angelo, and Symphony who joined Chris and Heresy in the huge game of monkey in the middle. "Having fun?" Devin asks, wrapping his arms around me once again. "Mmhmm." I nod, looking back at him. "Let's sit." He smiles and let's go of me.

After a bit, everyone was getting hungry. "Heresy! Time to eat!" I call over to where she was holding the ball to keep it from Chris. "Awh! One minute!" She yells back and decides to take off running, keeping the ball away from him. He chases her down eventually getting the ball and carrying her back.

"Dude, your kid, could play football." He huffs, tired. I laugh, "If that's what she wants."

We're done eating, Heresy, Jaide, Balz, and Kylie all playing on the play structure while Symphony films them a bit for Chris with Angelo quietly helping her. Devin was laying back, relaxing so I laid down as well, using his stomach as a pillow.

"Come here." Devin whispers. "I am here." I counter. "No, I mean bring your face to me so I can kiss you ya dummy." He chuckles and I stay where I was. "Ok, I asked nicely..." Oh fuck.

He gets up suddenly, tickling me. I'm laughing, trying to shove him off but he has like thirty pounds on me so I screwed. "St-stop! I'll let- you- kiss me!- Jeez." I say in between pained intakes of air. He smiles in victory, getting directly above me, and connecting our lips.

"Keep it PG boys." Symphony chuckles. He gets off me and pulls me into his lap, using my small size as an advantage."I'm not your doll you know." I pout. "Did you not want to be in my lap?" He asks. "I do but you pull me around like a doll." I explain. "I'm sorry. I'll stop." He apologizes sincerely, burying his head in my neck.