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

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Success at Last

~A Sudden Memory~

I sit up in the cot, screaming. Lizzy wakes up next to me, and instinctively her arms are around me, holding me, calming me.

"Pierce. Pierce. It's just me. You're okay."

I look over at her, sweat beading at the top of my forehead. I swallow and slide down, deep into my sleeping bag.

"The same one?" She asks.

I confirm. "The same one."

~Present Day~

I sit up in my bed, gasping for breathe, the vision plastered in front of my eyes as if it were yesterday. Mikey's eyes open and his hand is on my back.

"Pierce?"

"I remembered." I say, a smile playing at my lips. "Mikey I remembered."

"What?"

"I was at camp, with Lizzy. I was fourteen. I remembered a nightmare I had been having and I woke up and Lizzy hugged me and told me I was alright."

"You remembered." He says, smiling with pride. "Pierce, that's great."

"Yes." I smile. "Yes it is."

~Fast Forward: A Week Exactly~

I missed it. That must be a yes right? Because I missed it. It's a full two weeks late. It can't be negative. Even my ovaries are telling me positive. I missed my period.

~

I stand over the toilet, my pants around my ankles. The stick in my hands My facial expression will tell you nothing. Outside my husband is freaking out, banging insanely on the door and shouting for an answer. I chuck the stick in the trash and pull my pants back up around my waist, buckling the belt. Then, as expressionless as possible, I walk over to the door and open it. Mikey falls inwards. After he straightens himself, he looks at me.

"Mikey." I say. "You're going to be a dad."