Mr. & Mrs Horror (Mr. Horror sequel)

Chapter 4

Lyric POV
"So Aundraya, Chris said you wanted to tell me something?" I asked as we packed the tour bus, we were leaving in an hour and this is the first chance I had gotten to talk to Aundraya in private. "So you know how Angelo and I are dating?" She asked. "Yes.." I replied looking at her and she gave me the famous 'Well...' Smile. "I'm kind of sort of just a month pregnant." She finally said. My frown turned into a smile, "Oh my god I thought you were leaving the band or something." I replied and she laughed. "No of course not! But I will be taking a break in about 7 months." She replied. "Well duh! I'm not that dumb you know, but as future aunt, you should name the child after me." I said smiling and she laughed. "Fuck no, that would be like naming the kid trash bag." She said trying to hold back her smile. I frowned, "Well thanks, asshole." I muttered and she began laughing and sat on the couch as Ricky, Alex, and Damon walked on the bus with bags. "I'm staying in your bus, everyone in the motionless bus will most likely annoy the fuck out of me." Ricky said smiling at me, "Did Aundraya tell you." He asked. I looked at him, "How'd you know?" I asked. "Angelo called me while we were in England, but he told me not to tell you because Aundraya wanted to." He said before heading back to A bunk. I looked at Aundraya, "You're not sleeping in a bunk, take the bedroom." I told her. "Lyric I'm fine! The bedroom is yours." She protested. "Well now it's yours." I replied and before she said anything else I headed back and moved all my stuff to where Ricky's was and put all of Aundraya's stuff in the bedroom. "There." I said clapping my hands together, sitting on the couch, and opening my lap top. This was the first time I actually had to email people and do adult like stuff, ew. I first had to reply to a photographer who asked if they could tour with us and photograph us for Alternative Press and Kerrang. I of course told him yes. Next I had to tell them the time Ricky and I could do bandhappy classes.
"That's enough adult for the day." I groaned and checked my phone, and it was 5:30, we're suppose to be at the venue by 6 then we're all going to get something to eat and then sleep for the exciting day tomorrow. 
Since everyone decided to take a nap I went back to the bunk section and crawled in next to Ricky, he wasn't asleep he was deep in thought. "What's on your mind?" I whispered laying my head on his bare chest. "Do you really want to know?" He asked. "Well yeah." I replied. "I was just thinking about how if and when we have kids, how are we going to tour with them? I mean we can't just leave them with your mom or my parents, god it's only been a couple hours and I already miss our animals and they're with your mom. But we can't just give up on our careers just to stay home, that sounds horrible but it's true, and I mean I guess while they're in the baby years we can keep them on the bus but when they get to school age we can't do that." He said and I could tell he was upset. "Ricky, you know we're not always going to tour at the same time, there could be a time where I'm tour and you're not or you're touring and I'm not, just because the first tour is together doesn't mean it will always be, what I'm trying to say is that one of us would be home with kids at a time and the longest tour I could do was a year, but even that includes breaks where we could fly back see the animals or kids then fly back, or your parents, Julie, or my mom could fly or drive out with the kids or animals so we could see them and sometimes we'll be in the studio." I told him and he smiled. "You've really thought ahead haven't you?" He asked. "Maybe just about ten years." I said while smiling. Ricky frowned as his phone started ringing. "Uh hello?" He answered. "I'm not going to tell you that until you tell me who you are!" He raised his voice a bit. I made eye contact with him before he looked down and grabbed a pen and notebook. 'I think it's your dad, he asked for you and now he's screaming at me to tell him if you're here or not, and I'm not saying shit.' He wrote down and I nodded, and he began to raise his voice a bit causing Damon who walked out of the bathroom to be startled, I showed him the note and he walked off to tell the rest of the bus or something.
"No! Even if she was here right now I wouldn't give her the fucking phone! 1: because she 18 and can do whatever the fuck she wants and 2: you've broken the girl that I now call my wife enough in the past so kindly go shove a cat us up your ass!" Ricky screamed into the phone before hanging up and pulling me close, he was crying. "He isn't going to touch a single hair on your head baby girl, and if he does, he fucking dead." He said hugging me and I kissed him before wrapping my arms around him and squeezing as tight as I could, which wasn't very tight because I'm weak as fuck, but that's beside the point.
"I love you Ricky, and thank you, for everything. If I didn't have you I would honestly be six foot under or in a river." I said and he gripped me tighter. "I love you too, but promise me to never talk about that again." He said and looked me in the eyes.
"I promise."

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Hey so an update! Hope you like! - Kylie