Book Wørm (Frank Iero AU)

The Forest

I chew my lip in the line at the drug store as my two pack of pregnancy tests slides down the check out belt.
The cashier surprisingly seems un phased as he takes my money and tells me to have a good day.
I smile and tell him the same thing, grabbing my bag, exiting the store and walking a few feet outside the store before I realize I can't go even the ten minute walk back to the hotel thinking what the results could be.
"Forget something?" The cashier grins at me as I return into the store.
"Actually where's your bathroom?" I nicely smile as he points to the back of the store.
I thank him and walk to the bathroom, exhaling as I open the door to the single room. My hands are weak and shaky as I fumble with the box, tearing it open, studying the instructions, but only finding key phrases like "three minutes" "lie on a flat surface" and of course, "two bold pink lines indicate positive pregnancy, one is negative"
Breathe. I breathe, and close my eyes. Then mumble "fuck it" under my breath, and pull my pants down.
I uncap both tests and decide to use them both, for peace of mind. I try and steady my shaking hands then hold the first test under me as I relieve myself, making sure I don't shake so much I miss, then quickly get the other test. I lean to the floor and grab the caps, sealing the tests and placing them on the back of the toilet tank, lying flat. I finish up and pull my pants up, staring at the tests, my stomach tightening as I anticipate two lines.
"I can't have a kid right now, I can't" I whisper desperately. "Frank's not ready, I'm not ready, hell, we're not ready." My eyes water from anxiety and I tap my foot quickly on the ground as I wash my hands, looking up at the wall clock. One more minute.
I try not to look at the tests anymore, looking at the clock instead, the second hand moving, listening to the ticking.
Three minutes.
"Okay.." I whisper to myself.
I grab one test blindly, my back turned. I turn it the right way and look at the box for the lines.
There's one bold pink line, no sign of a second one.
I smile and feel relief wash over me, wanting this to be my only result.
I happily grab the second test and see a slightly different result,
One bold line, and one extremely faded one, it's almost non-existent.
"Is..is this positive?" I whisper to myself. No. It's negative. They both are. I stare at the barely-showing second line and grin. "Negative" I mumble, tossing the tests in the ripped box and the box into the bag, tying it and then throwing it into the garbage can. I shut the door and walk back to the hotel, feeling care-free.

•••
The minute I open the hotel door, Frank jumps to hug me.
"Shit babe I've been waiting for you to come back" he embraces me closely, making me smile and hug him back.
"Did you get the test?" He steps back from me.
"I actually couldn't wait to take it" I respond.
"And?"
"And, it was negative!" I smile happily, not finding my actions being returned.
"What, Frank?"
"I know it would have been inconvenient to have a kid right now..but thinking about it made me kind of want it to happen, it'd be a life that we created, our own baby, existing only because we love each other."
"You have baby fever?" I grin, kissing his cheek.
"Kinda" he chuckles.
"What'd you buy?" I ask.
"Just Xanax, weed, molly." He lists off the drugs like they're just normal conversation, which I guess they are.
"What about the walk?" I ask.
"I'd like that" he grabs my hand and walks out the door with me.
•••
We walk hand in hand on a trail, looking at the pine trees and seeing summer flowers in bloom.
"Your hairs so long" I randomly comment, looking at Frank's hair blow in the warm breeze, running my hand through it.
"Don't like it?" He grins.
"I just like you, long hair or short" I lean my head on his shoulder.
"Where are we even going, Chance?"
"Hmmm. I've always wanted to go to California.." I trail off.
"California?"
"Mmhmm"
"Let's go" he squeezes my hand.
We walk for a little bit longer then Frank stops, "can we just..can we just be married already?"
I smile as he looks me in the eyes.
"No one but Liz would come to our wedding anyway"
"Probably killed off all our friends" I giggle darkly.
He giggles too.
"And family" he adds.
"But what I'm saying is, I love you, you know that. I will love you forever-" he holds my hands.
"And I just want to be able to call you my wife"
He slides off my engagement ring.
"Because I want to kill with you, I want to love with you, and I want to die with you."
He reaches into his back pocket and holds a wedding band with a slot to almost cradle my engagement ring, pushing them together then sliding them on my finger in one stack.
I stand speechless as he hands me a pure black ring, on the back it reads Chance, with one small diamond implanted in it.
He holds out his left hand and I slowly put the ring on his ring finger.
He cradles the side of my face, kissing me sweetly before pulling away with his eyes still closed.
"Frank?"
"Yes?"
"Did we just get married?"
"We did"
I gasp his name and squeeze him, him falling back a few steps, giggling softly.
"That was so you"
"Nah, it was so us"
"Are you hungry for dinner, Mrs. Iero?"  He teases, looking at the orange sunset.
"Actually it's funny that you ask, because I've been having a crazy craving for sweet potato fries"