JULLIETTES POV:
I drove home for work, blaring an old Eminem CD. Eminem was literally the only rap the I genuinely liked.
After I got sick at work, I was feeling a little better. The possibility of me being pregnant sat on my mind all day long. Eventually, I dismissed the thought. There was just know way. We used protection, and I had been on birth control since I was 13.
When I got home, Vic, Jaime, and Tony were in the living room sort of practicing, but mostly screwing around. All of them were in sweats, like they just rolled out of bed.
"All of you, get dressed. We're having a guest."
"Who?" They all asked at once.
"A friend of mine, I guess. I met her this morning. Her name is Lily."
"Lily?" Jaime asked. "She cool?"
"I think she is. She's a Black Veil Brides fan. And, she's coming to the show tomorrow."
"Cool." Tony said, getting off the catch and strolling over to me. "How was your day?" He bent to kiss me, but I put my hand on his forehead.
"Don't kiss me." I said, kissing his cheek.
"Why not?" He pouted.
"I'm sick, and I don't want you to get sick."
"I'm willing to risk it." He bent again, and squatted just a little. His lips came into contact with my forehead. "Baaaabe." He whined.
"All of you, go get dressed. Now." Jaime and Vic went to their bedrooms.
Jaime moved in about 2 months ago. Paisley and Jack moved out when Paisley, Tonys sister, found out she was 2 months pregnant. So Jaime took over Vics room, Vic moved to Paisleys room, and Mike turned the huge walk in closet into his own little makeshift bedroom.
I grabbed Tonys hand and pulled him into our bedroom.
"Get dressed." I repeated, throwing open the double doors that lead out onto the deck. The sun was bright and it was a little chilly outside, but it still felt good.
I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. When I came out, Tony was changed into black skinny jeans and a white V neck. He was wearing a red beanie.
"Good enough?" He asked, spinning. I laughed.
"Perfect." I said. I changed into white washed jean shorts, and a purple cami. I put on black socks, and followed Tony out into the living room where Jaime was sitting in jeans, and a black and white striped polo.
"She'll be here soon." I told them, seeing it was 5:50. Mike walked in, carrying a bottle of whiskey.
"Anybody up for drinking tonight?" He said, holding up the bottle.
"Hell yeah." Tony said, plopping down on the loveseat. I sat down beside him, laying my legs across his lap.
"Am I a foot stool now?" He asked.
I smirked at him and nodded. Then, there was a knock at the door. I hopped off the couch and opened the door. There stood Lily, who had changed into ripped up skinny jeans and flip flops.
"Hey." I smiled. "Come on in." She walked in and stood there awkwardly, flipping her bangs out of her face.
"This is Mike." I said, pointing at Mike, who was standing at the island pouring a shot.
"Hey." He said, glancing at her.
"That's Jaime." I pointed at him. He smiled, and sort of jerked his head up.
