Whiskey princess (Pierce the Veil Mike Fuentes fanfic)

(7)Yeah Boy and Doll Face

this takes place 5 months later, they are on the last part of their 2nd tour since meeting Laura and Ash

~Ash~

I woke up next to Mike. My stomach was hurting again, and I had to vomit in the bathroom before I had even eaten anything. What's wrong with me? Oh yeah, I'm pregnant. I looked outside and saw snow, we were in Toronto, Canada. Weird. We had just been in California last night. That was where Mike had first taken me to the doctor. I felt someone come up behind me and pull me against them. I looked up and Mike kissed me.

"Morning baby." I said quietly. I didn't know if the guys were asleep or not.

"Hey babe. We have the bus to ourselves. The guys left hours ago." he said, laughing at me. I stomped on the floor.

"That's not funny!" I said angrily to him "You're being mean." I complained as I crossed my arms at him and stormed out to the couch. He followed me and tried hugging me, but I just moved further away from him.

"Baby, I'm sorry. Come here. Please?" he said sympathetically. I moved back over to him and suddenly burst into tears. What the fuck?

"Does what I said bother you that much?" he asked sounding concerned.

"No," I said wiping tears off of my face, "its just that, well, I don't know what it is. I know you were kidding but, I guess I'm just sensitive right now." I said. He seemed to understand and held me tighter in an attempt to comfort me. I calmed down and he decided to try and make breakfast, ignoring all of my attempts to help. He wasn't a horrible cook, but he wasn't the best either. He made scrambled eggs and toast for us. That was more than enough for me.

~Mike~

Ash was really sensitive today. I've never seen a girl this upset over a hug before. I know that its just her horomones from being pregnant, but she had a really quick mood change. It was almost dangerous. She's in her 8th month, and she still doesn't look pregnant. The doctors said that she might not ever be visibly pregnant at all. I guess it was a good thing that we found out when we did, or she might have been drinking 10 bottles of whiskey a night again. I know that she still would have been smoking with me. Everyone decided that we wouldn't smoke in the bus or too close to Ash. The guys were actually really supportive about me and Ash keeping the baby. As weird as it was, Ash was only 18, and I'm 24. I pulled the paper out of my pocket that the doctor had given me. My eyes scanned over it and fell on the bottom line that said 'suicide attempts: 17'. I looked over at Ash and she looked at the paper and sighed.

"You want to talk about it, don't you?" she said looking at the ceiling.

"Only if you want to explain." I replied.

"Well, Josh and my parents weren't the only ones who didn't like me. I went to school everyday and got beat up for being different. The popular group, I was one of them until my parents started drinking when I was in 5th grade. Then, they didn't like talking to me anymore. I mean, who wants to help someone who can't give you money for it? I tried making other friends, but they all decided that I was too weird to be near them. I got into cutting myself, cigarettes, pot, even was addicted to painkillers for a while. One night I overdosed, I was announced dead for a solid 10 minutes. When I woke up, I wanted to do it again. I just wanted to see if anyone noticed I had been gone. Only Laura did, and she took me to the hospital every time. I started throwing myself into traffic, overdosing, hell, I tried hanging myself and tried starving myself to death a few times. Then, I heard the song "Hold on Till May" by you guys, and I tried to stop. I still cut and smoked, I couldn't stop myself, but I didn't want to die as badly as before. I felt wanted because of your music, and it was nice. Sorry, I'm just rambling on. I know I'm boring." she finished as she looked at me. Her eyes were dull, as if remembering the pain caused her to dull in every way possible. She showed no expression other than one of pain.

"Babe, you are anything but boring. I love you." I said to her as I held her. She stayed fixed to her spot, even flinched a little when I touched her. I could tell that she was hurting from the memories, and her defenses had gone back up as a way to cope. She finally snapped out of it and hugged me back.

~Ash~

Mike made me talk about my suicide attempts, and I just felt numb afterwards. I couldn't help but flinch when he hugged me, but realized it was him and hugged back. He laid down with me on top of him and I fell asleep.

We were woken up by the guys coming back with Laura. They were loud. Probably just to me though.

"Aw, look at the cute couple." Jaime taunted us.

"The little love birds in their nest." Tony joined in.

"Did we miss something?" Vic said holding the paper that Mike got from the doctor.

"No bro, and I know what you're thinking, drop it." Mike sounded edgy. It was like he was daring the guys to bring it up. I knew they were referring to the suicide thing on there. Laura asked to talk to me on the side.

"Ash, I don't know how much longer I can stay here. My parents have called the police and reported me missing." she sounded worried.

"You didn't tell them?" I said, shocked. Laura's parents would have let her come if she'd asked.

"No, I didn't."

"We will be back there in a week, call them and tell them you're okay." I said as I handed her my phone. She crawled into Jaime's bunk and called her mom. I left her for some privacy.

About an hour later, Laura came out crying.

"They don't want me back." she cried. Jaime looked at her in surprise and I stood up.

"They said that they don't want to be known as the people whose daughter ran off with a punk band and came back after she was knocked up. I'm not pregnant, you are! Its your fault!" she screamed at me. She ran at me and Jaime grabbed her and flung her onto the couch. He held her there while she called me every awful name imaginable.

"You fucking bitch! Josh was right, you little slut! They don't want me because of you! I hate you! I never liked you! I should have let you die when you overdosed!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, Jaime was holding her back with visible difficulty.

"You don't mean it, Laura!" I stood there with tears running down my face. I was about to run out. Mike came up to me and grabbed me, dragging me out of the bus. He didn't say anything. I cried to myself and stayed silent. We just walked until we were tired of walking, and went back to the bus. The guys had to perform tomorrow.