The Way We Found Love Janoskians Style

February 12th 2019

Skyelir

We area all getting to the airport individually. We all have to be there by 3 am for a group meeting, and our plane leaves at 5. We have a full plane booked, for crew, only 6 to 12 crew members can go on our plane, seeing as we are unsure of whether six people are going to arrive or not. We made Skip fly out here, so we can all go back to Melbourne together, and of course, he brought Nickohle. Skyla came over at 7 last night, because Skip and James were having it out. They got back from Vegas two nights ago and decide to surprise us as a married couple. Beau and I, as the oldest, and the oknky ones awake at midnight, were put in charge of picking up Mackenna from the hospital. The receptionist looks at me funny the minute I walk in the doors. I have my black boots, my bright pink skinny jeans, my 'fuck you, I'm famous' muscle shirt my my black bandeau underneath and my hair all up and curly.

"Hi, I'm here to pick up Mackenna Woods." I tell the young receptionist sitting there in awe

"I'm sorry, you can't take her."

"Any why not?"

"Because she can't leave."

"I spoke to the doctor already."

"Well, I don't have any documentation of it," She says, being a snarky bitch. Sshe stands up and bends over to grab something from her bag, and I see a JAGWAON toattoo on her lower back. She grabs a folder from her bag and stands back up, going back to her desk and typing things into a computer. Beau and I have a secret stash of 2 to 3 pairs of tickets for each stop on our tour, to award to a special fan, a sick fan, an upset parent who can't get tickets, or a fan who is being difficult. I take out my phone and call Beau.

"Hello?"

"Code T! Now!" I tell him. He scrambles around in the car and finally hangs up. I notice the receptionist also has Beau and I's signatures tattooed on her wrist. "Listen sweetheart, we have a flight to catch."

"Too bad for you. The doctor will be back at 4 for confirmation that you can take her."

"We have to be at the airport at 3."

"Catch a different flight."

"We can't catch a different damned flight! Do you know how hard it is to get a hundred and seven people on two planes to Australia that leave ast the same time as each other?"

"Nooe! Because I've never had to do that."

"Well, if we don't catch this flight, we will miss the opening show for the tour."

"You don't fool Mr. We get Skyelir Jones impersonators in her, and Beau Brooks and everyone trying to take Mackenna out. I know you aren't real." She says. Beau finally runs in with the envelope.

"What if I gave you two tickets to our California show on August 16th?"

"You can't bribe me. I know they are fake too." She says and goes back top her computer. 20 minutes of waiting for her to cave, it is 2:10 am and we need to get to the airport. I pull my phone out and call the doctor. "You can't use that in here." She says after I put it on speaker.

"Hello?" Doctor Maxwell says.

"Hi, Doctor M!"

"Oh! Hello Skyelir! Is everything okay?" He asks. I look at the girl's name rage for her name.

"Well, sir, everything would be fine, but your receptionist, Ms. Janey Smith has held me and Beau here for the past 45 minutes. We need to catch our 5 am flight to Melbourne and have to be at LAX at 3, and she won't release Mackenna."

"I will call the hospital and tell Janey to release her. Thank you for calling and I am terribly sorry for the inconvenience. Have a great tour, Melanie can't wait for the stop in California." He says.

"Thank you." I say before he hangs up. Janey doesn't look one bit impressed when the phone rings and and picks up.

"Hello? Yes? She is, sir. Alright. I'm sorry. Yes, see you then. Bye now." She says then slams the release forms on the counter for Beau to sign as I go find my cousin.

"That will tewach you to screw with Skyelir Jones and Beau Brooks, now won't it?" I tell her as we walk to Mac's room.

Beau

Well, that was hell. When Skye rolls Mackenna out in a wheelchair, I have to fight back tears, because I know that in a couple months, while we are on tour, that will be my Skyelir in that wheelchair, and Mackenna will have had her baby, and be able to walk, and be all better. I try not to go into detail and notice how much Skyelir has changed since we met in August. It's not that she looks bad, it's that she looks sick. She's still gorgeous, but you can see how sick she is in her face.

"Jai, you are such an ass hole!!" Eve yells so loud we can hear her, and we haven't even gottem our bags out of the taxi.

"Oh, so it's going to be one of these trips is it?" I moan. Skye slaps my arm and takes Mackenna inside as I get the bags. We walk inside, and everyone is standing around Eve and Jai. Lox's brother Jaime holding Eve back from punching Jai.

"Holy fuck! You have got to be kidding?! She was a fucking fan!! I don't know what kind of fucking medication you are on for this baby, but fuck, figure yourself out!" Jai shouts.

"You really need to learn when to shut up." I tell my 23 year old brother as I grab him and pull him out of the circle. He pulls away from me and stares at me like he is about to shove a knife in my heart. He breaks the glare and walks through security. Jai and Jaime witch spots, so Lox, Shawn and Jai are sitting together and Jaime, Eve, Skyelir and I are sitting together. Fun times for everyone.

"So, what's happening with you and baby daddy?" Jaime asks Eve.

"Nothing. We are going to break up. The baby can have weekends with him when he or she is old enough." She says to him. I know Jaime. He isn't god for anyone. Skyelir was with him before me, and one night when she was changing, there were bruises on her back and stomache. He's abusive. Eve should know, so I stay quiet and not say anything the whole trip to Melbourne.

"Beau! Beau! Wake up! I need help!" Skye says, shaking me awake. She is having a hard time breathing. I shoot up and over Eve and Jaime to the flight attendents at the front.

"May I help you?" The blonde asks me.

"Yeah, we have a couple passengers that have needs that need to be accompanied by an oxygen tank, and my girlfriend needs help, like now." I tell them. The blonde nods and runs over to Skyelir. She pulls the over head oxygen mask from above and shows Skye how to use it. Skye keeps shaking her head in response. "She needs to be provided oxygen, not use her own. She has cancer. She has a hard enough time breathing when we aren't a billion feet in the air." I tell her. The red head comes out with a mask with a portable oxygen tank, that is small attached to it. I sit beside her and rub her back gently. The realization that I'm about to lose my baby girl sets in and a tear escapes my eyes, several at a time.