Never Be Afraid Again (sequel to We'll Carry On)

It's time.

Hey guys! S this is the sequel to We'll carry on! I hope that you guys like it!

It has been a month since my brother showed up at Gerard's house and tried to kill me, a month since Kevin was killed, a month since Gerard and I told everyone we loved I was pregnant, 5 months since Gerard proposed to me, and 11 months of being with the man of my dreams.

This journey hasn't been easy, it's had its trials and it's up's and downs. Yet through all of the bullshit, all of the drama, Gerard and the guys have stayed by my side, never faltering in the slightest. I have made amazing friends in these last 11 months. I met Lindsey Ballato, who I literally almost died over, and became best friends with her-oddly enough she is Gerard's ex-girlfriend-I also met Jessica Greccious, who happens to be Gerard's best friend from childhood, and the lead singer of the rock band Miss, Revenge.

Now here I am sitting in a chair at some salon while Lindsey, Jessica, Donna and I get our hair done for today. In just 8 hours, I will walk down the aisle as Stormy Weathers for the last time, and become Mrs. Gerard Way. Today was going to be the happiest day of my life; I was finally marrying the perfect man. The same man who will be the father to our perfect child in 7 months. I know it sounds cliché, but he really was perfect to me. Everything was finally falling into place, after years of nothing but weakness.

"Oh my god, Storm. I can't believe it's finally here!" Lindsey chirped beside me.

Lindsey usually wore her raven black hair in low pigtails, but today for my wedding, she was wearing it down and curled, with one side pinned loosely up and teased. I would never stray away from my Alternative/punk-rock style and neither would my friends. It's who we were.

"I know, it's fucking crazy! My best friend is getting married today!" Jessica buzzed, while they put her blue and green ombre hair into an elegant faux hawk.

"I am so excited to be able to officially call you my daughter!" Donna- who insists I call her mom- gushed. She was having her light blonde hair curled as well.

"Honestly, I can't really believe it myself. It's all happened so fast that I haven't really been able to wrap my head around it. All of my dreams are coming true!" I beamed, feeling a bit emotional, and not just because I was pregnant.

My black and red hair was being curled and put into a really wicked up-do with pieces framing my face, it went well with my dress. Today was the one day that all eyes would be on me, and I wanted to make a good impression. My nerves were at their peak as the stylist- whose name I think was Eliza Cuts, she was Alicia's friend- finished my hair.

She turned me to the mirror and I immediately felt tears strike my pale blue eyes. I looked... beautiful. Never in my life had I thought of myself as a pretty girl, I was okay looking, but I looked beautiful today. On my wedding day, my hair fell in pieces loosely around my slim, but full framed face, and was pinned and teased in the back, my icy blue eyes seemed to contrast perfectly with my dark black and gray Smokey eye, my eyeliner was winged slightly at the corners and my eyelashes were thick and coated with black making them stand out, my lips were full and a beautiful red color, compliments of my maid of honor, Lindsey.

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I hadn't let any of the girls see me, I wanted it to be a surprise, so I told them they could all meet me back at the hotel where we were getting ready. I paid Eliza and thanked her as I ran out quickly to my car. As I pulled away from the salon, it started to downpour. The sound of the rain lightly pelting on my windshield calmed me down substantially. I loved the rain, my name was Stormy after all.

I let out a sigh and pulled under the hooded area of the hotel, leaving my keys with the valet. I ran quickly inside and went up to my room, room 423. Now it was time for my dress.