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

You can run away with me

Two Weeks Later; Stormy's Point of View

"Gerard? Are you ready to go?" I asked my husband as I hauled my suitcase into our living room. It's been two weeks since I said 'I do' to the most perfect man I could have imagined. Our reception was beautiful as well as the wedding. Our reception was a gothic style, held on a beach Gerard and I both loved growing up. Now we were back in Los Angela's and ready to leave for our honeymoon in Jamaica.

"Give me like, two seconds." He said walking out of the bathroom in jeans and a towel around his neck, his hair was sopping wet.

"Babe, our flight leaves at 3:47, and it's already 2:39. Hurry your sexy ass up!" I snickered as he smirked at me and winked.

It's hard to believe that just 11 months ago I met this man, and just two months ago I found out was pregnant with his kid. I had to admit, I was excited to be a mom, but I was terrified at the same time. I wanted my child to have everything I didn't; Love and acceptance being top on the list.

Gerard's reaction to my pregnancy was the cutest thing in the world, and it just confirmed how much I wanted to be with him. I still remember the day I told him like it had just happened yesterday.

March 2, 2008; 3:24 p.m. - Spain

"Okay, Storm, I have six different tests." Jessica said, handing me a pharmacy bag filled with pregnancy tests. I was 3 weeks late on my period and I had started getting sick, and I never got sick.

"What the fuck do I do?!" I was freaking out. I had no clue what I would do, or how Gerard would react if I were pregnant. He was at the peak of his career and we were planning out a wedding for May. Jessica grabbed my hand.

"You piss on the stick part of it, and then you wait. Start pissing." I was glad I had Jessica with me, without her I would have been a balled up mess on the linoleum floor of our hotel bathroom.

"Okay, hand me the first pee stick." I laughed as she handed me the first pregnancy test. I felt relieved as I peed; due to the fact Jessica had made me drink a full gallon of water. I had never pissed so much in such a short span of time.

"Hey, how was your pee flow? Sounded like you needed some flow max!" I was sitting on the side of the tub waiting when she burst through the door, scaring me and making me laugh a little too much. I fell into the tub, clutching my stomach and gasping for air from how hard I was laughing. Jessica clutched her sides laughing at me.

"Holy shit! Are yo-you okay?!" She was gasping.

"Ye-yeah, just read the damn pee stick!" I ordered finally calming down, while climbing out of the tub.

She picked up the first pregnancy test that was lined alongside the others on the bathroom counter. She drew a deep breath and pulled the cap off of the stick she held firmly in her hands. Her eyes opened and she looked at me and I bit my lip nervously.

"Well? What does it say?" I could feel my stomach churning violently. What would I do if I were actually pregnant, how would I tell Gerard? Jessica handed the test to me, and I reluctantly took it.

There was two little line, clear as day. I dropped the test and ran to the counter grabbing the tests that sat on it, checking all of them. They all declared the same thing; I was pregnant. I dropped the last test and stood frozen in the bathroom.

"Storm, are you okay sugar?" Jessica put her hands on my shoulder, turning me towards her.

"Gerard is going to hate me. This is going to ruin everything." I cried, falling into my now concerned friend.