Max's POV:
I'm not even sure what to do, now. I'm sitting here, head in the porcelain bowl, puking for the twentieth time today. It's been four weeks since Ronnie and I had drunk, meaningless sex and I already know what's going on. I have a pregnancy test sitting on the counter beside the toilet. I'll be able to confirm that it's definitely a baby, soon. Tj walks in, right as I get ready to hurl once more. He pulled my hair back, gently, as I did for him several times.
"Why did I have to go to that bar?" I ask, rhetorically. Tj doesn't say a word, just stands there, understandingly as I, once more, vomit.
"Are you okay?" He asks as I'm finally able to stop throwing up. I nod a silent 'yes,' standing up. "Positive." Tj says as he picks up the test from the counter.
In a way, I'm relieved. But, at the same time, I'm scared. How will the fans take this? I mean, they know I'm gay. They know Tj can get pregnant. But they don't know I can, too. How am I going to take care of two babies? Should I put mine and Ronnie's up for adoption? I don't trust his mental health after that suicide attempt. He still hasn't fully recovered from that. Robert might have an idea. Or Craig. Maybe one of them knows someone who's willing to adopt. I'm definitely not having an abortion, not again. If I got pregnant again, it's for a reason. I've decided on that the last time I was in this situation.
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the bus wall. Turning to look who it is, I see, not only Craig, but our fill in lead guitarist, Thrasher.
"Hey, Tj told us." Thrasher said, sympathetically. He held out his phone, motioning for me to take it. I hesitated for a moment, but soon took the phone from Thrasher's hand. Upon looking at the screen, I realized it was just text messages between him and Michael Money.
Mikey, Tj just told me Max is pregnant. And he thinks Max might not keep it.
Michael: You mean, like...
Yes. :'(
Michael: Are you sure?
I think so. :'(
Michael: If he doesn't want the baby, think he'll give it to us?
Michael: I mean, we've been looking to adopt for ages, now. This might be our chance.
Idk. I'll ask.
Michael: <3 I love you, Shreddy Bear
I love you, too, Bumble Bee. <3
As I read the messages, this whole thing made a lot more sense. This is why I got pregnant. For them. I got pregnant so that two of my best friends would be able to have a family. I know what to do, now.
"Tell him I said you guys can raise it." I say, smiling as I hand the phone back to Thrasher. He smiled widely, pulling me into a tight hug as he cried softly into my shoulder.
"Thank you, Max!" Thrasher whispered, happily. I smiled as I hugged back. I know Ronnie would understand. I know they would be more than willing to let us see the baby. And I know, above all, that my little jellybean is going into the right hands.
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Sex, Drugs and Emo Rock
RomanceMax Green was, as you know, on drugs. But, he's since got cleaned up and is now back in Escape the Fate. Although Max has his eye on his best friend, Ronnie Radke, he also has someone else in mind. Does he go for his best friend since high school, o...
