Fives a Crowd

Gotcha!

It had been about two months and I was sober throughout every day. After my experience with death and having been as lucky as I was, I knew that chance was once in a lifetime. The boys and I had been traveling around from city to city but the next few weeks were going to be different, very different. We were going to the UK. It was our first out of country tour and we all had mixed feelings about it. For one, rock and roll was very different, and two, we actually had fans in other countries. Nikki and I were proving that love between rock and roll was possible and I had made three best friends that I'd never lose, even if most of our memories couldnt be reached due to high intoxication. I sat across from Tommy who was already drinking and it was only 11:30, I didnt say we were perfect. Nikki was asleep per usual but I didnt mind, I was too busy trying to get all my anxiety out before we boarded our flight in less then 24 hours. It felt good to be clean from drugs, I had a clear mindset and I got to enjoy every moment without wondering what was going to happen to me next. Nikki was proud of me and he made it known every single day. He often reminds me how sorry he is that I died because of something he got me addicted to but I always remind him that the devil works in funny ways. He's been like an angel in a weird way. Even though we still get shit faced every other night-every night, we still wake up knowing that we're alive. I was feeling a little nauseous so I darted for the bathroom. Upon sitting on the floor for a couple of minutes a realization hit me like a slap to the face. I'd had sex with Nikki every single night and that's just nights, in total we probably have sex like three times a day. What if I was pregnant? You really fucked up now June. I had to resist the urge to scream because the boys would ask questions and right now that was the last thing I needed. I decided it could just be from a hangover but to be sure I was going to need some proof. I headed out of the bathroom in such a rush that it must have slipped my mind how suspicious I was acting all of the sudden. Vince shot me a glance from his expert sewing on a pair of black leather pants in which sequins were being added,

"What's up your ass?" I shot him a horrendous look and grabbed my purse,

"I just have to make a quick run to the store, for some tums" Mick was headed out the door as well and I hadnt even noticed him get up,

"I'm going with you, I know how you shop, plus I need some more booze since Tommy's apparently a fucking vacuum" I wanted to laugh but the back of my thoughts was one thing only, plus I couldn't exactly tell Mick no,

"Fine" we left the building we were staying in and as soon as we hit the streets Mick was on my ass,

"What the hell is going on now?" My eyes widened and I couldnt lie, I was impressed,

"What the fuck Mick, how did you know?" Mick shrugged and pulled a flask from god knows where,

"You do this thing where your really fucking quiet when something's wrong" I shoved his arm and he laughed,

"So what is it, herpes?" I groaned out loud and shook my head,

"What would you think if I was, I dont know, the opposite of a dad?" Mick spit out the contents of his mouth and stopped. He turned to face me and grabbed my shoulders,

"June I fucking love you but there is no scale to weigh how much fucking alcohol you consume in one hour, are you serious?!" I smooshed my finger against his mouth as people caught on the our conversation,

"I dont know if I am or not ok?! I'm getting a test at the store before I spread the news so keep your lips fucking tighter then a virgin you ass" Mick held up his hands with a smirk,

"Nikki is going to be the worst fucking dad in the world" I sighed as we neared the store,

"I know that's why I'm freaking the hell out" We entered and the cold air took my breath away. I scanned the aisles for a few minutes until a hand shot up an aisle in front of me, holding a box of pregnancy tests,