We're sharing the baby news to the fans tonight. We're in Brazil in all of us are nervous. We're about to go out to the stage. My boobs are crying in protest but I forced them into a pushup bra. I'm wearing a pair of light denim skinny jeans and a simple black t-shirt that says Boxing is life on the front in bold purple letters. I've had it for so long. It's one of those t-shirts that fit perfectly. I'm wearing purple vans. My hair is just left down and I'm not wearing makeup. I honestly don't care. My back hurts and my boobs hurts and I'm just not in the mood to try. Lucy and Rachel are in the same boat at us. Cody and Alec kiss Emily's nose, who is in Bruce's arm, and then we go out to the stage. Carter has my inhaler and he's staying close. He's being super clingy. He's scared because the doctor said there's a rare risk of me dying. I reassured him that it won't happen, but he's still scared.
The crowd is screaming and we wait till they quiet down. I'm announcing me and Carter's baby before anyone, and then Lucy will announce hers and Rachel will announce hers and then Cody will announce adopting Emily.
I don't know what I'm supposed to say...
I take a deep breath. "What would you guys do if I told you I was a five weeks pregnant?" I ask.
Everyone is dead silent from shock, and then some girl in the front row bursts into sobs. "FINALLY!" she screams, and then everyone starts screaming as loud as they can, so loud that I'm nervous they'll make my baby deaf.
I grin and look at Carter, who kisses me right in front of everyone. People are flipping shit and it's so funny because it gets worse when he kisses me again.
It's ten minutes before Lucy can say a word.
"And what if I was four weeks?"
Another round of screaming and everyone is going fucking crazy.
After another ten minutes, everyone gets quiet.
"And what if I was three weeks?" Rachel asks.
More screaming and I'm trying to control my laughter because it can trigger an asthma attack. I haven't had one since the tour started. I refuse to let my body have one.
When they calm down, Cody clears his throat. "Sorry guys...I'm not pregnant." Everyone laughs, us included. "But Alec and I did adorable a little girl named Emily Alyssa." He points up at the jumbo screen which shows little Emily in her car seat.
Everyone flips shit.
Oh how I love our fans.
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I wake up at four in the morning in the hotel. We're already at our next concert location.
Everyone is fast asleep.
Holy shit. I want pickles.
I sit up and rub my eyes, and hesitantly, I look at Carter.
He looks so peaceful...I can't wake him up.
Don't do it, Roxy.
Do it.
Don't do it Roxanne! He's sleeping so peacefully...
Oh fuck that. His wife and kid is hungry.
The selfish part of me wins and I shake Carter's arm. He stirs and opens his eyes, rubs them, sighs, and then groans loudly and sits up. "What?" he whines.
"Your wife and kid are hungry." I reply.
"So? Get something from the fridge." He mumbles
I cross my arms stubbornly. "I want pickles."
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Two Hearts Collided
Fiksi RemajaRoxy Lynne is just your ordinary bad girl, who graduated high school and college and became famous alongside her boyfriend and multiple best friends. They're crazy and funny and hyper, and Carter loves to get mobbed. The only problem is the struggle...
