When I got back to the house, I didn't go inside. I sat out on the porch and thought about what I was gonna do. I mean I love Steven to death, I would die for him, but what about Joe? I don't know if I could do this if it was hurting him this much. Steven must've seen me because he walked out and sat on the steps beside me.
"He'll get over it. Whatever it is." Steven said brushing my hair out of my face.
"No. No he won't." I said staring at my feet.
"What? Why won't he?"
"He doesn't want me to have the baby! He told me to get an abortion!" I yelled crying.
"An abortion?! What the hell is wrong with him?!"
"I don't know! All I know is that he said he needed me and that he doesn't want me to have the baby!" I yelled at him then collapsed into his arms.
"Shh... It's gonna be okay. It's your body, you can do whatever you think is gonna be right." He whispered into my hair. I looked up at him.
"Wait? You don't care about the baby?"
"No! No, I mean if you don't want to feel bad about Joe, I don't want to put you through anything you don't want to!" he said.
"I know, I'm going for a walk. You know, clear my head" And I took off down the sidewalk. I walked into music shop that was just around the corner. Inside there were records, tapes, and everything else you could imagine.
Of course, they just happened to be blasting Aerosmith. I walked up to the guy behind the desk. He had long brown hair and bright blue eyes. Where had I seen those eyes before?
"Would you mind playing Bon Jovi or something? I can't deal with them right now." I smiled still trying to figure out why I knew him.
"Since when do you have a problem with Aerosmith Sammi? I mean, miss." he asked eyes widening at the end.
"Al? What are you doing in Boston?"
"Job came up, I needed money, you do the math." he shrugged.
"I hate to interrupt the love fest, but I want to buy these." Some guy with dark glasses and long black hair said. Joe.
"Joe? What are you doing here? And don't you already have these?" I asked him.
"Your point?"
"Why would you... Never mind. Umm Joe, I'm going to have the baby."
"Why are you telling me?" Joe asked crossing his arms.
"Because, Since you can't be the father, I want you to be the godfather. Please?" I begged. Joe stood there for a second, thinking.
"Sure." He smiled one of those Joe Perry smiles and I hugged him.
"Wait... You're pregnant?" Al asked.
"Yep! And engaged!" I smiled.
"Damn! I miss like a year of your life, and you're already getting married AND having a baby! Well, at least I'll have a nephew." Al smiled.
"Nephew? He's your brother?" Joe asked.
"Well, I've known Al for forever, so we might as well be."
We all stood there for a second, trying to process everything.
"Well I think we should go tell the guys..." Joe said trying to end the awkwardness.
"Yeah, Steven's gonna be so happy!" I said jumping up and down. Al cleared his throat. I turned from Joe to him.
"So, I think it's about time my brother meets my fiancé!" I smiled at him.
"Well, If you think thats the right thing...." He smiled and hooked his arm around my waist.
We walked out of the store and back to the house. When we walked inside I saw Brad and Steven banging on Tom's door. Joe and I ran up the steps.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Tom locked himself in his room." Joey said jiggling the handle.
"Tom! Let me in!" Steven yelled.
"Hey! Everyone shut up! If you leave him alone, he might come out eventually!" Al yelled.
"And who are you mr. Know it all?" Brad said. I jumped in his face.
"He is my 'brother' and he has a point!" I said.
"You have a brother?" Steven asked coming over.
"In a way..." I smiled at him.
Al stood there, jaw dropped.
"Close it up man, you're not in the bedroom!" Steven laughed.
"Al, this is Steven Tyler, my lovely fiancé!" I said hugging Steven.
"Great to meet you man! You be good to my little sister now!" Al laughed shaking Steven's hand.
"Steven, can you introduce him to the rest of the guys? I'm gonna try to get Tom to open his door." I asked.
"Apsolewdly!" Steven sung and kissed my head.
They all went downstairs and I stayed up there. I waited until it was quiet for a few minutes then knocked gently on the door. The door swung open, and Tom stood there with blood shot eyes.
"Can't leave me alone?" Tom said smiling a little.
"No. Now what's wrong?" I asked walking into the room. He sighed and shut the door.
"Cyndra... Left me. Last night." He said starting to cry again.
"Aww, did she say why?" I asked hugging him.
"She said it was to much pressure. That I would be unfaithful."
"You know what that means then, right?"
"What?" He said looking into my eyes.
"She wasn't ready for love from a great guy like you."
"You're a great girl you know. Steven's one lucky guy," he smiled.
"Thanks! Now, are you gonna mope around or have some fun?!" I said pulling him out the door.
"You got him out!" Joey said when we walked into the "living room".
"What was wrong?" Brad asked. I shot him a glare. "I mean, what we doing tonight?"
"Well, we could always go to The Hideout." Joe said.
"Yeah! We haven't been there in forever!" Joey said.
"To the Aeromobile!" Steven said pulling me out of the room, the others followed.
