I'll be there for you (a Bon Jovi fanfic)

I Can't Handle All of This!

This is how I picture Mackena. ⬆️⬆️

Jon's POV

It's been three days since Mackenzie and I got engaged. I still can't believe that someone as amazing and beautiful as her is going to be my wife! We sat down last night after Mackena was in bed, and started planning the wedding.
We aren't sure exactly where we want it to be yet, but Mackenzie plans to design her own dress and my tuxedo. It will be much more sentimental this way. But enough about the wedding, Mackenzie hasn't been feeling well lately.

She's been in bed all morning today. It really scares me when she gets sick, I can't stand the thought of her being in any form of pain. Next thing I know, she walked down the stairs.

"I'm going to run to the store, do you need anything?" She asked.

"Are you sure you're feeling well enough to go?" I asked.

"Positive. I mean...Yes. I'm sure.". She said nervously. Then she turned, grabbed her bag, and headed out the door.

Mackenzie's POV

I can't believe I might be having another kid. I fast walked into the store and grabbed a umm...'test'. 98.9% accurate, eh? It better be. I walked up to the register and slid the box onto the counter. The clerk looked up at me.

"Mackenzie? Is that you?" She said to me.

"Do you remember me? My names Elizabeth Ruslet. We used to work together." She explained.

"Oh yeah! How have you been?" I asked.

"Great! How have you been? I see you may be expecting?" She said.

"Yes, if I am this will be my second." I said.

"Really? Has it been that long?" She said, shocked.

"Well it doesn't feel like it for me," I said "I fell into a coma for three years. So it feels like it's been three months since we last talked." I explained.

"Oh wow! And if you don't mind my asking, who's the guy you're with?" She asked.

"Ok, this is going to sound strange, just don't freak out." I said.

"Ok, I promise I won't." She said.

"I've been seeing...Jon Bon Jovi..." I said cautiously.

"Jon Bon Jovi?! Like the famous rock star?!" She yelled.

"Yes!" I said.

After that she rang me up and I hurried back home. With the bag in my hand, I ran up stairs and into the bathroom.

It's positive...what the hell am I going to do now?! Can I raise two young kids at the same time?! I sat down on the bathtub and started crying. Just then Jon knocked on the door. I wiped away my tears, swiped the box off of the counter, and shoved the test in my back pocket.

"Um, come in." I said.

He opened the door and walked in.

"Hey, are you ok?" He asked.

"Uh...yeah. Totally fine." I said as I pushed by him.

"Wait! Mackenzie!" He said, but I ignored him and ran down stairs.

Jon's POV

Mackenzie shoved past me and something fell out of her pocket.

"Wait! Mackenzie!" I said, but she ignored me.

I picked the object up off of the floor. Oh my God...Is she pregnant?! I looked around and I saw the empty box lying on the floor. That's why she's upset.

"Mackenzie.". I yelled down the stairs as I chased after her.

I finally got behind her and she whipped around.

"We have to get married." She said.

"I know, we will. But I kno-". I said before she cut me off.

"No we need to get married now." She said.

"What? How are we going to do that? Why do we need to do that?" I asked, confused.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to squeeze into a dress like that when you're pregnant?". She asked.

"Very hard I'd assume." I said.

"Yes, it is extremely hard." She confirmed.

"Plus it's not good for the baby." She added.

"Ok, I see what you're saying now. I'll make some phone calls." I said.

"I promise..." I assured.

A/N

Sorry to leave you hanging like that! Next chapter will be out in about nine hours!

~Mackenzie