She's My Girl: World Tour

I Won't

POV: Natilie

"Okay, so we have this house for three days for a break before we hit the road again. No one do anything stupid." Liza came back out of her room and into the living room.

"Mike went to go get food." I propped my feet up on the coffee table.

"Emilio just went to sleep and white noise is playing, so we can be somewhat loud." Lauren sat down beside me and wrapped her arm around me instinctively.

A knock on the front door made me jump. I still jump at the slightest sounds even after all these years.

"They shouldn't be back already..." Liza mumbled and went over to the front door.

"Who is it?" I sat up a bit.

"Camila, your crazy ass ex is at the door." Liza whisper yelled after peeping through the window.

"The one who threatened to kill Mike and then her?" Michelle quietly walked over to the door for backup.

"His no contact order ended yesterday." Camila nervously mumbled. "How would he even know we were here?"

While they were talking I went to Mike's room and grabbed the baseball bat that he left.

I twirled it around and skipped to the front door. "Open the bitch up. It's time for a whoopin'!" I kicked my leg out and clicked my tongue. "Balls!" I swung once at the air. "Stomach!" I swung again. "Head!" I swung again all the way through and half of the girls were laughing while the others were scared for their lives. "Alright, I'm ready."

"Hey, um, crackhead, come sit down." Michelle spoke cautiously.

"Babe, no. You have a child." My wife tried to stop me.

"Open 'er up, Liza!" I nodded towards the door and got into a good stance.

Liza was too scared of me in that moment to refuse, and opened the door.

"Liza! No!" Lauren yelled.

"I need to talk to Cam-" Shawn froze when he saw me standing there with a bat. "Natilie, why are you holding a bat?"

"No one threatens to kill my brother and my sister!" I yelled and went to swing.

With that he took off of the front porch and to his car.

I jumped from the porch to the yard, ignoring the steps, to run after Shawn. "Oh hell no! Get your Canadian ass back here!" I chased him to his car with the metal bat still in my grasp.

"Nat, no!" I found myself pinned to the grass with the bat still firmly in my grasp.

"Let me get 'em! Let me go!" I struggled out of whoever had me pinned till his car took off down the street. "Damnit! I almost had him!"

"You need to take some deep breaths, Shorty." I was lifted off of the ground and I was met with Michelle giving me a glare and Lauren walking up behind her who seemed to be livid.

"You can't just bash his head in, Nat." Lauren didn't call me the usual, so I knew I was in trouble.

"But he threatened to kill them and I just wanted him dead." I mumbled and hung my head low.

"Yes, but I don't need my wife in prison for murder." Lauren sighed and kissed my forehead while Michelle sneaked the bat out of my grasp.

"You called me Nat and not Mi Alma." I frowned and scuffed my feet back to the house.

"I was worried that my wife was about to bash someone's head in." She sighed and took my hand in hers. "Such a violent one now. You were so peaceful and not lethal before your pregnancy. After your pregnancy it's full on murder spree with you."