I stared shocked at the girl I loved. I took a few steps back in shock. She had a son? With that maniac?! Skye looked up at me, her eyes as blue as the ocean.
I shook my head.
"I-I need some time alone..."
I turned around and walked off quickly ignoring the sight of Skye falling to her knees and the broken sob that erupted from her. I needed time to think on my own, and try and figure this shit out. God, things were never easy.
I walked over to a bunch of rocks and climbed up to sit down. I laid back on the smooth rocks and stared up at the sky, watching the tiny amount of clouds go by. I was lost deep in thought. I couldn't believe she had a child at nineteen, let alone with that psychotic, sadistic maniac that she calls an ex-boyfriend. I heard someone climbing up next to me, the sound of rocks crunching together jolting me from my thought induced daze. I looked up, shielding my eyes from the sun with my hand. The shadow above me came into focus. I saw black hair swooped across the man's face, he had a crooked smile on his face and his green hazel eyes shone. It was Frank.
He sat down next to me as I pulled myself up.
We spent the next few moments in a silence that was slightly uncomfortable. I barely knew Frank at all, all I really knew about him was that he grew up in New Jersey, he was in My Chemical Romance, and that he was close friends with Skye. His intense hazel/green eyes stared at me, making me feel a little awkward.
"So, Andy, what's up?"
Something in the way that he said those few words, told me that I better spill it. Plus, with how well he knew Skye, he might have a way to help me. But something in his eyes told me otherwise. But I still ended up telling him everything, all my thoughts about what Skye had told me. After I finished, he just stared at me as though expecting more.
"So Skye told you she had her kid, and you're freaking out like it's the end of the world. Aren't you overreacting a bit?"
I stood up fuming.
"Overreacting?! I just found out that my girlfriend had a child with a nutcase that wants to kill her and me, and you're telling me that I'm overreacting?!"
Frank glared up at me.
"Did it ever cross your mind that she might not have consented to it?
As the words left his mouth, the thought struck me like lightning.
"Do you mean...?" although I was pretty sure I knew the answer to be honest.
Frank stood up to face me, well attempt to considering next to me, he was a midget.
"Andy, I'm going to tell you something that only me, My band, her band, and Skye's family know. I'm pretty sure she should be the one telling you this, but she is distraught and clearly terrified with what your reaction will be."
I stopped all movement to listen. I had to hear this. Frank sighed and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his unzipped black vest. His intense hazel/green eyes stared at me, as though staring right through me.
"Skye was raped. The end result of a night that scarred her for life, was her son Elliot."
My eyes were wide, and I was pretty sure that I was ready to kill that guy. What a bastard. My fists and teeth clenched at the thought of Skye being so helpless as that... that... monster
violated her, and caused her to have a child. Frank watched me.
"Do you understand now? Why she was so scared to tell you?"
I nodded slowly, taking deep breaths to try and calm myself down. Then a question popped into my head.
"Wait, where does he live? I've never seen him at Skye's house..."
"That is one of the few times Skye goes back to America. She normally goes straight back to South Africa, where her son lives with her mother. She has a recording studio down there, with one of the record labels producers and she records her singing there. A lot of the time the band goes down there to help her with it, but mostly they record their stuff in Los Angeles. Skye and the band talk to each other over video links for hours, working on ideas and stuff. It's how she manages being a single mother to a child of three years old and being a world famous rockstar."
It sounded way to technical for me. Another question popped into my head, and made me feel awkward for asking it.
"Why are you helping me Frank?"
He glared at me.
"I'm not helping you. I'm helping Skye."
I nodded, I knew that would be the case. But the look in Frank's eyes told me something.
"Frank, do you have feelings for Skye?"
He jumped and looked in the other direction awkwardly.
"Y-yeah... But I'm not going to bother you two. All I want is for Skye to be happy, especially after all she's been through. Plus, I have someone who loves me for me, and I love him back just as much." (Yes, Frerard lives. )
I stared at him in question. He smiled.
He laughed and pushed me lightly.
"Go on now. She's upset and scared. You need to let her know how much you love her."
I nodded and jumped off the rocks.
I ran off, with no looking back.
I watched as Andy ran along the beach towards the others, and I couldn't help but feel sad. I had strong feelings for Skye but she's dating Andy. I couldn't help it that my heart broke a little. But, I decided as long as she's happy, I don't care.
I jumped off the rocks and walked back towards the others. When I need, some people greeted me, and I looked around. Neither Skye nor Andy was around. But that was ok. Gerard walked over to me and kissed my cheek, making me smile. I decided that Andy had it under control.
I have totally fucked it up. He thinks I'm disgusting and he was never going to accept me or my child. Tears poured down my face , staining my cheeks. I'm so disgusting, and weak. I was just waiting for something like this to happen, why did I even risk it? I heard footsteps behind me and looked up and my eyes widened. It was Andy. I quickly wiped my eyes and looked away.
"What do you want?"
He sighed and grabbed my hand before pulling me up onto my feet, and using his thumbs to wipe away my tears.
"I'm sorry Skye..."
I looked up at him with teary eyes.
"You mean it?"
He nodded and kissed my forehead oh so gently, that it felt like feathers dancing across my forehead. He stared at me with his gorgeous powder blue eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
I shook my head and looked down.
"I thought... you would think I'm disgusting..."
He gasped and stared at me like I was nuts. Which in his mind right now, I probably was. He gently tucked bits of my fringe behind my ear and held me close.
"I could never... think that."
I looked at him intensely.
"Thank you... you spoke to Frank didn't you?"
He smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah, I did. He helped a lot."
"He does that... so, are you okay? You know, with me having a child?"
"It wasn't your fault, and by keeping the child only shows that you are the better person."
I blushed and hid my face behind my fringe. He chuckled. He pulled me close and hugged me tightly and I squeezed him back. After a few minutes, I pulled back and grabbed his hand. He raised an eyebrow. I winked.
I dragged him back to the hotel and told him to wait outside my hotel room. I went rifling through my bags, before pulling out my white laptop that was covered in band stickers. I walked out, and grabbed Andy's hand again and pulled him outside. We sat under a bamboo and straw shelter thing, and I placed my laptop on the table and plugged in my wireless modem before opening it and starting it up . I patted the bench next to me for Andy to sit down which he did. He looked very confused, which made me giggle.
"What are you doing babe?"
I smiled at him.
I signed into Skype and saw my mom was online. Perfect. I clicked on her and let it ring for a few seconds before my mom popped up on video link."Hello my darling!!"
I smiled at seeing her lovely, slightly aged face that was home to me.
"Hey mommy! How are you?"
She sighed, alerting me."Tired, your son is far too energetic! Takes after you! God, looking after you when you were a little girl was a nightmare, and then Max came along not even 2 years afterwards!! Bloody hell..."
Andy stifled his laughter and I glared at him before turning back to my mother.
"Sorry about that mommy! Is Elliot awake? I really wanna see him..."
She nodded and disappeared off screen for a few seconds. Andy gripped my hand.
"You wanted me to see your son?"
I nodded. My mom reappeared on the screen holding my baby boy. He was gorgeous; he had spiky black hair, pale ivory skin, and my eyes. The ever-changing colour eyes. He waved his tiny hand at me."Hewo mama!"
I waved back to him in a childlike fashion. Andy's eyes sparkled as he watched me interact with my baby.
"Hello my baby! How are you?"
He giggled, the sound calming me instantly. My child was my life, and I don't actually know where I would be without him. He is the reason why I work so hard. "I fwine!! Mama, when awe yew coming hwome?"
I smiled at him.
"I'll be home soon baby, but until then, be good for nana ok?"
He nodded, his eyes sparkling brightly. I swelled with pride, he was only three and he could already speak very well. He blinked in confusion."Mama, who dat nexth to yew?"
My mother raised an eyebrow when she caught sight of Andy. I pulled him into full view. "Yes, indeed."
"This is Andy mom, he's my boyfriend."
She laughed."Oh, he is a looker!"
I laughed when Andy blushed. Suddenly Elliot gave a big yawn, bring small tears to his eyes as he whined in tiredness. My motherly instincts instantly kicked in.
"Off to bed with you Elliot."
He nodded and rubbed his eyes with his tiny chubby hands whimpering a bit as he stuck his thumb his mouth and started to suck it. My heart melted."Nwight mama..."
My mom looked up."Off to bed with me as well I think. Night my darling, send lots of love to your sister and brother when you see them."
"Ok mom, night love you."
With that I shut the screen on my laptop. I felt so much calmer now that I had spoken to my son. Andy wrapped an arm around my shoulders and brought me close to him, before gently kissing my temple.
"You have a beautiful son."
I smiled up at him. His eyes were sparkling with pride, and my heart swelled with love for this man.
He stood up and helped me up. Interlacing our fingers together, we walked back to where everyone else was fucking around. Frank looked up from his place next Gerard and smiled. I sent him a silent signal, showing that everything was fine. He nodded and leant into Gerard. I saw Ben fucking around with Danny. I let go of Andy's hand and tackled Danny, who crashed into Ben, sending them both to the ground, gaining laughter from every direction. I stood up on Danny's back and fist-pumped the air.
"HELL YEAH! I TAKE DOWN THE FATTY ONCE AGAIN!"
Everyone laughed. Danny used his arms to push himself up, throwing my balance out of the window. Before I landed face first into the sand, I did a quick backflip off of him, although I still ended up losing my balance and falling flat on my ass. I rolled backwards and pushed myself off my hands and back onto my feet. I walked back over to Ben, who was in a crater almost, laughed and held out a hand to him. He took it and I pulled him up. Maryse walked up behind me.
"Hey, we are going to go surfing, wanna come with?"
I sighed. I didn't have my board with me.
"I don't have my board Maryse."
She laughed and pointed behind her, where Ashley was holding my board. My beautiful board; it was white, with black checkers and pink on it with skulls. I looked at Maryse.
"I packed it just in case."
I hugged her tightly.
"This is why I love you."
I grabbed my board from Ashley, who picked up his own and Ben picked up his and we ran into the water. I love Hawaii. They have the best fucking waves ever.
We spent the next few hours surfing. Watching Ashley get pulled under was the funniest thing ever; I fell off my board from laughing. I asked Ben to looked after my board as I went under. I looked around; it was so clear. I took a deep breath as I broke the surface. Ben looked down at me as I pulled myself back onto my board and put the strap back on my tattooed ankle.
I looked up at Ben's voice and saw two things. One, Ashley was next to me again and he was staring in the same direction as us. Two, a big ass motherfucking wave. I mean it was huge. Ben nudged me and I looked over.
"Let' do this."
He nodded. We paddled forward and we all caught the wave. It started crashing around us, leaving in the barrel. Fuck, the barrel was the best part of surfing. I was on the edge of the barrel and heard a splash and looked down. Ben was gone. Ashley smirked up at me and fell back, allowing himself to be taken out by the massive wave. I pushed my hand into the wave, moving up and down the mass of water. Seeing that I was running out of time before the wave crashed entirely, so I powered up by speed and launched off the top of the wave in a frontside air. I landed it perfectly, gliding back to the shore gently. I jumped off and looked around for Ben and Ashley. I saw Ashley break the surface and Ben drag himself on his board. I laughed and paddled out to them. I helped Ash back onto his board. They high fived me.
"That was sick dude!"
"Thanks Ash. Let's head back in now."
They nodded and we paddled back to shore. Everyone ran up to us.
"THAT WAS AWESOME!! Zacky is going to be so jealous when he see that video!" yelled Dastan at the top of his lungs. I laughed as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders, where my leather wing tattoo was placed, his hand resting on top of my dragon tattoo. Maryse had taken photos and videos, so we were going to put them on Twitter later. Andy wrapped his arms around me, and kissed my temple. I smiled up at them. Max was on Ash's shoulders, Brooke and Danny were talking excitedly about what had just happened. Jake and Jinxx were looking at the video and CC was talking to Maryse. I spoke up.
"GUYS! Let's head back inside for dinner."
The sun had started to go down so we headed back inside. We all had showers and freshened up when we all sat down in the restaurant for dinner. While we were eating and talking, I couldn't help but notice Maryse looking a little ill. Well, more than a little. She was pale and had a greenish tinge to her skin. I leant over to her.
"Maryse, are you alright?"
She shook her head as she took off for the bathrooms, leaving me, Max and Brooke running after her. We found her in the bathroom throwing up. I kept her hair out of the way and cooed to her softly as Max rubbed her back in comfort. I looked up at Brooke.
"Can you go get Jake?"
She nodded and walked out. Maryse stood up and I wrapped her arm around my shoulder and helped her out gently. Jake ran in front of us. I looked up at him.
"Could you carry her and put her to bed?"
He nodded and lifted her bridal style and carried her up the stairs. I watched as they went, feeling worry fill me up. Although I had a suspicion about what was wrong with Maryse... And I had a feeling that she wasn't going to get better for a while.
I felt awful. My stomach was churning and I felt like I was going to be sick. I felt the gentle movement of rocking, soothing me and I looked up. Jake was carrying me. I smiled and closed my eyes. Suddenly I felt the softness of a bed and covers being pulled over me. I felt a soft pair of lips on my forehead and my eyes opened looking into the dark brown eyes of Jake. I smiled.
"Hey Jakey..." I said in a quiet voice. He stroked my hair.
"How are you feeling baby?"
I shook my head.
He made a sympathetic noise.
"What do you think it is?"
"Food poisoning probably..."
He nodded. I lifted the covers and invited him in.
"Come sleep with me..."
He nodded and stripped down to his boxers before climbing in next to me and wrapped an arm around my waist, his hand rubbing soothing circles on my stomach, making it feel slightly better. I smiled as I let myself drop off. We were back on tour in a few days, so I was going to enjoy this.
A week later... SKYE POV:
As I thought, Maryse didn't get better. The sickness continued, oddly enough in the mornings only. I looked up from my laptop to the other side of the couch where Maryse shifted again to try and ease her nausea. I was on Twitter putting up the video of me and the guys surfing, along with the awesome photos. I smiled as I put them up.
@SkyeVanityHA: Check out me, ~ashleypurdy
& @BenAfuckingA surfing in Hawaii during our time off.
Instantly I got loads of replies, which a lot I replied back to, favourites and retweets. Zacky V also replied to me. ~vengenz1
: @SkyeVanityHA I hate you. You went surfing without me. Sick wave though
I laughed and replied.
: Love you!
I shut my laptop as we pulled up to the hotel/venue. I stood up and woke Maryse.
"How you feeling?" I asked. Maryse groaned.
"Blegh. Feel sick."
I looked sympathetic.
"Maryse, I think you might be..."
She looked up. Her eyes widened as she caught on to what I was asking.
"You don't mean...??!"
I nodded and held her as she broke down. After she calmed down, I stood up.
"I'm going out to get you a test ok?"
She nodded and curled back inside hr blanket.
"BROOKE!" I yelled.
The redhead scene killer walked in from the back with a curious look on her face.
"Can you look after Maryse? I need to go out, and Max is out with Ash and Dastan has got out with CC to look at instruments and shit."
"Of course Skye."
I thanked her and went out.
15 minutes later...
I re-entered the bus with a Boots bag in my hand. Brooke looked up from her phone and Maryse stood up at my entry. She looked like a child, praying something wasn't true, but I suppose that's what she was at the moment. With a sympathetic smile, I handed her the bag. She disappeared into the bathroom. While she was doing that, I filled in Brooke with my suspicions and she agreed with me. The bathroom door slammed open and Maryse ran out sobbing hysterically. That alone told me the result. I held her close and tried to calm her.
"Maryse, what did it say?"
"I-it w-was positive... I-I'm pregnant!!"
I knew it.