A Gift or A Curse

Valerie got up abruptly from bed and went straight for the bathroom. Matthew grunted softly as his tatted hand rubbed on her side of the bed, searching for her. He jerked his head up, closing one eye.

“Val?” he called.

Valerie didn’t answer. He heard something from inside the bathroom. Valerie was groaning, and it sounded like she was in pain. Matthew quickly scrambled out of bed and slammed the bathroom door open.

“Baby? You’re okay?” he asked in panic. He saw Valerie was sitting on the floor, facing the toilet. She nodded as she flushed down her dinner last night.

“I’m okay.”

“You don’t look like it.”

Valerie ignored his remark and just rinsed her mouth with some water.

“We can go to the hospital if you’re not feel-”

“I’m okay, Matty.” She brushed her fingers on his bare muscular chest lightly. He caught her hand before she slid it down his stomach and felt hot on her skin.

“Baby you have a fever.”

“Huh? I don’t.”

“Yes you do. Don’t go to work today. Just rest at home.”

“I’ve been skipping work forever ever since I know you.”

Matthew smirked. It’s true, his wife had always been following him around in tour and other events.

“Maybe you should just quit your job and become a housewife?”

Valerie narrowed her eyes at him. “You’re seriously thinking that?”

“Yeah. What? Is it wrong for me to think like that?”

Valerie laughed softly and circled her arms around his toned waist. He embraced her even tighter.

“If you can support me then I don’t have any problem quitting my job.” she murmured into his abs.

“You know I can support you baby. I’m a fucking rock star now.”

Valerie slapped him in the ass. “Don’t be so cocky. You are nothing without your fans.”

Matthew smiled in her hair. But after a while, Valerie felt nauseous again. Matthew’s smell started to fill her nostrils and she puked inside the toilet once again.

“Right, hospital. In five minutes.”

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The sun was shining brightly as Jimmy walked around his own house for like the 20th times. Not much have changed, only a few of his belongings were now gone and his plants were mostly dead.

At the front porch there were a lot of flowers and cards, burnt candles, some pictures of him, some signage that wished him Rest In Peace and so on. He had read them over and over again while waiting for Blake to wake up. He didn’t notice the flowers and speeches last night because it was too dark.

He smiled and a little bit touched by the love that have been thrown for him. But at the same time he felt weird because he was still standing there, not resting in peace at all. He heard a loud groaning from inside the house and he quickly teleported.

He appeared in the bedroom to find Blake was curling up on the bed, hands on her stomach.

“Blake! What’s wrong?”

Blake glanced at him with her face scrunched up in pain. “I’m fucking hungry.”

Jimmy’s mouth opened wide and he broke into laughter after that. He can’t bring himself seriously everytime he heard Blake cursed.

“Let’s get something to eat then.”
“I can’t. I’m-”
“We’ll steal then!”
“No! Jimmy, I-”
“What what? You what?”

She closed her eyes as pain shoot straight into her stomach. “I have a gastric.”

Jimmy’s mouth opened in horror. What the fuck am I supposed to do now? I’m just a ghost!

“Let’s go to the hospital!”

“I can’t get up.”

He ran his hands through his hair, not knowing what to do. But then he remembered something. Something he saw from a movie. He’d never thought of wanting to try it on but right now he didn’t have any choice.

“Blake, lie straight.”
“What?”
“Lie down straight.”
“What for?”
“Just fucking do what I said or I’ll curse fucking more.”

Blake grunted and laid her back straight, eventhough her stomach felt like exploding. Jimmy crawled on the bed and on top of her. His face was merely an inch from her now.

“Jimmy what are you doing?” she asked, but her body stiff. She’s too scared to move now.

“Shhh. I’m going to possess you.”

“WHAT?” her eyes widened, can’t believe her own ears.

Jimmy ignored her yelling and just slammed his head onto hers.

“OW!! Jimmy get off me!” she struggled, even more in pain now that her head had been crashed by him. Jimmy too felt pain but he didn’t move. His body had pinned her beneath him but it was nothing sexual.

“Hmm. That didn’t work.” He said, rubbing his painful forehead. Blake continued to struggle as she pressed her own aching stomach. Jimmy stared at her for a while, ignoring her squirming beneath him.

“Let me try something else.”

Blake went stiff again as he caught her mouth with his own and he just sucked all of her breath right there. Everything went to pitch black after that.



Jimmy rose up from the bed. His stomach pressed in sharp agonizing pain. He scrunched up for a bit but slowly made his way in front of his dresser. He looked into the mirror. Blake’s blue eyes were staring into him in the reflection.

“IT WORKED!” he yelled in a girlish voice. “I have Blake’s body. I can do fucking anything!”

The pain shot again, made him remember that this girl needed a hospital. He tried teleporting but he can’t do that in her body. He scrambled out of the house and hailed a cab with two whistling noise.


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Matthew waited patiently in the doctor’s examining room as his wife was behind the curtain, being – well, examined. He glanced at his watch. It’s almost to 2 pm. The band will have a photoshoot with Rock Sound magazine at 3.

“All done.” The doctor pushed the curtains away and smiled at Matthew. Valerie sat up straight and got down from the examining bed.

“Good news to you both. Your wife is 2 weeks pregnant.”

Matthew froze, his eyes opened as wide as his own mouth. Valerie who already knew this from the examining earlier smiled at his reaction.

“Seriously doc?” Matthew asked, eagerly.

The doctor smiled and nodded. “From now on, you have to watch how you eat, don’t get too worked up on anything. At this stage you might have some cravings but it doesn’t hurt to spoil yourself a little as long as it won’t harm the baby.”

Matthew turned to Valerie. “The baby.” He repeated. “We’re gonna have a baby.”

“Yes Matt. We’re gonna have a baby.”

“THIS IS THE FUCKING HAPPIEST DAY OF MY FUCKING LIFE!” Matthew jumped and dragged his wife along with him. The doctor cleared his throat as Matthew was making noises and cursing in public.

“Sorry. Thank you doc. Val, you hear that? We’re gonna have a baby!”

“I know baby. Just calm your ass down.”

They walked out of the room hand in hand. Matthew kissed the back of her palm constantly. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. It made Valerie blushed and embarrassed as he did that in public.

“Val, I’m going to be the best dad ever. I’m going to earn that mug.”

“What mug?”

“The mug that says ‘World’s No 1 Dad’.”

Valerie laughed and hugged his arm tightly. Matthew leaned in to kiss her but then he suddenly stopped walking. Valerie was forced to stop too.

“What’s wrong, Matty?”

Matthew stared ahead. His face fell as he saw the mysterious blue eyed girl was lying on a patient’s bed.

“Isn’t that- ?” Valerie said as she too saw her. Matthew isn’t a cruel man. In fact he is the nicest and warmest towards their fans. Even if this particular fan lied to them and insulted Jimmy’s memory, he didn’t have the heart to just ignore her there. So he grabbed Valerie’s hand and walked towards her.

Blake’s eyes fluttered open as she felt a presence beside her. She looked up and saw Matthew was there with his wife. She smiled.

“Well if it isn’t Matty Sandy.” She mumbled in pain, but her lips grinning.

It was actually Jimmy.

Matthew’s eyes bulged, horror struck in his face as he heard that nickname went past her mouth. His mind went back to his childhood days, the first time he knew Jimmy.

“What can you do?”
“I can sing. I can sing and scream.”
“Well, welcome aboard! We needed a singer anyway. I can sing, but it’s pretty tired to sing and play drums at the same time.”
“Awesome. What’s your name?”
“Jimmy. But I’m changing it to something kickass later. What’s yours?”
“Matthew. Sanders.”
“Okay, I already thought of a name for you.”
“What? I hope it’s not-”
“Matty Sandy!”
“- that.”

Tears formed behind his eyes. His head spinning, his mind furious but his heart dropped watching her wore a grin, just like Jimmy.

“How- how did you-?” he stuttered. His tears started to flow down like a river. Valerie frowned at him, didn’t understand what was happening.

“It’s me, Jimmy.” Blake whispered and smiled weakly. Her eyes glinting at Matthew, but she was still weary.

“Oh dear God.” Matthew cupped his mouth.

Notes

A/N: hehehehe well guys?