Kayla was standing in my yard screaming at Val and throwing anything she could find. Val was currently hiding behind Matt and by the looks of it, it was taking everything he had not to hit Kayla. But I knew he would never hit a woman. I would though.
I quickly got out of the car and ran over to Kayla. "Brooke!" Val called out when she saw me.
When she heard my name, Kayla froze and turned to me with wide eyes and dropped whatever had been in her hand. I was standing right in front of her and now she took a step back.
"Oh h-hi Brooke. You weren't h-here," Kayla stuttered.
I lost it. "So that gives you the right to throw shit at my friends? Are you mental?! What the fuck is wrong with you, Kayla?!"
She held up her hands and took another step back. "Hey you're selling my stuff. This isn't right. It belongs to me."
"No it doesn't. Not anymore," I said. I heard Jimmy come up behind me. I knew he was there in case I did what I had done last time I'd seen her. "You had over a fucking month to get your shit. I wasn't even here for most of it. I gave you time to come get it but instead you had some guy I didn't even know come into MY house to get it for you."
At that, Kayla dropped her hands and the scared look was replaced by one of anger. "Yeah, about that. I don't appreciate you threatening my boyfriend like that."
"And I didn't appreciate you kissing my husband. I guess we're even then." I said.
She rolled her eyes. "He wasn't your husband at the time."
I took a few more steps until I had her pressed up against the brick wall of my house. I heard Jimmy say my name and warning me to back up, but I wasn't listening. "Maybe not but that doesn't give you the right to try to take him from me just two days before our wedding!"
Kayla still didn't look scared. The bitch was getting bold.
"And I already told you, Brooke. He doesn't belong with somebody like you." she spat. "You are nothing compared to me. You are a filthy peasant begging for scraps. I am a fucking goddess." Kayla looked at me with a smug look on her face and I wanted to smack it off.
I yelled out, brought my fist back, and threw it forward full force only for it to hit the brick wall next to Kayla's head. I heard several snaps and cracks, but I was too pissed off to feel the pain...yet.
Kayla looked at my hand and then down at me. "You missed," she said.
"That's enough, Kayla!" Matt yelled while Jimmy grabbed me by my waist and pulled me away from her. Both Brian and Val moved in front of me to look at my hand.
"It's defiantely broken," Val said looking up at Jimmy. I felt his arms tighten around me but I was still staring at Kayla. I couldn't explain it but the woman made me so mad I forgot everything and everyone around me.
Matt stood in front of Kayla, blocking my view of her. "Get out of here. Now!"
Now she was getting scared. "But what about my stuff," Kayla said in a shakey voice.
"Buy new stuff," Matt said staring her down.
I saw her run away and not even look back. Matt turned around and headed for us with a pissed off look on his face. Even I was scared of him right now and I knew he wouldn't hurt me.
"What were you thinking, Brooke?" Matt said.
"I wasn't, Matt. That's the whole point. Besides, she wasn't supposed to dodge it like that." I said wincing as I was finally beginning to feel pain. "Ow!" I groaned, holding my hand to my chest and doubling over. My hand was fully hurting now and it was bringing me close to tears.
Jimmy helped me to the car as he asked Val and Matt to stay here and clean everything up. Brian was going to drive us to the E.R. as Jimmy held me in the backseat. He was running his hand over my hair and shushing me. Fuck did my hand hurt!
Four hours later, I had my right hand in a cast and I was so doped up on pain pills that I needed help walking out of the hospital. Both Brian and Jimmy were helping me out to the car. I ran my hand over Brian's spiky hair.
"Dude! Your hair is like...a porcupine's hair. Did I ever tell you that, Bri-bri?" I said, slurring a bit.
Brian laughed quietly. "No, Brookie. But thank you. I personally take my inspiration from Mr. Porcupine himself."
"Wow!" I said, truely impressed. "Can I meet him?"
Jimmy swatted Brian's arm. "Don't encourage her drug-induced state."
Now Jimmy was lifting me into the car and I ran my nonbroken hand through his hair too. "Your hair is pretty too, Jimbo. Do you remember when it looked all crazy? Like this...?" I put both of my hands up and pushed the air up making whooshing noises.
Jimmy shook his head as he buckled me in. "Let's go home, my crazy wife, and get you to bed."
"And have sex!" I shouted making Brian laugh before he started the car and he drove us home.
The next day when I woke up, I jumped out of bed immediately and headed for the bathroom to get sick. Soon I felt Jimmy behind me, pulling back my hair for me.
I finally stood up and washed my mouth out. What was that all about?
I made my way downstairs and heard somebody cooking. Since Jimmy was beside me on the stairs, I wondered who was in our kitchen. When we got in there, I saw that it was Val who was cooking and Matt was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee.
When they saw us, Val took the eggs off the burner and came up to hug me. "Hey, Brookie. How's your hand?"
"It hurts," I said. "What's up. Why're you guys here?"
Matt put his cup down and Jimmy then grabbed it from him taking a generous swallow of coffee. Matt gave him a look but he still answered my question. "I'm stealing Jimbo for the day, B. We've got new album stuff to discuss and Val is going to stay here to help you today since you're hurt."
"Awww, thank you." I then took a deep breath in through my nose and suddenly my stomach got nauseous again. I turned and ran for the downstairs bathroom to throw up a second time. Again, Jimmy was behind me holding my hair back.
After I stood to wash out my mouth, Jimmy gave me a weird look. "You ok, baby?"
I nodded. "I'm fine. Probably just after affects of the pain meds. Go to your studio. They need you."
He smiled and kissed my cheek. "What would I do without you?"
"Crash and burn," I said before I smacked his butt. "Now go."
After the guys had gone, I joined Val in the kitchen and grabbed an apple. "You alright, hon?" she asked me.
"I'm good." I said sitting down and I placed my hand on my chest. "Ow. My boobs are fucking sore."
Val looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Is today the first day you've gotten sick?"
I thought about it. "No. Two days ago was."
Now I could see she was mulling stuff around in that blonde head of hers. "When was the last time you had your period?"
"What day is it?" I asked. She told me and my eyes got wide. "I was supposed to get it two weeks ago. And I have never been late. It's always been like clockwork."
Val turned and rummaged through her purse and pulled out a long stick wrapped in white. I gave her a questioning look.
"It's a pregnancy test. Go take it." she told me pointing to the bathroom.
"Why do you have this in your purse?" I asked her standing up.
Val shrugged. "Matt and I have been trying. Now go."
I walked in to the bathroom and awkwardly held the pee stick with my left hand. Three minutes later, I checked it.
Positive.
I ran into the kitchen and showed Val. She handed me two more just to be sure. "How many of these do you have in there?" I asked her.
"That's the rest of them, but I can always get more."
I went into the bathroom and did the same procedure twice more. They all said the same thing.
I was pregnant.

Notes

Damn I hate Skankla! Hahaha that's why I made a Skankla Hater's Club. All of my readers are invited to join.
And like I said on my last chapter, if you don't freak out about that, I'm not gonna right anymore.
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