"Hhhhngh. We can't." I groaned, pulling away from those delicious lips very reluctantly.

"What? Why not?" He asked me, panting slightly as he shoved hair out of his face.

"We're drunk..." I began, but he cut me off with a kiss.

"I've got protection...were good." He promised and I looked into those completely mesmerising eyes and chewed on my lip. “Please? Just once? No one has to know.”

"Ok..." I told him tinily and he grinned. "Hhhhhnnnn!" I moaned when he dove for my pulse and sucked on it...

"Mommy!" A little voice yelled at me and I snapped out of my little daydream to find my three year old, Taylor, standing at my feet and staring up at me with a gigantic frown on her face.

"Sorry baby. Mommy was off with the fairies. What's wrong?" I asked and she huffed and put both hands on her hips just like her asshole of a father used to do. He actually did it during the fight we had when I told him I was pregnant.

“Juice.” she grumped and I raised an eyebrow.

“I’m sorry?” I pressed, not giving into her apparent temper tantrum.
“Juice… please.” she grumbled.

“That’s better.” I told her and moved to head to the kitchen in the studio.

Oh…Did I mention that? I’m the guitar tech for Zacky Vengeance and Synyster Gates of Avenged Sevenfold, and we are currently getting ready to go on tour with them for the next few months.

I’ve actually known Syn since college. We were in a few of the same classes, and we hit it off right away. Then he joined the band and dropped out, while I got my qualifications. We ran into each other like a year and a half later and he asked me to be his tech. The rest, as they say is history. He’s the first one I told when I found out I was pregnant with Taylor, and he and the other guys have been by my side pretty much ever since. Hell, he even let me stay with him for as long as I needed when Butt Face McAsshole left and I couldn’t afford the bills myself.

“Hey! What do you say?” I half snapped when Taylor tried to snatch the juice from my hand.

“Juice!” she screamed and when I still didn’t let go, she burst into tears and started screaming.

I sighed and set the juice on the counter. She's going through the terrible threes at the minute, and I’m starting to lose my mind. She’s so bad lately, that even none of the guys wanna help if they’re around.

“Taylor Maree! Screaming at me is not going to work!" I snapped, and when she cried harder and crumpled to the floor, I walked away.

It kills me when I have to, but its sorta the only thing that has any effect on her lately.

Ugh…

“Hey…You alright? Why’s Tay screaming?” Someone said after I’d made it outside and had slumped in one of the chairs the guys sit in when they smoke.

“No, I’m not alright.” I half whimpered when I figured out the person was Brian. “She’s screaming coz I wouldn’t give her some juice coz she didn’t use her manners.” I sniffled.

“Hey. Don’t cry. You’re an awesome mommy. Better than most I’ve seen anyway….” he consoled and there was a pause and click that meant he’s lighting a cigarette. “What tipped you over the edge?” he pressed and sat in the chair opposite me.

“She’s just throwing tantrums at everything lately, and in my current predicament its just getting too much to handle.” I whined. “Though this crying will probably help.” I half giggled.

“Current predicament? What’s wrong?” he asked me and my heart stopped. I hadn’t meant to let it slip yet.

“Nothing’s wrong as such…but… I’m pregnant again.” I muttered and heard him let out a little squeak of surprise.

“That’s awesome Roxy! Who’s the father? Do I know him?”

“That’s the thing B, he doesn’t know yet.” I began and he frowned at me. “I will only tell you who it is if you promise not to tell anyone about it until I’ve told him myself.” I said and he nodded and scurried to the chair next to me.

“I promise. Who is it?” he pressed and I sighed.

“Jimmy…” I mumbled and wasn’t expecting him to smack me as hard as he did. “Hey! Lady with a baby!” I protested and he frowned at me.

“Roxy, you have to tell him.” he told me and I frowned myself.

“I know I do. But how the hell do you do that? How do you tell someone that your one night stand has resulted in a baby?”

“It was a one night stand?! Oh my god Roxanne, you hussy!” He screeched and then it was my turn to smack him.

“Will you keep your voice down!?! You sound like my mother!” I yelled at him and he took a drag of his cigarette before gaping at me some more.

“I’ll kill him.” he said after a minute and I smacked him again.

“No you fucking won’t. It takes two to tango buddy.” I half chuckled.

“You really have to tell him honey. I know he’s as clueless as a blonde bitch sometimes, but even he will notice your belly growing.” he sighed and finished his cigarette.

“I will. Thanks for listening.” I sighed and leaned over to kiss his cheek.

“Anytime sweetheart. Now. Let’s go find out why your daughter has stopped screaming.” he chuckled and it was then I noticed how quiet it seemed inside the studio.

I groaned internally and trailed after him back inside. Taylor isn’t in the kitchen, and neither is her juice, which means that someone else who’s here, probably wussed out and gave it to her. Syn disappeared back into the control room and I continued on further into the studio. The further I went, the less I found and it actually started to scare me. I was basically at the very back of the studio before I finally heard Taylor giggling. Of course she’s laughing. Who ever she’s with gave her juice. Unlike mean old Mommy. I kept walking and eventually found Taylor in the back lounge, about three feet from the TV and giggling her head off at whatever was on the screen.

I ended up standing at the door before I saw that she’s in the room with Matt, and that he’s playing a video game of some sort. He’s got a frown on his face and is clearly trying not to cuss out loud. I raised an eyebrow and finally Taylor noticed me standing there watching them.

“Mommy! Uncle Matty dying!” she said excitedly then dissolved into a fit of hysterical giggling, crumpling in a pile of limbs on the floor.

“Good to know you find me dying hilarious princess.” he chuckled and I stepped a little further into the room to see he’s making himself die almost on purpose. I then also saw the half drunk juice on the table in front of him. “I didn’t give it to her if that’s what you’re thinking.” he told me, eyes still on the TV.

“Oh?”

“Yeah. I have nephews dude. Figured she was chucking the tanty over that, so I took it and came in here to try and distract her. She hasn’t paid attention to the juice since.” He smirked and flicked his eyes to me.

"You sir, are on babysitting duty the next time she has a meltdown." I giggled and flopped on the couch next to him. He just grinned. "Are you dying on purpose?" I asked as we watched his character get shot yet again, and die in a rather dramatic spurt of blood.

"Yes and no? Johnny's playing at home. Once I figured out it shut Tay up, he did too and he has made it his mission to hunt me down ever since." He chuckled. "Short ass, I swear to fucking god. You kill me one more time, you're getting the biggest fucking ass kicking of your life the next time you step foot in this fucking studio!" He snapped over his head set, then his eyes widened when he remembered Taylor.

She, on the other hand, let out the most over dramatic gasp I have ever heard from her, sat bolt upright and pointed one of her tiny little fingers at Matt. "Swear jar Uncle Matty!" She shrieked.

"Yeah! Swear jar Uncle Matty!" Someone parroted as they walked past the door and Taylor squealed loudly and scurried after them.

"Dude, I am so sorry." He apologised and I smirked at him.

"It's fine. She hears it all the time in everyday life, so as long as she knows it's bad, I'm not too fussed." I assured him and stood up. "Hey, is Jimmy in today?" I asked as a look of relief washed over him.

"Ah...no, I don't think he is. Why?"

"No reason. I just need to talk to him about something." I said and chewed on my lip, kinda relieved that I don't have to deal with this yet.

"Talk to Jason. He might know." Matt called after me and I was debating whether I should actually ask Jason, or whether I should just leave it for now

I headed to the gear room where Jason will probably be and just sort of loitered in the doorway.

"Hey honey. You all set to go for the tour?" He greeted me when he noticed and I smiled weakly at him.

"As ready as I can be, being in charge of Syn and Zee." I chuckled. "Hey. Do you know if Jimmy will be in today at all?" I half babbled.

"Don't think so sweetie. What's up? Something I can help with?" He asked and I shook my head.

"Oh Jase, I wish." I giggled. "It's fine. I'll talk to him the next time I see him." I told him with a small smile and he nodded.

“Ok. I gotta run, but see you Friday.” he grinned and gave me a hug.

“Yep. See you then.”

Surely I can avoid Jimmy till Friday right? I groaned again and then went on another mission to find my daughter. She knows not to leave the studio without me or one of the others, but I really wouldn’t put it past her to run out onto the road or something at the minute.

“Taylor? Where are you sweetie? Mommy wants to go home.” I called.

I’ve done all I have to do for B and Zacky here, now it’s time to go home and pack me and Tay for the tour. Or perhaps put on my pyjamas and collapse in a heap on the couch…whatever happens first really.

“But mommy…” I heard her begin to whine when I found her in the kitchen again, playing with something she’s found on the floor.

“No buts princess. We gotta go home and pack so we’re ready to go on tour with Uncle B and Uncle Matty.” I told her and that seemed to perk up her mood a bit.

“Otay.” she decided after a second and dropped what she had been playing with. I scooped her into my arms and grabbed my keys out of my pocket. “Mommy can I watch Mikey?” she asked and I giggled. She’s completely infatuated with Monster’s Inc and Mike Wazowski is her favourite character. She cant say his last name though, so she just calls him Mikey.

“When we get home baby.” I told her, thankful she’s in a better mood, at least for now.

Notes

New story :)

Was a little bit aprehensive posting, but to hell with it!

Chapter is on the longer side, and anything in Roxy's POV will tend to stay that way throughout the whole thing.

Enjoy!