*Carry On*

***Brian’s POV***

This is literally the worst day of my life; my girlfriend ran away and wont see me, my crazy ex drugged my ass and tried to ruin my relationship, and to make matters worse, I cant get out of NYC due to this stupid traffic jam. I slam my fist on the steering wheel as throw my head back against the seat. This all cant be happening to me today. If one more thing goes wrong, I swear I’m going to drink and drug myself into oblivion and I really wont be able to keep Synyster Gate from peaking around the corner.

Suddenly, my phone dings with an incoming text message on the seat next to me. I scramble to get it but Jimmy’s long arm grabs it before I do. I twist around in my seat and look at him with fire in my eyes. “Give me the damn phone, Rev,” I hiss, really not in the mood to deal with his nonsense right now.

I watch as the gangly man crosses his arms over his chest and it only pisses me off more. “No, not while you’re driving like a lunatic. You need to pull over and calm down,” he says, glaring at me with his sky blues.

I let out a frustrated sigh and pull over to the side of the road, my heart pounding in my chest. Please let that be Kaylyn telling me where she is. Though, I knew that she really wasn’t the type to change her mind so quickly. Damn, it was sad how well I knew how her mind words, although I don’t get her newest stunt. “Can I please have my phone now?” My browns plead with him but his fingers are already flying over the screen.

“ITS MY NIECEI!” Jimmy screams at the top of his lungs. “My perfect little niece! Look, Tempty! She’s perfect!” My heart starts to pound in my chest as Jimmy shows Tempest what is on my phone. What does he mean it’s his niece? Did Kay send me a picture of Maddy? Well, that would just be cruel and unusual punishment. How can she send a picture and not let me come see her? I am so confused but I have to see what they are looking at. “Look!” Jimmy gushes, carefully handing me my phone.

I tap the screen and my eyes lay over one of the most beautiful things that I have ever seen in my life. There in black and white is my baby girl—happy, healthy, and very much safe. A shaky breath rakes my body as I stare down at the picture. My eyes burn and I have to blink a few times to push the salty tears that are forming away. I wasn’t going to cry, but I was close to. I look further down the message only to see two more pictures of Madelyn, each one more beautiful than the next. At the very bottom there were three words that wiped away any anxiety I was feeling. We love you.

A smile falls over my face as I type a message back.

I love you too. She is just as beautiful as her mother. Please come back to me. ~Brian

“There are so many things I am going to teach her!” Jimmy continues happily, pulling Tempest into his side. “Uncle Jimmy is going to give her her first shot of Patron. I’m going to teach her the salty nut song….how to play the drums…Karate….how to be a knife master…”

“She has to be born first, love,” Tempest giggles. “But I cant wait to take that cutie shopping and to get her first tattoo…”

“She’s not getting at tattoo,” I say, looking up from the pictures on her phone. “Not until she’s 18. We got tattoos when we were fifteen and I hate my shitty back work. I don’t want her to regret anything—you know—learn from my mistakes.” I shrug my should with a small smile just as another text appears. My jaw instantly drops and my dick stirs painfully in my pants.

“What? Did you get another picture of Madelyn?” Tempest asks, learning forward to try and peak over my shoulder. I instantly pull away and try to hide the single most sexiest picture I had ever seen in my life.

The picture was of Kaylyn in a black lace lingerie that barely covered her ass or her oh-so perfect tits. I swallow thickly as I picture her in front of me in that. Oh, there would be no stopping me from having my evil ways with her. She looked very mouthwatering and I wanted her—now.

Where are you? I need you ~Brain

However, as soon as I press send, Jimmy grabs the phone out of my hand. “Give it back, Jimmy!” I hiss, climbing over the seat trying to get my phone.

“Whoa! Brian is sexting, Riz!” he laughs before tossing the phone to Tempest. “She’s a hot mama…but not hotter than my Tempty!”

“How is it that she can still look drop dead gorgeous six months pregnant?” she muses just as I grab the phone away from her. That was a great question, but to me Kaylyn will always be beautiful.

“Can you please see if you can get her to tell you where she is?” I sigh, looking down at the most recent text message.

Soon <3 Kay

“I’m losing my mind here. Please, Tempe?” I ask, my browns begging her. “And pretend that you’re not with me…that might help.”

Tempest chews her bottom lip nervously as she looks between Jimmy and I. Come on Tempest, just do this one thing for me. My eyes plead with her, knowing that she wants to see her best friend just as much as I do.

“Fine, but its on your hands if she gets pissed at me again,” she warns, pulling her green phone out of her pocket. I watch Tempest only to see that her phone goes straight to voicemail. Damn it, she must have expected me to do that.

“I guess its back to Detroit then,” Jimmy sighs and I hang my head, knowing that he is right. “But can we drive? I don’t feel like getting on and off a plain again,” he groans, stretching out in the back seats.

“Yeah, I’d like that,” I agree, knowing that if we kept the rental car that we wouldn’t have to deal with anyone recognizing us at the airport. “Call the rental car company and tell them that we’ll drop the car in Detroit,” I say, pulling away from the curb again, but this time safely.

“Okay, but only if you get us some snacks!” Jimmy sings happily, practically bouncing up and down on the seat. Well this was going to be a long trip.

A day and forty million bathroom stops later, we pull into the venue next to our tour bus. “Here we are,” I sigh, though I still don’t feel good about not having Kaylyn back with me.

“Hey! We’re home!” Jimmy yelled, excitedly, picking up Tempest and racing back to the bus with her. Oh, I am not going in there for a while.

“Gates? Where’s Riz?” Matt asks as I walk up towards him and roadies moving some equipment.

“She decided to stay.”

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