The Silver Lining

Lola's POV

It had been a month since the guys got back on tour and a month and a half since we found I was pregnant. Me and Gerard fly back to Jersey every Monday for a doctors appointment. Gosh, it felt like it was still that cold November night that they rescued me from that tree. I sighed, pulling me out of my thoughts and looked over to Gerard opening the curtain for my bunk.

"Lola, we need to talk." He said seriously with guilt on his face. My heart began to beat faster and faster as I thought he was going to tell me he couldn't be with me anymore or something like that.

"W-What?" I stuttered, immediately sitting up and jumping down in front of him, looking at his concerned face.

"It's about your appointment." I immediately relaxed and smiled.

"What about?" We walked into the living space and say on the couch.

"I won't be able to go with you tomorrow." He sighed and looked down. I pulled him into a hug.

"It's okay. I understand, you have a band and thousands of fans you can't disappoint. It's not my first appointment so I should be okay." I said as I pulled back and looked at him, smiling.

"Thanks for taking it so great. I won't miss another appointment, I promise." He pulled me into a kiss. As it started to get a little heated, someone cleared their throat. I pulled away, blushing as Gerard glared up at Ray.

"This isn't just your bus." He snarled as he walked to the kitchen.

"Who the hell shit in his coffee." I said quietly.

"I don't know, he's been acting really weird lately." he said before standing up. "Now, let's get you to your flight."

I nodded and fallowed out of the bus and into the taxi he had called. We were soon at the airport, me getting onto the plane as Gerard waved at me and left back for his show. I sighed as I payed back into my seat, putting my headphones in and drowning the world around me as we were lifted into the air.

I soon had the all to familiar pain of morning sickness in my stomach as I stood and ran into the bathroom. I spilled my insides into the toilet before flushing and rinsing my mouth. I stood back up from the sick and looked at my figure in the mirror. My stomachs was buldging out way more then any I had seen, since I was only 1 month along. I sighed and walked back out and sat back in my seat before falling asleep until we landed again.

I jumped into the taxi Gerard had called for me and sped off to the doctors. I sat in the waiting room for my doctor to call me in, playing a game on my phone. After a while they called my name. They went through the usual routine and brought me back to a room.

"Hello!" My doctor beamed as she stepped in.

"Hi Dr. Kjellberg." I smiled up at him, he returned the smile with more enthusiasm.

"I told you a million times, just call me Felix. Now will Gerard be coming today?" He asked, looking at the laptop he set on the table I was sitting on.

"Oh, n-no, he had a concert to play." I sighed, missing him a little.

"Oh, he's in a band?" He made small talk as he check me up.

"Yeah," I laughed. "My Chemical Romance."

"Oh, I thought I recognized him from somewhere!" He laughed before finishing up his frantic typing on his miniature laptop. "Now, today your having your first ultrasound to see the baby!"

"Oh, yeah!" I smiled, standing up. I lost my balence and closed my eyes, bracing for the impact of the floor.

"Wow." Felix said as I felt a warm set of arms wrap around me.

"Th-Thanks." I said, pulling myself upright again and blushing.

"Its not problem." he smiled as he led me down the hallway to a new room with a monitor and specail equipment.

"Okay, you go lay down on that table while I wash up." He said. I slid up onto the table and laid back, waiting for him.

Once he was finished he walked over and pickup a bottle of some sort. He pulled my shirt up, revealing my whole stomach, some scars from my past still visible.

"Okay, this will be a little cold and gross." He laughed as he squirted a jellylike substance on my stomach. He mived around a wand of sorts while sitting in front of the monitor. The inside of my whom showed up onto the screen and we saw a little body, no where near developed, but still cute to me.

I smiled wide and he looked up at me. "Would you like to take a picture or two?" He laughed when I nodded my head vigorously.

"Oh, we can also tell you the, erm, date of conception." He said, looking closer at the screen. I smiled , thinking back to that night.

"Oh, sure." I nodded and waited.

"November 23." He smiled back at me before cleaning the jelly substance off my stomach. My smiled instantly disappeared when I heard him.

"I-I'm sorry, but w-what?" My heart began to pick up more.

"Well, it says right here the date of conception is November 23." He replied, lookin concerned at my frantically falling face.

I instantly brought my hands over my mouth and sat, stuned as I thought back. That was the day we went to the bar. Oh, fuck. No. Please, no. This isn't Gerard's baby … it's Ray's.

"Lola, are you okay." He put a hand on my shoulder. I flinched a bit at his unexpected touch.

"N-No." I stuttered as I let the tears cascade down my cheeks.

"What's wrong?" He pulled me into a hug and let me cry into the crook of his neck. He pulled me in tighter.

"I- … I just messed up. Really bad." I pulled from the hug, wiping my tears and looking at my feet.

"I truly am sorry. Is there anything I can do?" He asked again, holding my shoulder and looking into my eyes.

"N-No." I sighed. "Nothin can help me now." I stood and began to exit the room.

"Don't forget next week." He called after me and handed my my ultrasound picture of my baby before I walked briskly back to the taxi waiting outside. Soon I was at the airport again for my next flight.

The flight went by 10 times faster then the first one because of the thoughts coursing through my brain. What's going to happen when I tell Gerard he's not the father? Is this why Ray has been so weird? Does he really hate me? What's going to happen?! Ugh.

Soon I was back standing in front of the bus. I just stood there, staring up at the bus's door. I finally found the courage to walk in.

"Lola!" They all shouted, running over and bringing me into a hug. Well everyone except Ray.

"Hey guys, how was the show?" I tried but wasn't able to bring a smile to my face.

"Good, um is anything wrong?" Mikey spoke up.

"Y-Yeah." I stuttered, "I, um, just need to t-talk to Ray." Ray looked up at my face. I could see he was trying to hide his hurt behind a mask of nothing.

"O-Okay." Mikey said, a little confused. Ray stood up and made his way over to me. Gerard tried to fallow but I stopped him.

"Gerard." I said, my hand holding him back. "I need to talk to him alone."

"Okay." He said, raising his eyebrow up in suspicion. Me and Ray walked down the steps of the bus and to the back, out of sight from the windows.

"R-Ray?" I stuttered after a few minutes of silence and shifty stares.

"Yes?" He looked down at me.

"It's about the … the baby." I looked down from his eyes and to my feet like I always do. After a minute of silence I looked back up to him and he had softened a bit and he had a hurt, sad look plastered on his face.

"Are they okay?" He asked, motioning to my stomach.

"Y-Yeah, fine … it's just." I sighed before continuing "Gerard isn't the father."

His face fell even further and her unbend his eyes, sighing. "I thought it was a possibility because you were so large for being to early in the pregnancy but just thought I was worrying myself …"

"What are we going to do?" I looked into his eyes.

"Lola. I honestly don't know."

Notes

Yep. Shocking chapter. Or maybe you saw it coming? Idk.