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Chapter Twenty-Two
By Krissy_Lynn

 



        
A week had pasted and I was finally out of the hospital. I had been forced to stay there to make
sure my brain was okay. Frank and I never told them about the talking thing. We figured I'd have to
stay longer, and no one would have wanted that. I sat in Ray's arms as everyone sat around in Ray's
living room. Well everyone, except Gerard. Gerard was never around.

        
I still thin it was a little awkward for him and Alex even though they 'worked' it out. I
shrugged.     

        
"Ooh, we should paint the bedroom!" I shouted randomly.

        
"Oh yeah, we forgot to do that." Ray laughed.

        
"Okay, let's do it!" Frankie shouted.

        
I glared at him and ran upstairs. I noticed Alex didn't run. She was probably taking it easy,
because of the baby and all. The guys and I started moving things as Alex entered the room

        
"Can I do something, or what?" Alex asked, laughing slightly.

        
"No, I don't want you or the baby to get hurt." Mikey smiled at Alex. Man, when I told him to be a
good dad, and he said he would, I never knew he'd mean it this much.

        
I looked at Alex when she walked over to the night stand and picked up a lamp.

        
"Yes, because picking up this lamp would cause me to have a miscarriage, Mikey." Alex said
sarcastically and rolled her eyes. I laugehd quietly.

        
We were finally done moving and taking everything out.

        
"Okay, now, you three, get out." I smile, pointing to Frankie, Mikey, and Ray.

        
"Why?" Frankie asked, pouting.

        
"Because...we're going to do this all by ourselves." I smiled and pushed them out of the
bedroom.

        
They sighed and left. I smiled and pulled off my jeans seeing as I had shorts on under them. I
putted off my top revealing the tank top under it. I grabbed two paint brushes as I opened the
paint. It had ocurred to me this would take longer, but I didn't care.

        
We started painting the back wall, it was pretty boring. I kind of wished that I hadn't kicked the
boys out.

        
I was too busy painting to realize had stopped. I felt the cold paint as it was splatted across my
face. I turned and glared at Alex for a minute, then I flicked my paintbrush at her. Soon we were
laughing and yelling, and having a full on pain flicking war.

        
Alex pushed me to the ground and sat on me. I tired to push her off while still being gentle. It
wasn't working.

        
"Get off me, I'll kill you, I swear!" I laughed.

        
Alex started painting stripes down my legs and she started screaming. She laughed at me and painted
my arms as well. I finally pushed Alex off and started painting her face.

        
"You're a bitch!" Alex screamed.

        
"Then don't paint my body!" I laughed.

        
"I think we should get the guys to help us, this is going to take forever if we keep fighting." Alex
laughed.

        
We went downstairs, and the guys gaped at us for a second, and then started laughing their asses
off. I could feel paint slowly drying in my hair. I glared inwardly.

        
"Need some help?" Ray asked, he was laughing so hard tears were running down his face.

        
"Um...yeah." Alex and I answered together.

        
We all walked back upstairs and started painting. I laughed as I saw Mikey painting. It was a funny
scene. He was getting tired but he only had his one arm. Once I saw him try to hold the paint brush
with his bad hand. It didn't work, and I laughed.

        
We finally finished and Alex went and had a shower. Frank ran at me and started to repaint the
strips on my body. I glared at him and pulled him into a giant bear hug getting the paint all over
his body. I smiled and walked out of the room.

        
Once Alex was out of the shower I quickly grabbed one, then Frank did. We all sat around in the
living room. I ran my finger through my hair but quickly stopped. I hadn't been able to get the
paint out of my hair. I glared at Alex.

        
"I should dye my hair, since I don't want to have green hair." I said, glaring at Alex again.

        
"Sorry." Alex laughed.

        
"It's alright. I was only kidding, and I've been thinking about dying my hair for a while, even
though I dye it all the time. I think I'm going to dye it black."

        
"That sounds cool." Alex nodded.

        
We all started watching CSI for a while, and then we watched some movies, and then everyone finally
fell asleep. I got off of the couch slowly and walked over to Ray's balcony. I grabbed my shoes and
coat and pulle them on.

        
I stepped out into the cold air. I walked over to the railing and looked down. I shivered as I
looked down. I looked back up and gasped. The view was beautiful. All of a sudden I felt a pair of
arms being wrapped around my waist and a face being nuzzled into my neck.

        
I leaned my head back and kissed Ray's head softly. I moaned slightly as I felt Ray kiss my
neck.

        
"Come on, let's go back inside and go to bed." Ray smiled as he pulled me into the house.

        
I giggled and sat beside him on the couch just as Alex laid her head on my lap. I snuggled into
Ray's side and fell asleep.



 

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