'Til Death Do Us Part

For some reason, I woke up on the dining room table the next morning, wearing nothing but a skimpy nurse outfit and stockings. I couldn't remember anything past going upstairs to have sex with Jimmy last night. Rubbing my forehead, I moved my body into an upright position to look around the room. Lying on the table next to me, cradling a can of whipped cream, Alesandra was also dressed in a skimpy costume -- a barely there outfit that looked a lot like my Dallas Cowboys cheerleader outfit. On my other side, a head of black hair was sprawled across the space, connected to a body wearing my Officer Sexy Time costume.

Looking up upon hearing a rustling sound in the kitchen, I saw Anna walk in the room, sipping water from a beer mug. She was also wearing one of my sexy costumes -- a black, naughty version of the same nurse outfit I was wearing. Her hair was tangled and messily pulled up into a ponytail with a black and red nurse cap in front of it. Her makeup, which was somehow still flawless, consisted of red eye shadow, black eyeliner, and long lashes. Stockings made up of black and red ran up her legs until her mid-thigh, held in place by a black garter.

"Oh, thank God!" She exclaimed in a soft whisper. "You're finally awake."

"Any idea where Veronica is?" I questioned, looking around.

"Somewhere upstairs with her man," She replied, leaning against the door frame. "I think they passed out before they could get into whatever it is we got up to last night."

"What did we get up to last night?" I asked her. "Some kind of girls-only love fest?"

"Wouldn't that upset the guys?" She chuckled. "There's really no telling, babe." She told me. "I don't remember much after having sex with Matt upstairs."

"Me either," I mumbled. "I just remember having crazy, drunken sex with Jimmy, and that's all I remember,"

She just laughed. "I love partying at your house, Renny! Some crazy shit always goes down in this house!"

I laughed, too. "So, where is everyone?"

She shrugged. "I didn't see anyone in the kitchen." She told me, and then she said, "I bet you ten bucks that Brian tapped your cousin!"

Scrunching my nose up in disgust, I tilted my head sideways in thought. It wasn't highly unlikely or anything, but Brian was in a relationship -- an on again, off again one albeit -- and Whittier was always so busy. It just didn't seem like the right time for them to give in to their attraction for one another. "Honestly, I wouldn't doubt it," I shrugged, climbing down from the dining room table.

Together, Anna and I left the dining room to try and gather everyone up for breakfast. We found Jacoby and his band members passed out among the chairs by the pool while the Bullet guys weren't far away, passed out in the backyard on the grass. Anna helped me wake them up, giving them some aspirin and cups of water to take it with while we continued to find everyone.

Anna's beau, Mattie Berry, was found in the laundry room, wearing only his boxers. Laughing at the half-naked man, I began to back out of the room to give Anna some alone time with him; just in case they wanted to get it on with each other.

I found the MCR guys all in the game room, passed out among the bean bags and couches. After waking them up, I opened the mini fridge and got out enough water for the five of them, telling them to go down the hall for some aspirin. Poor guys; all of them had hangovers and were groaning as they left the room. A couple of them even stopped to give me a strange look when they noticed my outfit. I just shrugged and muttered, "Don't ask."

Going upstairs, I opened the first door I came upon; our music room, where we kept Jimmy's practice drums, his guitars, and all of our CD collection; plus, the awards he got were placed on a shelf on one wall. Inside, there were comfortable chairs big enough to sleep in, but none of them were occupied, so I shut the door. Next, I tried the first guest room; a nice-sized room with a dark, Victorian theme. Inside, tangled up in the covers of the bed, I found Zacky and Veronica cuddled up together. Smiling at how cute they looked, I left the room quietly, not wanting to disturb them.

Next, in the black and white room, Shads and Brian were passed out, looking pretty cozy under the covers. Brian's hair was a mess, and his mouth was wide open, causing him to snore. Shads still had his cap sitting backwards atop his head, and his aviators were also still on, covering up his hazel eyes.

Shaking my head, I walked over to the pair, trying to remember how easy they were to wake up. Knowing most of the guys were heavy sleepers, I had to think of something loud, so I did the first thing that came to mind. I jumped on the bed, screaming at the top of my lungs, "SPIDER!"

The both of them bolted awake, falling off of the bed in shock. I couldn't help but fall on the bed, laughing my ass off as they jumped to their feet, looking disoriented.

"Good morning, fellas!"

"Dammit, Serenity," Brian huffed, looking pissed off. "That wasn't funny!"

"No," I shrugged. "But it woke you up," I chuckled, sliding from the bed.

Heading to the door, I turned to Matt. "By the way, Matthew, your wifey is downstairs on the dining table, wearing one of my costumes."

I left the room and decided to check the bathroom, where I found JB passed out in the tub and Whittier asleep on the floor. I woke them both up before heading towards the master bedroom.

My dear husband was passed out on our bed, cuddling poor Johnny to his chest as if he were me. It wasn't anything new as I always found Jimmy cuddling something or someone when he was passed out drunk, but I still found it very funny to see.

Walking over to Jimmy's side of the bed, I started running my fingers through his dark hair, whispering in his ear as I did so. "Jimmy," I whispered, huskily. "Jimmy, baby, wake up." He moved a little, groaning softly. "Come on, Plague," I whispered again. "The nurse wants to play check up." Finally, his eyes shot open and his arms retracted from Johnny's waist. Turning over, he peered up at me, sleepily rubbing his eyes.

"Hey baby," He smiled up at me. "What's up?"

"Hm," I hummed, smiling down at him. "I could ask you the same thing, Jimbo." I raised an eyebrow at him, teasingly. "What did you and Johnny get up to last night?"

"I don't remember," He mumbled, stretching. "What about you? You're the one dressed as a sexy nurse."

"I don't remember," I mimicked him. "This is how I woke up." I shrugged.

He smirked at me, placing his hand on my upper thigh. "Wanna put that outfit to use?"

Giggling, I shook my head at him. "Not with him in the room," I chuckled, pointing to Johnny's sleeping form.

"That's fine. I can easily get him to leave." He assured me. "Hey short shit," He shoved Johnny off the bed, causing him to jump to his feet in alarm.

"What?" He grumbled.

"Get out of here," Jimmy told him. "I wanna have sex with my wife."

Johnny walked to the door, holding his head and grumbling something along the lines of "fucking rabbits sexing it up all the time" as he left.



Hours later, our numbers had dwindled to just the Avenged crew, including the Berry twins, and the six of us girls. The thirteen of us found ourselves down at the pier, enjoying the rides and carnival-type food.

"Um, would anyone mind if I invited my sister here?" Alesandra asked, looking up from her phone to see our reactions.

Jimmy was the one who spoke up first, saying, "Nah, go ahead. It'll give JB someone to hang out with." He slapped JB on the back, causing him to roll his eyes in response. "Maybe you can finally get laid, man."

"Jimmy!" I scolded. Turning to Johnny's new girlfriend, I smiled. "Excuse my husband, Al. He seems to have sex on his mind right now." I sighed, rolling my eyes. "I'd love to meet your sister, babe, especially if she's as cool as you."

Alesandra grinned at me, appreciating my words so much she could have jumped for joy. She quickly sent a text to her sister before slipping her phone into her shorts and grabbing Johnny's hand once again. "Thank you, Serenity," She called, softly.

"No problem, babe," I chuckled, turning to face my husband, who was looking at me with a goofy grin on his face. "What?" I asked, smiling up at him.

"You're so cool," He muttered. Then, he turned to the group with excitement across his face. "Let's go ride the roller coaster!"

Shaking my head at his antics, I followed behind my husband as he took off towards the old-looking wooden death-trap. The damn thing looked like it was about to fall apart, even though I knew for a fact that it was brand new. As much as I despised the idea of risking my life by getting on the ride, I knew I had no other choice than to get on it because, for some reason, my husband liked to scare the shit out of me. Jimmy had this thing with getting over fears; he wanted me to be fearless, so that I won't live life scared of everything, which is why I wasn't allowed to sit this one out. Oh, no; according to Jimmy, I needed to be up front and center just because of my fears. Roller coasters and heights were never my specialties, but oh well; I was just gonna have to grin and bear it this time.

Jimmy, always one to keep his word, pulled me into the front row of the coaster, and afterwards, I'd never been so happy to see the ground -- the steady, non-moving ground -- that I nearly fell to my knees to kiss it. And I'm sure I would have, if it wasn't for the bile steadily rising up my throat.

I dropped Jimmy's hand and practically flew to the nearest trash can, where I lost the contents of my stomach inside the plastic bin. After I stopped puking my insides up, I stepped back from the trash can, only to meet the concerned eyes of my husband as I wiped my mouth.

"Sorry," I mumbled, embarrassed.

Jimmy completely ignored my apology, dismissing it with a roll of his eyes. "Are you okay, babe?" He questioned, looking me over with worried eyes.

"Yeah," I smiled. "I'm fine. I just have a sensitive stomach today, that's all."

"Are you sure that's all?" He asked, now eyeing me skeptically. "I can take you home, if you're not feeling well."

"No, Jimmy, I'm fine." I smiled at him in an attempt to reassure him, but I knew he wouldn't stop worrying until he had a thermometer in my mouth, telling him that my temperature was a normal 98.6 degrees. He could be such a worry wart sometimes; but it was cute.

"Um, Serenity . . . ?" Jimmy and I both turned to see Alesandra standing behind me, smiling apologetically. "I just thought you could use this." She handed me a stick of gum, what I assumed was some form of mint as the wrapper was blue. "It's not toothpaste or mouthwash, but it'll do for now."

"Thanks, Ally." I smiled at her." I appreciate it. This is just what I needed."

"Don't mention it," She shrugged. "I got your back." Then, she put up her pointer finger along with her thumb kind of like a gun and made a 'click-click' sound. "Now, come on you two. I want to ride the tilt-a-whirl."

I waited for her to walk away before turning back to Jimmy. "Now, can we continue having fun, or are you going to drag me home to check my temperature?"

He sighed, defeated. "Fine, Serenity, but if you get sick again, I'm taking you home, okay?"

"Okay," I nodded, smiling up at him. "I'd kiss you, but my breath isn't too pretty right now."

He chuckled, pulling me closer to him. "I love you, Serenity." He placed a kiss to my forehead, and I couldn't help but smile up at him again.

"I love you, too."