I woke up the next morning feeling like I got hit by a semi truck. My head was absolutely pounding and I immediately felt nauseous. I was struggling hard. The bed was a mess with sheets, blankets, and pillows everywhere. I knew I was alone in bed and at first I was confused as to where Sonny was but then I remembered that he had to get out early to leave for his next show. I don't know why but the thought of him not being here just made my head pound even more. 

I sat up a little careful not to move fast and looked for my phone. It was usually on the table next to my bed but it wasn't. Instead there was a bottle of aspirin and two bottles of water. I knew there was no way in hell I would have prepared for this last night so I figured Sonny must have done it. I was touched by the gesture. 

So I took the bottle of pills and took a few while simultaneously downing the whole bottle of water. I layed back down for probably another five minutes before getting out of bed. I walked out to find Maggie passed the hell out on the couch. I went in the kitchen to look at the damage and it was pretty messy. I found my phone sitting on the counter though. I grabbed it and I had a ton of notifications. 

I had a bunch of texts but one from Todd stood out particularly time stamped at about two in the morning saying Kristen had gone into labor. I called him using what little battery I had left. It to voice mail. 

I walked in to the living room to wake Maggie up. She was just as bad as I was. 

"Kristen's in labor. Gotta go. Are you staying or coming?" Maggie stared at me confused as hell for a few seconds before she groaned and put her head back down. 

"Coming." She said but she closed her eyes again and I slapped her arm. She cried out in pain. "Okay okay." She sat up and put her head in her hands. 

I went in and changed and Maggie came in asking for a change of clothes too. 

We both put on yoga pants and just a tshirt. We got ready and we probably should have been moving a little faster but neither of us had the energy. I grabbed my charger to bring with and my purse and we jumped in my car. We drove in silence until we got there. When we got in and asked the lady at the front desk she said she was still in labor and told us which waiting room to go to. 

"Fuck. I need to get flowers or something." I remembered. I asked the next person who worked there where the gift shop was and we made our way there. 

I bought an obnoxiously large bouquet of flowers and we went to the waiting room. I knew we were in the right place because Todd's parents were there with several other people all for Kristen I'm assuming. 

"Oh Baylee! You made it!" Todd's mom jumped up and hugged me. I suddenly felt a little naseous again. I was too hungover to be dealing with this. 

"Happy belated birthday dear. We sent you a card but we sent it a little late." She told me and I smiled as best as I could at her. 

"Thank you." 

"Leave the poor woman alone. Can't you tell she's hungover." Todd's dad laughed. 

"Oh I bet she is." His mom laughed at me. I was introduced to Kristen's parents and I tried putting on the professional look because let's be real, it wouldn't be my first time working incredibly hungover. 

Maggie and I went to get coffee and we sat in two chairs more away from everyone. I plugged my phone into an outlet near our chair and watched as it came back to life. 

I went through all the notifications I had skipped over before. Most of them were notifications of people wishing me a happy birthday online or via text. I had some people send me pictures I had taken with them last night. 

Sonny sent me a few pictures and a video followed by "Hope you're feeling good this morning!" with a winky face. Jackass. 

He sent on that him and I took together on his phone that I was in love with. We both looked so good, despite me probably being really drunk. The next was a selfie were I was kissing his cheek but half his face was cut off and it was kind of blurry but not so blurry you couldn't see what was happening. I thought it was funny. 

The third was a picture I clearly didn't know was being taken because I was looking to the side and it looked like I was laughing and I was almost bent over holding a drink in one hand and my other hand over my abs. I smiled at the thought of him taking that. 

The last video was about a minute long and I turned the volume down so it didn't disturb anyone but enough so that I could hear it. I instantly wanted to start laughing but my head hurt too much for that. It was Maggie and I dancing so drunkenly singing a song by D-Lo. It was hysterical. I showed it to Maggie who just said "Oh god." 

I sent him a text back thanking him for the photos and told him Kristen went into labor. I then told my mom what was happening. My dad sent me a text early this morning telling me to call him when I got the chance so he could ask about last night. I texted him and told him it probably wouldn't be for a while. 

The longer we just sat in the waiting room the more annoyed I was getting. Just the combination of being hungover and sitting in an uncomfortable chair with no updates at all was increbily irritating. I felt bad that I wasn't feeling happy for them but I couldn't really bring myself to care. 

My dad responded telling me that was fine and that all the pictures were sent to me if I wanted to open them. I had email on my phone so I opened them on that while we just sat there. Maggie leaned over my shoulder when I told her I had them. There were about a thousand of them so I knew it was going to take a long time to go through them and I was cursing myself for not bringing my laptop. 

We laughed at a bunch of them and at how drunk everyone looked. We only got through about one hundred when a doctor came out to announce she had a healthy baby girl and everyone cheered. They said they were cleaning the baby and all the details and that everyone could visit the baby in the nursery in a bit. 

"Is there a Miss Baylee here?" He then asked and my head snapped up. 

"Yes." I said standing up. 

"They've asked for you to come back." I was shell shocked. Why me? Why not one of their parents or something. 

I followed the doctor down the halls and he opened the door to a room and let me walk in. 

Kristen was in a bed looking like hell but who wouldn't after labor, holding a little baby girl. Todd was standing next to her with a huge smile on his face. 

"Baylee." Kristen said as I walked over still pretty shell shocked. "Meet Lillianne." She smiled down at the baby. 

"She's precious." I said stepping up to the bed. 

"We were wondering if you would be the god mother?" My eyes widened. What?' 

"Uh, Yes! Of course!" I was stuttering. Was this real life? 

"Thank you." Kristen smiled at me and then went back smiling at her new baby girl. 

After all of that pretty much my whole day was spent at the hospital. I went home that night to clean up the whole apartment since it was moderately trashed. I called my mom and she freaking cried when I told her they asked me to be the god mother. We talked about the party and she said she was looking through all the photos and she noticed there were a lot of Sonny and I sitting together or standing together. I told her I hadn't gone through them yet so I'd talk to her about them later. 

I went to my room and pulled my laptop up to go through all the photos. I was still feeling like shit so I decided to order myself delivery so hopefully help me feel better. There were so many photos that I ended up saving to my personal pictures. I loved all the ones with Johnny, Maggie, Cara, and myself. My mom was right, there were a ton of me and Sonny. My all time favorite one would have to be one where he was performing and he was talking into the microphone looking and pointing at me and I had the biggest open mouth smile on my face. I loved it so much I actually made it the background to my computer. 

After I went through all of them several times and ate my Chinese food, I was feeling a little better and I was getting tired. I don't know what prompted me to do what I did next but I just went for it. I looked online for new places. Deep down I really wasn't ready to live with a newborn. I was still having fun and I didn't want to be in a situation where that was awkward. 

I texted my dad and told him what I was doing and he said he would help me look for a good real estate agent. He completely understood that I didn't want to live with a new baby and he was all for helping me move. He told me he would try to fly out here sometime in the next week or so to help me. 

Sonny texted me and it was another picture only this time it was a selfie of him with a crowd of people behind him. I smiled at it and sent back a selfie with the Chinese container. 

"I'll be back next week for a few days. Big plans." He texted me. I was glad he was coming back for a bit. 

The next morning I was out and at work before Todd and Kristen came home with the baby. I knew I was going to have to tell Todd I was thinking about moving out today but I really didn't know how to bring the subject up. Work was miserable. They were still mad at me for missing so much and gave me all the bitch work they had left over. 

I went home cranky and the first thing I heard before I even opened the door was the shrill of a baby's cry. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and opened the door. Kristen quickly got the baby to quiet down and soon enough the child was fast asleep. 

I sat at the kitchen table after making myself a sandwich. Todd came in and grabbed some food too. 

"How was the party? I tried to let you know I wasn't going to make it but I assumed your phone was not on you." He told me. 

"It was good. Typical birthady bash." I told him. He explained how she went into labor that night and he gave me all the details that I really didn't care for. 

"I don't know how to bring this up so I'm just going to say it. I've been looking at new places for me." I announced. 

He looked at me and nodded. "I figured you would be. I don't blame you." 

I sighed a sigh of relief. "Okay then." I said. 

We went about our days and I finally got to sit down and have a moment with my new god daughter that night. It was all still a little surreal but she was a precious baby and I loved her already. 

She was already spoiled rotten from both her grandparents and of course my mother sent her love in the form of gifts and naturally I take after my mother. I loved Lillianne like there was no tomorrow but it's only been a week and I'm already completely over being up all night from hearing baby screams. For such a small baby, they produce the loudest noises. 

The only thing getting me through today was knowing that I was going to see my dad and Sonny in the next few days. I was sitting at a red light thinking about how awkward it would be for my dad to meet Sonny when I was jerked forward. I was pushed so hard I damn near hit the steering wheel. 

I got rear ended. I groaned obnoxiously loud when I realized what had happened. I put the car in park and turned it off. I climbed out just as the other person was doing the same. It was a younger girl, obviously still in her teens. She was on the verge of tears. 

"I'm so fucking sorry. Oh my god." And she started actually crying. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed. Why? 

"It's okay." I told her as a car in the lane next to us rolled their window down.

"Are you both okay? I just called the authorities for you!" She shouted and I gave her a thumbs up.

"We're good!" I shouted back. I tried asking this girl about insurance information but she was too distraught and too stupid to understand me so I was just going to wait and let the cops deal with it. I turned around to asses the damage done to my car. The whole back end was damaged and one of my rear lights was completely smashed. 

I pulled my phone out and called my dad. 

"Yeah, I got rear ended." I told him when he answered.

"Are you okay? Is it bad?" He asked. 

"Yeah, I'm fine. Some girl who just got her license hit me. The whole backs all smashed. I'll send you pictures." I told him. He went over insurance information to double check I had everything which I already knew I did. 

The cops helped sort out the insurance deal and after what felt like an eternity I was watching my car get towed away as Todd was picking me up. I probably could have driven the car just fine but I was not in the mood to deal with all of that. I sent Sonny the picture I sent my dad with the caption "Fuck me." 

We were pulling into our apartment parking lot when my phone started ringing. 

"Are you okay?" Sonny asked after I answered. 

"Yeah, I'm fine." I told him. "Just got rear ended is all." 

"Glad you're okay." He said. I asked about when he would be home and he gave me all the details. He was flying in the day after my dad so I was excited about that. 

I called insurance to let them know what was going on and dealt with all that bullshit before I went to bed. I could only handle so much in one day. I prayed that this coming week would be better to me.