Natalie knew him moments before he became Post Malone. She thought about him every day but knew they weren't meant to be...she just wanted to see him reach his goals and achieve the happiness he strived to find.
'Known to be crazy, known to be wild...
Hey ya'll. I couldn't resist dreaming up this small little Epilogue LOL. It came to me in a literal dream and I woke up feeling like I needed to give a little insight to the future of Mr and Mrs Posty and their four kids. I hope you love it!
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you done woke me up from my eternal slumber
Juice WRLD
I woke up before the sun, as usual. My husband was still making music and going on tour, which is something we have all grown accustomed to. Of course the second thing I did was check my phone to see if he had written to me, which he did.
Hubby
Good Morning my beautiful wife. I'm so sorry our anniversary is spent without each other, but I promise when I get home I will kiss every inch of your body until you accept my apologies. I love you and thank you for the past 13 years together - our family is my everything. Thank you for being the most amazing wife and kind soul on this Earth. Love you always.
I made a mushy reply and wiped my tears away. Austin had taken a break in his tours for a few years after we had Chloe, our third child, but couldn't shake the feeling of wanting to go out and give his fans what they deserved.
I was never apposed to who he was or what came in hand with his career - I had just gotten use to having him around and not having 50% of our relationship be FaceTime. There was a time when we had to seek counseling - I had gone through a miscarriage while he was away and it tore both of us apart. We went to two sessions and realized we didn't need anyone to give us advice - we knew how well we worked together and helped each other through it.
Now, 12 years after we got married, I stood in front of the stove, making French toast with bacon and eggs for the kids. "Hey," Sophia yawned, rubbing her eyes. She put her phone on the counter and I moved it to the side, placing the plate down in front of her. "Hey. Are you still going to your dads for the weekend?" I asked my 16 year old daughter. She had only been 16 for a week and Austin bought her a brand new vehicle - her father was a little upset but agreed to do it, as long as she paid for the insurance on it, or some portion of the vehicle itself.
"Not if Heather's kids are there. They're annoying as fuck." I narrowed my eyes at Sophia and she smiled. It was ridiculous how fast time had gone. It seemed like yesterday, she was on Austin's shoulders, running around the backyard at my old house, screaming like a banshee. "Speaking of annoying as fuck, I guess I should go wake up the rest of them," I joked, patting Sophia's back. She laughed and said she loved me, to which I replied back quickly.
"Livvy," I sang cracking the door open to the 11 year old's room. She groaned and turned onto her stomach, which only pushed me to open up the curtains all the way. She put her pillow over her head, leaving me only one option. "Wake up!" I yelled before jumping onto her bed, pulling back the covers, and attempted to smother her with kisses. "Stop mom! That's so annoying!" She yelled, throwing back her blankets and hurrying into her bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I rolled my eyes and fluffed her blanket, though I was sure she knew that we cleaned up around ourselves and made beds every morning.
