I'm sorry (A James Hetfield story)

birthdays and happiness

May 7th, 2022 (Friday)

Well, another month went by, and the babies are doing well, we just went to our doctor today see what the babies we going to be, I didn't care, as long as they were all healthy babies. We are having two boys and a girl, cool man! I was jumping up and down like a kid, ha-ha.

"James, calm down, what did you eat today?" the doctor cleaned Denise and then we were on our way back home, we now have the photos to tell which kid is who, I was busting with laughter, Denise was happy too, that she was getting a girl, now we need names.

"So, what do we want for names?" Denise and I drove home, I couldn't contain my laughter.

"James, relax." I can't, damn dude, calm down.

"How about Reene Cynthina for the girl?" After my mom, for the middle name? Aw okay.

"Makes sense, Joey's middle name is my dad's name." I kissed Denise's hand.

"How about Rider Lee and Harley James?" That sounds good to me.

"Typical ha-ha, but okay, I remember a few months we were thinking of those names." Right. I held on to Denise's hand, until we pulled in the driveway, uh oh, dumb paparazzi! I called up the police in our town and they made everyone get out of our yard and area, what the fuck! This had never happened to me before, then I thought someone or something must have said something about me being married again and having more kids, damn it! I wish people would leave me alone at time, I have to have a life too, Denise closed her eyes and counted to ten.

"Babe, they are gone." I unlocked the doors, and I helped Denise get out of the car and then we walked inside, and I called California to talk to Lars and the crew, wow that was weird. After all that mess, Denise and I decided to take a few hours and relax in our tub, we had a phone nearby in case something was to happen, but nothing did. I put my hand down to Denise's stomach and the babies were quiet, maybe because they sensed everything was okay now.

"Hey tomorrow is your birthday, what do you want to do?" I whispered into Denise's ear.

"Absolutely nothing but have cake." I kissed Denise's neck and nibbled on it hard.

"My kind of day." I sighed to myself and thought, I didn't really buy anything for Denise's birthday, but I think she didn't really want anything, but a cake, otherwise she would have told me, but I think all she really wanted was to be with me and have our small family.