Parenting Paul

Chapter 1: The Breakup

"I'm breaking up with you...." a young woman said softly as she looked directly at the man who sat across the table from her. "But....Jane? We're so good together!" He protested as Jane looked down and sighed deeply. "Paul.....We're not, and I think, if you'd be honest with yourself you'd find that you would agree, I want a stable career, and a stable man....." Jane explained as she looked at him deeply with her green eyes. "What the hell are you talking about? I have a pretty steady career....." Paul defended as Jane shook her head. "Paul, I was there, that day Yoko sat on your amp......I'm afraid your Beatles thing is on its last legs....." she added in as he gasped. "How can you say that to me?! Our band is a worldwide phenomenon!" He barked as he stood up, and started to tremble. "I'm not saying that it isn't, I'm just saying that I don't know if you're gonna be doing it for much longer, and also, don't forget about the fact I saw you in bed with that Francie Schwartz girl....." Jane corrected as Paul's face turned blush red.

"We're not compatible......anymore......that is....if we even were..." Jane soon began as she stood up and looked directly at his hazel eyes again. "Goodnight, James Paul McCartney......" Jane soon said as she walked out of the restaurant, and covered her face incase of paparazzi waiting outside. Paul watched Jane as she walked away through the window, and then sat down back in his chair with a long exhale as the bar-tender gave him another drink. A few hours later, Paul soon stumbled into his apartment that was littered with half drank beer and whisky bottles, dirty dishes, messy clothes, unorganized Beatles memorabilia, and other household items that were half hazardously mismatched around. "Fuck....." he soon whispered as he toppled over to the floor.