Drifting Back [Fanfiction G-Eazy] Book 1

Beeping Nightmare

Daniella POV

I glanced at the clock before looking back to the TV. Three in the morning and I still couldn't sleep. I had spent the whole previous day with Gerald's mom, catching up and all. She told me he knew about my run in with Cancer, that he was worried. Truth be told I was scared for every doctors visit due to the fact that it could always come back. My phone buzzed violent on the table beside me, my hues narrowing at its bright screen with an unknown number. I snatched it up and sighed swiping to answer.

" Hello?"

"Mrs. Matthews?"

" Sorry I'm not Mrs. Matthews anymore. Who is this calling at three am?"

"O, I'm sorry. I'm nurse Beverly. Finn Matthews has been in an accident and you're on all his forms."

" What? Is he alright?"

" No ma'am we are working to get him stable right now."

"I'm on my way." I hung up and ran upstairs slipping into a pair of sweatpants and hoodie before rushing out the door. I had been driving Gerald's car constantly and so that is what I took. Strategically I sped to the hospital and quickly parked. Tears didn't leave, yet I still felt upset about him being in the hospital. Why I had no clue. I stopped at the front desk and cleared my throat.

"What room is Finn Matthews in?"

"Down the hall last door on your left. He is resting and stable."

"Thank you." I smiled before slowly walking down and opening the door. Dare I say I was upset that he was awake. His eyes glued to mine. " Hey you... How ya feeling?"

"Better now that you're here... I didn't think you would come."

"I was debating it." I gave a weak laugh and sat down, keeping my distance. "What happened?"

"I... I was at the bar... Your favourite and I shouldn't have drove."

"You were drunk driving?" I narrowed my eyes at him before shaking my head. "Gosh you're such a fuck face." I crossed my arms and glared at the man before me. "You could have fucking killed someone! Do you care?"

"Danny, I'm nothing without you. Let's try again, come on." I laughed and shook my head before standing.

"No I won't give you a second chance Finn! Plus there is someone else I'm seeing."

"It's that fucking rapper isn't it? Gerald? The guy who cheated on you?"

" How would you know?"

"You were on the news last night people saw you two at the airport. You're really gonna go back to that loser?" I scoffed and walked to the door.

"Fuck you." I slammed the door behind me and stormed all the way to the car. Except I didn't go where anyone would expect at five am. I parked the car outside of the building by the bay and took the lift up, using the key to get inside. The smell of his cologne was so soothing that I wandered over to the bed and laid on the covers, a sigh passing my lips. I crawled to the night stand and clicked the light on that illuminated the open floor plan. I pulled open the night stand, reaching around the lotion, tissues, and condoms to the black box in the back. Sitting up I placed it on my lap and clicked it open. Polaroids. Tons of them in a pile. All old photos of us that I had left behind when he had cheated. That day was the hardest of my life. I could remember going to the doctors, they didn't sugar coat it at all. They merely said I had breast cancer, that I had to go through chemo otherwise I would die. I cried the whole way to Gerald's only to cry more when I got there. My stomach did flips because of the memory and I closed the box putting it back where it was before. Coke in a baggy, weed, and pipes. Other than that the apartment was lifeless. Finally my eyes began to get heavy until once again my phone began to Buzz. Another unknown number, I prayed it was Gerald.

" Hello?"

"Miss Evans? This is nurse Beverly."

"I was already there. Why what's wrong with the big baby now?"

"Miss Evans... I don't think I should be telling you this over the phone. Can you come back to the hospital." I sighed and laid down, closing my eyes.

"Please save me the trip."

" Well Finn Matthews just died. I'm sorry." My eyes opened as I took a deep breath.

" How? Did he slip into a coma?"

"No Miss Evans... He went into the bathroom.... And.... He hung himself with a wire from the machine." A shiver ran down my spine as I sat up and put my feet to the floor.

"Ummm... Sorry... I just... I needed a minute... Can you... Can you call." Tears slid down my cheeks before I finally felt it hit me. Sorrow. "Call his mother... Rita Matthews."

" Yes Miss Evans... She's my next to call. I'm sorry for your lost."

"Thank you." I hung up and sobbed into the blankets, my tears soaking the sheets. " Why?! Why?! You fucking selfish fucker!" I pulled myself to the pillows and burried my face into the cotton cover, silencing my own annoying cries as once again the phone began to buzz. Calls continued to come in one after another. A grieving mother reaching out to the only person she knew on this earth whom cared for her son for a time in his life. In truth I was the reason he had hung from a wire till the life left his body. The reason he drank and wrapped his car around a pole. She would find out. Soon enough his mother would have someone to pin the blame of her son's death on and I wouldn't know what to do except hide. Soon enough though the scent of Gerald on the pillows would be enough to silence my pain and bring me sleep for a few hours of peace.