Daniella POV
I got out of the shower and dried my hair, Suzanne had left to pick up the guys and bring them back here while I got ready. I curled my hair before applying enough makeup to look alive. Truth be told I wasn't as sad as I should have been. Probably because Gerald was going to be home soon and I would give in to saying yes. One more chance couldn't hurt. With ease I slipped into a black dress and zipped the side once the straps were over my shoulders. Before I could sit down the sound of the door clicking open alerted my senses.
"Daniella?" I walked out of the bathroom and couldn't help but grin at the face that was right in front of me. Though the scruff was a bit overwhelming.
"Ger!" My arms snaked around him as he lifted me up.
" Ugh... Gosh I missed you... I'm sorry babe."
"I missed you too and it's alright. I'm not letting it get to me because he did it to himself." Gerald's lips pressed to my forehead before he let me go and I hugged James. "Do you see your brother's face? Did he forget his razor?"
" Yeah, I think he was just being lazy." James laughed slightly.
" Well you two go get ready we gotta go!" I went back to the bathroom and grabbed my earrings before slipping into my heels.
"I hope you took care of my baby." Gerald glanced at me before I gave a slight laugh.
" Yes your car is fine. We'll have to take it to the funeral. My car is still at work from the day you left. I've been driving the classic around." He grumbled slightly before putting on his blazer. All dressed up, he was quite the looker and nearly irresistable.
"Mmm well I trust you. Depending on how she looks when we get down there." He snatched the keys up before putting on his sunglasses. "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be..." I shrugged and took a deep breath. His hand snaked around my waist as we took the elevator then into the lobby. Neither of us expected the group of paparazzi outside just waiting to pounce. "Great... Nothing like getting caught with my boyfriend going to my dead ex-husband's funeral." He chuckled and glanced down at me.
"Boyfriend? Does that mean you're saying yes to my second chance?" He whispered before we got into the Mustang. I merely smirked and gave his hand a squeeze. "Yeee" he grinned before pressing a kiss to my cheek.
"Easy tiger. You're just my friend for today though." James sat in the back and leaned forward, fucking with the radio the whole way to the graveyard. Already a bunch of people and noticeably two grieving parents. Gerald didn't look thrilled nor ready to face the mass of people await. Gerald was the first to get out and helped me out. The brothers walked on either side of me all the way till the older woman hugged me.
"Daniella! Where is the baby did you have it already?!"
"Jackie... What are you talking about?" Gerald was in shock as I was, looking at the short dark haired woman before us.
"Finn said you... You were about to have a baby. Him and Richard went shopping for every thing two weeks ago."
"Finn and I divorced..." I mumbled and her eyes grew wide. "Probably... Three months ago we started the paper work. It was finalized about two weeks ago...." I stopped talking and looked right past the woman before me. A blonde woman whom I recognized as one of my nurses from years ago. She was very pregnant. Stacey. I walked around Jackie and straight up to her, my lips parted. This was the widow not me. Her eyes dark and red from crying. "Tell me it's his so I don't feel guilty." She sobbed and hugged me, my arms stayed at my sides as I looked straight ahead.
" Why?! Why did he leave me with our baby!" Everyone was watching. My stone cold posture and expression gave it all away. I didn't care anymore. The guilt I felt for his death was gone. He was a coward leaving this woman alone.
"Because... He didn't love you... He didn't ever love anyone..." She let me go and looked at me with that expression of sorrow. Just like that she was wrapped in his mother's embrace, she was a bride to be and now a widow. I couldn't breath, not now. Not here Danny. My heart was thumping rapidly. Gerald wrapped his arm around my waist and squeezed my hand.
" Hey... Hey come on... Easy now babe." He secretly was carrying my weight till we sat down and offered me a bottle of water. My head was against his shoulder. He still knew me so well. My panic attacks the would send me to go nearly limp and short of breath. "Shh breath slowly. With me yeah?" I nodded and closed my eyes, breathing along with him. Still I was dizzy and regaining my equilibrium.
"Thank you... I don't wanna be here. I don't care how... It looks." My voice was in a whisper as he squeezed my hand.
"Where ya wanna go, just tell me. Well go."
"Home... I just wanna go home." He didn't question it and helped me up, James once again got on my other side till we got into the car. I laid down in the back, my head on Gerald's lap as I closed my eyes. James thankfully drove though we dropped James off before heading to my place. At that point Gerald drove and I sat in the passenger seat. "Ger?"
" Yeah D?"
"You wanna just stay over tonight?" He gave a slight laugh.
"Sure babe." Soon enough we pulled up outside of the building and walked in together. I was exhausted and it was barely even dark out. Once inside I kicked the shoes off and wandered upstairs, stripping down to my panties and bra before climbing into bed. Gerald was still taking off his shoes at this point. "You want something to eat?" I yawned and shook my head.
"No... Help yourself to the take out menus and food in the kitchen." Just like that I was asleep till later on in the night. A warm body pulled me closer, a grumble leaving my lips as I flipped over. My head fitting perfectly under his chin and cacooning into the embrace.
"I love you Danny... You're my girl.... I'm sorry for it all. I'm gonna make it up to you princess." I acted like I was still asleep, but I heard it all. Maybe I felt the same way.
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Drifting Back [Fanfiction G-Eazy] Book 1
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