Drifting Back [Fanfiction G-Eazy] Book 1

I Need You

Gerald POV

I chucked the empty bottle at the wall, the glass shattering into pieces. My stomach was a ball of anger, frustration, and sadness.

" Fuck!" I screamed before my mom came into the kitchen. Danny and I's kitchen. Thankfully Logic took over the last shows of the tour, though I promised to make up the shows anyways. My mind couldn't focus on shows and fans right now. The only thought running through my mind was who had my girl and why did they take her from me.

"Gerald... They're trying as much as they can..."

" No the fuck they aren't! She's off with some psychopath! No one knows what the fuck he's doing to her!" I was a mess. A cokeless mess. My appearance said it all. I had to be G-Eazy to handle this, not Gerald. Gerald was inside my mind, curled in a pathetic ball of saddness. Suzanne grabbed my jacket then my face between her hands. Some how she was keeping a leveled head through all of this.

"Stop! This isn't what she would want you to be doing! She would want you level headed... Ellie and Marty are coming. So are the police. They need to know everyone you three know whom had even interacted with Danny. Someone you three have seen has taken Danny." I nodded slowly looking in her eyes before I fell onto the sofa, covering my face before letting out a yell. Gerald was coming out. The tears leaving my eyes. My brain wouldn't calm down. Dare I say I was tempted to do a line of coke. Then another and another.

"Gerald?" I quickly sat up and rushed over, hugging Ellie as sobs left her. "I want her back... I want my best friend back." Here I was trying to comfort someone meanwhile I was falling apart on the inside. I looked behind her and there stood Marty, and the cops. In fact even Blizzy and Grady happened to show up. I sat down and took a deep breath. Cops made me nervous, but they were my only hope.

" Do you have the list of people whom she was last seen with? With that we can get the photos to the boys across the street..." The officer mumbled. "Actually let's see if we can just get them over here. Officer Cori...?" The other man sighed and headed out the front door. Ellie handed the lists over before looking to me. I had every name I knew in the past months. Even if it was just the first name. My eyes were glued to the cops and now the two boys who kept shaking their heads at each photo as they looked up the names. They were on my list when the boys began to nod. I stood and walked around the table, freezing once I saw the picture on the screen. The coffee shop. Denis. My jaw tensed, I was ready to go snap the motherfucker's neck. My mother held me back, the officers pinging each other on the radio. Truth be told I have to give them credit because they already had a unit at the coffee shop. Surprise surprise he was not there, in fact he went missing the same day she disappeared.

"What the fuck do we do now?"

" You wait Mr. Gillum. Reach out to the community. They're your biggest assets while we look as well. We'll let you know if we get any leads."

"That's it?" Ellie glared at them with puffy red eyes. They nodded slowly as they began walking out with the two witnesses. I sunk to the sofa and looked to the group. The past weeks had been spent just like this... Anger and sadness wrapped into the human that was me, Gerald Gillum.

"I don't even know what to do..."

"Stay away from the coke that's what G... I see that look in your eyes... You can't escape this..." I glanced to the photo of D and I now framed on the table before yanking out my phone. I typed it in notes before posting the photo to Twitter. Along with the photo of us.

I know some fans didn't support me being with someone. However this is Daniella Evans. She was the song Marilyn was about. I hurt her and I'm blessed to say she took me back. Three weeks ago she was kidnapped from our home together. She is without her medicine and is a cancer survivor. Please support me and the squad. If anyone knows anything or has seen anything in the San Francisco area. Please @ me I will be answering every thing. -Gerald Gillum.

Lets just say Twitter blew up in those following moments. The fans understood. They were on the hunt. The hunt for mommy they called her. A smile crossed my lips watching everyone check their phones. It was trending #BringMommyHome the world was looking for her. That fucker couldn't hide for long now. His face was plastered on social media, tv, even in shops those following days. In fact there wasn't a place I didn't see him. Danny, let me tell you. I had never seen the fans rally behind something so strongly. I think they finally understand you make me happy. You're my drug. In dedication to you we released the album that week. The week before we found you. It went gold then platinum in three days. You would be proud.

"Gerald?" I was half asleep on the sofa being shook when my mom's urgent tone came through my clouded thoughts. "They think they found her. Get up we've gotta get moving." I blinked a few times before rushing long and getting some of your things. Little did I know what he did to you. What he put you through. Without your medicine to keep the cancer at bay I worried. I prayed you weren't too far gone to save. I'm coming to save you myself D. I'm coming to kill the fucker who took you away from me for the last time.