Drifting Back [Fanfiction G-Eazy] Book 1

Interviews and Truth

Gerald POV

I rolled over, finding the naked warmth beside me. A soft sigh escaped her lips, still peacefully asleep, her chest rising and falling. The world knew now that I was taken, settling down on that road to marriage. Fuck yeah I was scared. Well little did I know how scared shitless I would be starting today. Danny woke up, groaning before sprinting off to the bathroom.

"D?!"

"I'm fine Gerald... Can... Can you get me some water?" I hurried off grabbing a bottle of water and walking into the bathroom. The small form of my girlfriend kneeling beside the toilet looking exhausted.

"Babe what's wrong? You not feeling good."

"Just the medicine I had to take last night... Upsets my stomach in the morning and at night sometimes... I'm okay..." She sighed and took the bottle of water, rising her mouth before brushing her teeth. I thought nothing of it for the rest of the day. Little did I know the theories running through her head as we carried on the day. I stripped and climbed into the shower, washing away the cologne and hair gel that I had caked on last night. Before long she joined me, looking slightly exhausted. The bandage on her chest covered with a large plastic bandage.

"Danny you need to rest today... While I go the interviews alright?"

"Ger I'm fine..." She whined, a sigh passing my lips.

"Babe you had a major surgery you need rest. Call some room service and before you know it I'll be back." A pout formed on her lips before I pressed my lips to hers. "For me please? Rest?"

"Fine fine..." I cracked a smile and gently massaged shampoo through her long locks of hair. This was us in the simplest of sense. The rest of the year it would be hell. Today was day one. I got ready for the interview, it felt good. Normal. I kissed Daniella good bye before walking out of the hotel and down the street with Matt and Marty to this little bar. It was empty, in fact closed just for the interview. Some blonde flashing me a smile as I sat down and relaxed. The normal questions began to flow like

How did you get so famous? Are you ready to settle down? Whose Daniella Evans? Next album? Blah blah blah. Then like a train. The question rolled past her lips. I felt sick.

" Your father reached out to us... Will you allow him in your life?"

" What...?" My father. The dead beat dad. I was in first grade the last time I saw him. The last time I heard his name I was 16 out with Daniella smoking. My dad was a drug dealer. A king pin and my mother did Every thing to protect James and I. She knew he was bad news once the drugs started flowing through the house like flood waters.

"Will you allow your father in your life?"

"I can't... I can't answer anymore questions." I stood and walked to the door, digging in my pocket for the blunt. With our hesitation I lit it between my lips, taking a drag as I stood in the alley. I felt sick to my stomach. My father was watching me apparently. Like prey. Did he know all about Danny too?

"G?! What the fuck man? How did they know who your dad was?"

"I dunno. I can't believe someone asked that damn question... Listen I gotta chill. Imma go back to the hotel, lay around with Danny and smoke some more blunts. When we going back to the bay?"

"Tomorrow, but don't forget you got touring to do soon. Like I'm talking 6 weeks straight in two months. So smoke up!" Marty chuckled as we walked along, Matt busy smoking away my blunt like a cigarette. I thought the worst part of the day was over. Till I walked into our suite, she was sitting on the bed with her head in her hands.

"D? Baby what's wrong?"

"Gerald you're gonna hate me..." Tears slid down her rosey cheeks. I sat beside her and pulled her into my lap, nerves running through my body.

"What's wrong?"

"Gerald... I'm... I'm pregnant." I couldn't say a word. Dare I say I wanted to vomit from my nerves. Yet she looked at me with those sad puppy eyes, waiting for me to spit out something. "I can... Understand if you're not ready... I thought it was my pills, but then I remember we had sex before my surgery a couple weeks before... And... I'm sorry. I know... I know you aren't ready to be a dad- "

"Danny... Relax." I managed a smile, looking down at her stomach, no sign of a living baby inside. Yet it was there. It was mine... Ours. " We'll be great parents."

"Really? You're.... You're not mad?"

" No babe" I stroked her cheek before kissing her soft pink lips. " Scared shitless yes, but not mad. We'll figure it out you and me. You're my girl and we'll get through this together. I love you."

"I love you too Gerald." Her arms wrapped around me as I fell back onto the bed. We laid there silently for awhile. My mind was racing. Baby. Dad. Drugs. Music. What the fuck was all of this? I wanted to run away from my problems. Drown in liquor. I pulled out my phone and pulled up Twitter, Danny fast asleep in my embrace while I typed away.

G_eazy: Daddy is gonna be a daddy. YEEEE!

Minutes later chaos. Fans going crazy. Marty, Matt, Grady, even Blizzy texting me. Saying to stop joking. Little did they know this was the real deal. Young Gerald was gonna be a dad. Party animal to parent. Easy transition right? Especially when my father wants back into the picture? O and just fucking wait. Because like I said. The rest of this year was a downward spiral. At least I would always have Danny right?