Drifting Back [Fanfiction G-Eazy] Book 1

Two Evils

Daniella POV

It has begun, the annoying waddle I had to use to walk. Being six months pregnant looks beautiful to some, though it is anything but fun or comfortable. When it's dark out was still on the charts, at this rate I couldn't make all the shows, flights, the list was going on and on. Suzanne was nearly living with me at Gerald and I's townhouse. Aiding my ever growing size and issues.

"Danny?"

"Mmm?" I mumbled still half asleep on the bed. Glancing at the clock on my nightstand beside the photo of Gerald and I.

"Get up sweetie, you'll sleep the day away. Gerald is gonna be in LA for a music video I was wondering if you wanted Marty to take you down when he goes?"

"Umm..." I mumbled, sitting up and rubbing my face before resting my arms on my stomach. " Yeah... Sure... I'll get ready." By some miracle I was able to shower and wiggle into a tight black sundress. Obviously my shoes were merely flip flops. I had this feeling. This God awful feeling about today that I should have stayed in bed and not moved an inch. Yet here I was, make up, dressed, looking in the mirror at my bloated figure. Slowly I headed downstairs, Suzanne had breakfast out, pancakes and bacon. Seemingly this baby's favourite meal almost twice a day. I managed to swallow down everything on the plate in record timing before Marty wandered in, grabbing my suitcase.

"Ready D?"

" No hi how are you?" A laugh escaped me as we shared a hug before I followed him to his black Cadillac.

" We can chat on the road, I'm running hella late." I climbed into the car, sighing softly while I glanced out the window. Now for the conversation I had been dreading.

"How's Gerald?"

"Being Gerald, he's sober though well clean." I nodded slowly now watching Marty.

" Be honest with me... Is he fucking around?"

" What makes you say that?" Marty glanced at me for a moment before looking back to the road.

" He barely calls anymore... Barely answers my texts..." I felt like I was whispering, maybe it was because I was trying not to tear up. Marty cursed under his breath.

"In all honesty? I really don't know D. I mean... Like G he does his shows and goes to sleep in his hotel room. He don't really talk to anyone anymore. Especially with Richard around. Richard is hitting the pills really hard and you know how those people get... Angry and fucking crazy."

" Yeah... It is a shame. He had his shit together."

"True true. So if you're asking me... If G is being loyal. I'm gonna tell you what I know... And that is I don't know." I nodded and went to looking out the window again.

"I'm thinking maybe he shouldn't be in the baby's life. When I told him... He didn't seem happy. He seemed more... Inconvenienced. Like he didn't want this, but fuck it he helped make it." I shrugged slightly. "I didn't tell him yet, but his fucking dad called me a couple weeks ago. Wanting to meet me and shit-"

" Danny don't meet him."

"Why? Gerald never talked about his dad neither did Suz."

"Cause he's a fucking drug lord and the last thing Gerald or any of us want is that baby near his crazy ass. I can't believe you're considering keeping Ger's baby from him D...."

" It isn't that I don't support him being a father Marty, but if he's just gonna be fucking around... Why? Why have to explain to the kid 'sorry daddy isn't home... Sorry he don't wanna be around... Sorry he can't stop fucking everything that moves..' You hearing me Marty?"

" Yeah D, I just hope it doesn't come to that... You two need each other." For the rest of the ride it was silent. We pulled up to the studio, music thumping as Marty and I walked into the scene before us. Grady was snapping photos, Matt watching the girl mess around with Gerald. Then there was me. The pregnant fiancee watching these gorgeous women all over him. Fuck him. That was G-Eazy. I looked to Matt, he stood, guiding me to the break room.

"Hey Danny, it's okay, they're all actors. Danny?"

" Can... Can I get a water." I mumbled, I felt sick to my stomach before I laid down and closed my eyes. Matt kept talking yet soon enough I zoned out. He left me alone and it felt like ages before those brown eyes locked onto mine.

"D? Baby you look beautiful..."

"Save it Gerald." I mumbled and sat up with a bit of effort. "Listen... You ain't gotta be there for me if this is what you want..." A confused look appeared on his face. Surprisingly he showed no signs of drugs not even whiskey.

" Danny... It was just for a music video..." His hand grabbed mine, then the tears. The overly emotional pregnancy tears, fueled by mere jealousy.

"They're.... They're so beautiful... I'm so fucking.... Fat right now... And you don't even talk to me Ger..."

" Danny... Danny! baby!" His hands grabbed my face, I shut up, looking into his tear filled eyes. "Stop... You're my girl. I've been thinking about you non-stop and I'm sorry I'm busy. I am babe. You know I love you... You know I've been loyal. I mean shit I'm dying for you... You and this sexy baby bump." He smirked slightly his hand moving from my face to my large stomach. "You are making your mother emotional... Very emotional... Give it a rest." A smile crossed my lips before he touched my stomach.

"I'm so sorry Gerald... I'm just... A mess..." I mumbled hearing a knock at the door before it opened.

"Are you Mr. Gerald Gillum?"

"Yes officers what is this about?"

"Sir you're under arrest for 15 kilos of cocaine with intent to distribute. You have the right to remain silent...." The rest of it was a blur. Marty hollering at the cops. Grady holding a screaming me back. Then there was Gerald. Scared being taken away in cuffs. Yelling he didn't do anything. Pleading.