Drifting Back [Fanfiction G-Eazy] Book 1

Framed Fame

Dedication to Captainobvious75 an avid reader of mine.

Gerald POV

They booked me, told me all the crimes I hadn't commited, but was being charged for without any notice. Seeing Daniella breakdown was playing over and over in my mind. She was screaming while Grady held her back from grabbing me as they cuffed my wrists. Her face told it all. Pain. She was destroyed and I couldn't do shit about it.

The cell was small and empty, due to my fame I was forced to be isolated from the general public. Two days sitting alone, eating shitty ass food like when I was broke. Tomorrow was the bale hearing, yet today I had a guest. That was when my heart sunk. There sat the man who probably put me here. Black attire and golden rings. My father, admittedly I looked just like him, yet younger. His eyes were soulless.

"Well my boy... Didn't I tell you... You couldn't escape the family career? I mean James your brother is a little bitch, so he wouldn't make it a day. You though could have been something. Like me."

"You fucking set me up..."

" Now now... There is a different. What I did was teach you a fucking lesson. We'll get you a good lawyer and you'll join the family business. Or you rot in here while your girlfriend raises that baby of yours alone. Huh?"

"Don't you fucking go near my family!" The guards cuffed me, yanking me back towards my cell. "He's gonna kill my wife! Someone needs to protect her!"

"Mr. Gillum don't make us taze you." I shut up, letting them shove me back in my box. The cuffs coming off my wrists only once the door was locked. Truth be told I had never been to jail. You could hear fights down the corridors, people fucking. Everyone was crazy, I felt like I was the only one sane. It felt like hours later that they took me once again from the cell to the visiting room. There sat the one woman who probably knew what was going on. She looked exhausted and covered her mouth to not sob as I picked up the phone again.

"Hey sweetie, we're gonna get you out of there alright?"

"Mom... I'm scared." I mumbled looking at her, I could feel tears leave my eyes. "Where is Danny? Why isn't she here?"

" She had to go to the hospital honey, her blood pressure was through the roof. She's okay though. She wanted to come see you, but they wouldn't let her leave the hospital yet." I nodded slowly before taking a deep breath.

"Dad fucking framed me. He bought a car in my name and fucking loaded it up with drugs. I'm fucked mom."

" No honey I've already got a lawyer working on your case as we speak. You're gonna be okay.... I love you sweetie."

" Love you too mom. Tell Danny I love her... I'll see her soon."

"I will... And Gerald... It's a baby boy. You're gonna have a son." 

"Wha-What?" I licked my lips before sitting down the phone and rubbing my face. A boy. In a huge way I was thankful, I wouldn't have to chase boys away at all hours of the night. Yet still a boy brought so much to me. To make up for the shit my father lacked to provide for me as a child. It took me a moment to pick up the phone again, wiping my eyes in case of any tears. "Ma... what happens if the lawyer can't save me? What happens if I'm locked in here for the rest of my life?"

"Gerald don't talk like that... listen go get some rest honey. I'll try my best. We'll be there tomorrow for your bail hearing alright?"

"Yeah... love you mom."

"Love you too sweetie." I hung up the phone and was dragged back to my personal hell.

Daniella POV

Numb. Is this what it feels like not knowing what will happen next. We'd all went back to the hotel once the hospital set me free, yet it was no use going to try and visit Gerald at this hour. There would be no way in hell they would let me in this late. I laid down on the sofa and stared at the tv, he was plastered like paint on every channel. Gerald Gillum drug lord. Gerald Gillum coke head. It all made me nauseous or as I put it earlier. numb.

"Danny you hungry?"

"No."

"You need to eat."

"No. I'm fine really Grady."

"D..." Ellie mumbled as she put her hand on my arm, quickly I flinched away.

"Don't call me D alright?" I stood, taking a deep breath and heading out onto the balcony, the night had a slight chill in the air from the ocean breeze. It was tempting to just jump. Free fall to the pavement below and just disappear from this shitty world. 

"Daniella?" I turned around staring at one of the last people I expected to see. Light brown eyes and that blonde hair I could always picture flowing on my pillow. 

"Devon? What... what are you doing here?"

"I heard about G... I'm really fucking sorry. I gotta tell you something, it might help the situation." She motioned to the sofa outside and I didn't hesitate to sit. Grady and Matt were watching from a distance, also curious as to why Devon of all people wanted to see me.

"His dad... is this huge drug lord and when you two went your separate ways he tried to come around. Tell G he needs to join the family business or else he was gonna have no choice. Well the night... the night you caught us... We were at a bar earlier just chilling." She couldn't look me in the eyes then again I couldn't look in her direction. "Gerald Senior was there and got to talking to G and I and...I know you're not gonna believe this, but he put some shit in our drinks. It was sweet like sugar and... The next thing I could remember was Gerald telling me him and I had sex and he lost you." By some miracle I got the courage to look in her eyes, dare I admit I took her hand and gave it a squeeze.

"I never blamed you if it helps Devon. I always blamed Gerald cause we both know it is hard to keep him tied down. Do you know what his dad looks like?" She nodded slowly.

"Same style as Gerald, they look like twins, but he's got hella wrinkles... He mentioned you once, but in all honesty I couldn't remember the conversation."

"Thanks... Do you mind doing me a favour?"

"What is it?"

"I can't go see Gerald, because well the paparazzi will be all over me and... well I'm pregnant, I don't think I can handle seeing him like that... if I write something can you go give it to him or read it?"

"Yeah sure anything for you Daniella." Here I was befriending an enemy. Trusting her with my feelings.