(Flashback)
Gerald POVThe days after we first met seemed to fly by like the speed of light. We hung out every day and not even as boyfriend girlfriend but as friends. We'd sneak out and smoke together or go on adventures through the city. There was no tearing us apart it seemed.
"Hey Ger?" You mumbled as we looked out to the bay, sitting on a hill and smoking a blunt.
" Mmm?"
"You ever wonder if you'll make it out of here?"
"Hell yeah. My friends Grady and Blizzy and I talked about touring the world. I'll rap and Blizzy will play the drums... The only thing Grady is good at is photography. Then we got this other friend Marty whose a freaking genius." You laughed and bobbed your head with this smile on your face. It was always so contagious to see. "Don't you wanna make it out?"
" Yeah... I'm good with music but I wanna fight..."
"Fight for a living?"
" Yeah what's wrong with that?" You smirked slightly and handed the blunt back to me. I shrugged slightly. There wasn't anything wrong with it, but it wasn't heard of yet. Women fighting let alone training to fight.
"Nothing, it's just gonna be hard to achieve..." There was silence between us for a few moments, my eyes scanning your form. "Hey Ash?"
"Yeah?"
"Even when we make it out... Let's promise to stick together...?" My eyes met yours those green eyes haunt me today. Instinctively my hand moved to the side of your face to pull you closer. It wasn't long before you were on top of me, the blunt lost in the grass and our lips locked together while our tongues danced together. You were far from the first girl I had kissed let alone fucked and I knew the same was for you. We both started young and we both grew up in a fucked up environment. Yet this made sense. So much fucking sense that looking back I wonder why I ever fucked up. We had it so good.
Months later we were working together as a team. I was writing music, you were DJing to make money so you could train. Then came that day I wish I could forget. I rushed into the tiny house basement to get out of the cold.
"Mom? Mel? James?" I wandered into the bedroom and there she was on the floor. Her lips were blue and eyes closed. I rushed over and shook her, she was so cold. "Mel! Somebody help! Mel... Mel wake up!" I heard the door click open and my mom came rushing into the room. I'll never forget her screams of heartbreak. Once they took the body I called you.
"Ger?"
" It's Mel... She's dead..." I sobbed, you'd never heard me cry before that day. It was in a matter of minutes that you came over and we laid in my bed. Your arms wrapped around me tightly. You kept the family together after that day. You spent time with my mom when you could and helped cook.
Things seemed to turn around after the event. We even got our own place. My mom got a nicer apartment too. I guess that was when our world also fell apart. I wish that I could tell you she was worth losing you. That her body felt a hundred times better but it didn't. Leading up to that I had cheated on you a ton of times. That's why we argued so much. I remember how many times I made you cry and it killed me.
"You're out every night Gerald!"
"What the fuck do you expect from me?!" I yelled back, nearly pinning you to the wall. You groaned and pushed me away.
" You reek of alcohol! You're a mess!"
"I'm a rapper Ash! What the fuck do you want me to do? Be home by midnight?!" You rolled your eyes and started packing your things as I grabbed your arm. " Where the fuck are you going?"
"I don't know! Home! Somewhere away from you!" You yanked your arm away from me and finished grabbing what would fit, leaving your photos and taking your camera. I didn't stop you from leaving that night. I should have because maybe then I wouldn't have called her. She was your best friend Grace. She came over and we drank and fucked before laying around. I heard a knock at the door and felt my heart drop.
"Hey-" I opened the door and you looked past me, dropping your camera before sprinting down the hallway. "Ashley! Wait!" You didn't answer and just kept running. I picked up your camera then looked to Grace. That was the last day I saw her too. You never answered my calls, texts, nothing. Even when I dropped off your camera to your dad's town house you didn't come to the door. I couldn't blame you though. I ruined us. Four years gone just like that Ashley. I regret every day and I admit it. If you haven't heard, I made it out of the bay. Must be nice came out I just put on these things happen. My world changed over night. Girls, drugs, anything and everything became mine except you.
I hate to say it but I got a lot of songs about you. I tell Dev they're about her, but she's just my girlfriend for the title. She doesn't care about me, Gerald. She only cares about the money and G-eazy. I think Grady and Marty haven't forgiven me yet for fucking us up, but then again I've yet to forgive myself. You're that girl I should have never let go. My mom tells me that all the time. Yet she won't tell me where you are or what you're doing.
So where are you now? Fighting to survive in the bay? Off in LA? I wanna meet up at the right time.... I miss you. Funny enough I was about to learn exactly where you were.
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