The Vault

Why Don't You Show Up And Make It Alright - Alex Turner/Jimmy Page Fanfic

May 28, 2014

I watched as my husband and my daughter argued endlessly. My daughter, Zofia Jade Page, was her father's daughter in every way. They were exactly alike one another.  Sometimes I think that I never had anything to do with Zofia... She has the same long dark curls like her father once did. She has the same glowing green eyes that her father still has. She's just as stubborn and secluded, which makes these petty little arguments so much worse than they really have to be. I, Sherrie Christine Page, really had nothing to do with my daughter, aside from the fact that we were nearly best friends. 

"But Dad! I'm twenty-three bloody years old!" Zofia groaned in frustration. "I'm not a child anymore! I don't see why I even have to be asking your permission for me to go out on a date!"

"Because, I'm your father and I said so." Jimmy grumbled, tired of arguing. "It doesn't matter how old you are. This Alex Turner character is not someone I want my little girl hanging around. I would bloody well know! Rockstars are not the type of people you should be around. They get into things that you shouldn't get into!"

"Just because you and uncle Robert snorted every line of cocaine in sight doesn't mean that Alex does!" She snapped, rather rudely. 

"Zofia!" I gasped. I was entirely on her side, since I thought she should be free to see whoever she wanted, but Jimmy just wasn't ready to let his little girl go, I suppose. "That's not right and you know it. Apologize. Now."

"Fine... Look, I'm sorry. But I shouldn't have to ask you. I like Alex and I'm sure he likes me." She rolled her green eyes before glowering at her father. "There's no other reason he would've asked me out on a date... I mean, I've heard the story of how you and mum met, thousands of times. You wouldn't have asked her out if all you wanted was a good shag. And anyway, I'm three years older than mum when you first met her... So don't you dare even try to argue that he's too old for me. Alex and I are the same age gap that you and mum have too!"

The look in Jimmy's eyes made him seem like he was about to give in. He knew his daughter was right, but he was too stubborn to change his mind. Typical Jimmy.

"I said no and that's final." He answered rather curtly. 

Zofia growled a sort of annoyed grumble before she stormed out of the room and went back up to the guest bedroom where she was staying. The only reason she was still with us was because she was on a break from studying away at college, and her roommate had her boyfriend over their flat for the weekend, so Zofia decided to stay with us to give her friend a little privacy. 

Getting up, I crossed the room and perched myself on Jimmy's lap, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Look, baby..." I sighed, kissing his cheek softly. "I don't think it's too much of a problem. She's right you know... When you and I met, I was just twenty years old, with you being only five years older than me... Look at us now. Married for forty-three years. We've had four beautiful babies. We're still together and just as in love as we were from the day we met."

"Yes, I suppose we are. Aren't we? My god, I love you Sherrie." He smiled, cupping half my cheek in his hand before pulling my face down to his in a tender kiss. He pulled away and sighed softly, thinking about his youngest daughter. "But, you remember how horrible I was to you, and don't you dare try to say I wasn't. I cheated on you with groupies, I broke your heart in a million different ways... Hell, I can remember a string of years that I wasn't even here for you or James or Scarlet because I was so hooked on smack, that I didn't even know my name or my surroundings..."

His eyes were pleading, as though he was trying to have me see his way. 

"I just can't stand to see that happen to her. I may not know this Alex boy, but I do know the industry and I know what it does to people. I don't want to see her get hurt like the way I've hurt you."