//Ronnies POV//

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From that day in the hospital when I believed I had lost everything I had ever cared about up until this very moment, time moved progressively slow. A week turned into a month, into six, a year, three years, five years. The twins were five years old, (y/n) and myself were only thirty five. (Y/n) had long since went through physical and emotional therapy after the accident. Tyler faces life in prison. Me? Im off of parole and doing better not just for the future of Falling In Reverse, but for (y/n) Willow and Anthony. Willow has started talking finally. She calls me daddy and her mother mama. Hearing her tiny voice instantly makes my day better. On a less positive note, the doctor was right about Anthony's motor skills. It turns out the initial hit stunted his thinking abilities to the point of partial hearing loss in his teen years as well as mutism. Though my son cant speak to me, everything he wants his mother and I to know are right behind his (y/e/c) eyes. The same color as hers. Its funny really, Willow definitely takes more after her dad than her mom. We look pretty similar. Anthony takes after (y/n) to a T.

My nerves are pretty shot today. I have to get the kids early. I worry extensively about scaring people. (y/n) on the other hand takes great pride in scaring people with her piercings and tattoos. "Were about to go get ol willer and Anthony." I smile slightly at the camera she holds. Walking into the preschool, I knock my hand on the wooden classroom door. "Willow, Anthony?" I say seeing my children run excitedly towards me. Kneeling down to their height I lift them into my arms. "Daddy!" Squeals Willow, her silent brother grinning slightly. "Do you think I should show them our Job?" I speak to my wife while looking at my kids through the mirror. They have no idea what we do. (Y/n) joined Falling in Reverse two years after the twins were born. She plays back up guitar and vocals with me on stage. The fans seem to have taken a good liking to her being one of us. I haven't even told (y?n) about our newest song yet. Shes featuring in the video after all. "Hon. You haven't really told me what I have to do in this video?" (Y/N) scrunches her face a bit just as I remove my shirt. We decided it was better to keep the kids in the recording studio while filming this portion of the music video. Its an interesting concept. "How the wardrobe feeling?" (Y/n) approaches me in the chosen outfit design for this video. A sleep black jumpsuit with her hair pulled back. 'So were going to take a few shots just of (y/n) for the red room." Says our director changing the lights to an electric red. A few camera shots of just (y/n) and we were ready for the next portion. (Y/N) had changed into a silver gladiator type outfit. "alright (y/n), Stand behind Ronnie, out of view." We had shifted into our positions. "Run your hands up his arm please?" The feeling of her soft fingers running across my inked arm never ceased to make me feel tingly and energetic. After all, She was my drug. "Perfect. Over the shoulders and down the chest." Again, (y/n)s soft hands made contact with my flesh bringing it alive. "This concept is weirdly seductive.' (y/n) whispers n my ear trying not to laugh. "Cut. That was spotless you two. Now. Ronnie if you would sit in the chair? (Y/n) were going to have you with a tube along your left cheek." A techie attaches a plastic tube along my wife's face. "Whats this for?" My same question. "Lean down and have your hand on the right side of Ronnie's neck. Look at each other lustfully" My eyes fluttered just a little bit having to look at her that way. I loved and craved it already. "Open both of your mouths please?" Doing so, a thick black chocolate began flowing from the tube and into my mouth. "Hold it a bit longer" Says the directer. I didn't mind the overflow. Having to look at my gorgeous wife sort of made me forget. "Cut. Were done." the tube stops flowing. "That was bizarre." (y/n) laughed returning with her normal clothing and our kids. "That was great daddy!" Willow grins showing a sweet smile with a few missing teeth. "Thanks baby-girl" Picking up my daughter, I felt like I had the entire world right there in my arms. 

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