We were back home. I picked up William from mom and dads house. I had decided to let his last name remain Armstrong. It was only right. Sure. Brixton was his father but I wanted his last name to be Armstrong because well when I had him my last name was still Armstrong. Me and Brixton decided to not have another kid until William was about four years old. And that was fine. I would be going on tour in about a year or two as well with my band. I was excited. All of dads fans knew about me being pregnant but they never did know that Willam was born. I was kinda glad. But I would be introducing him when my tour time comes. We arrived home. William was asleep. Brixton grabbed our luggage as I grabbed William. I unlocked the door to our house. I brought William up to his room. I then walked back downstairs to see Brixton sitting on the couch. I walked over to him. "Wanna watch a movie?" I asked. He nodded and I put in "Saw". We both loved scary movies. An hour later I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. "Mommy?" William asked. "What is it sweetheart?" "I had a nightmare." He said as his voice quivered. "Come here baby." I said. He sat down between me and Brixton. He laid his head in my lap. I brushed my fingers through his hair. With in a couple of minutes he was asleep again. I looked at the time. "Damn. We probably better get to bed too." I told Brixton. He nodded. He took William to bed. I got into my pajama shirt and pants and crawled into bed. I was happy to be home. I was happy with my life. I felt Brixton get into bed. He wrapped his arm around my waist. "I love you." "I love you too Berkeley." With that we went to sleep.
Two years later
I was out on stage with my band. It was the first tour of the night. I brought William and Brixton onto the stage. "Ladies and gentlemen this is my son William Joseph Armstrong and this is my husband Brixton Pritchard!" I yelled into the microphone. The crowd roared. I just smiled and kissed Brixton.
After the show
I walked backstage and grabbed a beer since this was a special occasion. William walked over to the table and grabbed a bottle a beer that was halfway full. He put it to his lips. I reached my hand out and grabbed the bottle. "No no William that's bad only grown ups." I said in a soft tone. He looked at me and nodded. He came and sat next to me. "Nice save babe." Brixton said. I kissed him.
That night
I woke up. Brixton was still asleep. I got up to check on William. He was still asleep. I went to the fridge to grab a single beer. But then that beer turned to three, six,ten. Sooner or later I passed out I was so drunk.
The next morning
Brixtons POV
I woke up. Berkeley must've already been up since she wasn't in bed. I walked into the little hallway. I looked at William he was still asleep. I then walked into the living space of the bus. It was littered with beer bottles. Uncle Billie has warned me about this. He said she had an alcohol addiction. I cleaned up the bottles and sat down by Berkeley, laying her head in my lap. She woke up. "Oh hey babe." She said. She squinted her eyes. "God damnit I did it again." She sighed. "Hey it's ok we'll get through this together." I said. She kissed me again. I could taste the alcohol off her lips. "I should probably brush my teeth." She said. She got up and walked to the back. I was going to help her fight alcohol even if it's telling her she can't have any. I was fine with her having one or two but when I cleaned up I picked eleven bottles up. Eleven. I know uncle Billie warned me about this but I wasn't ready to see it in action. But I will do whatever it takes to help my wife fight this addiction. I always will.
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Fiksi PenggemarBillie and Adrienne are expecting another kid in their family. But what happens when they have to go on tour and rush to get back home in time for the baby. Join them as they have to raise and see their baby grow up. And see how this child goes from...