Another Turning Point

Doesn't Matter

Williams POV

Mom was on tour again. We all went with her like always. It was always fun but I craved the high. I craved to touch the clouds. Mom motioned me to come out on stage. I walked out with my guitar in hand. I played the rest of the show with them.

A few hours later

Berkeleys POV

I laid in bed with Brixton. He was watching some tv. I pulled the covers over me. He pulled me closer with his arm around me. I pulled my fingers through hair. Sara came into the room. "Mommy can you please tuck me in?" "Yea of course baby." I said. I picked her up and took her too her little bunk. I tucked her in and kissed her forehead. "Night mommy." "Goodnight sweetheart." I said. I walked into the back room and laid back down. Brixton looked up. "What to do what to do." He said. I looked at him. I put my lips to his. "Y'know we could just hang out." I said. "Yea I know." He said. He put his arm back around me. I once again pulled my fingers through his hair. "I love you." "And I love you too." I said. We continued watching tv. We heard a loud crash come from the living area of the bus. I rushed in and saw William having s panic attack. I held him in my arms trying to soothe him. "Shh.... Everything's gonna be alright Will." I said. He was still shaking. I didn't know what had caused this. I wanted to know what was causing this. I held him tighter and closer. His breathing was unsteady and he was shaking was uncontrollable. I started singing one of dads songs. Ordinary World. His breathing started to steady and he was shaking less. Brixton picked him up and put him back on the couch. "You're alright William." I said still trying to soothe him. He soon stopped shaking and looked at me. His eyes where filled with terror. He dozed off. I stayed in the room with him for an hour or so making sure he was ok. When I was sure he was I went to the back room. Brixton followed. We both got in the bet and fell asleep.

Two months later

Williams POV

I was anxious. Antsy and I didn't know why. I would pace and pace for hours I would even listen to music but nothing would work. Why wouldn't anything work? I put my head in my hands. I felt a hand go into my back. I looked up to see dad. "What's up kiddo?" "Dad have you ever been anxious for a long period of time and like you can't do anything to stop if?" "Well yea all of us get anxious." "When's the first time you had been anxious for s long period of time?" "Well I would have to say when I was waiting to marry your mother. I was so happy yet so anxious, I didn't know if she was going to leave me." My father said. I hugged him. "Thanks dad." "No problem kiddo." He said. I rushed off to get my guitar. Maybe just maybe I can distract myself by writing my own songs! Yea that will get my mind off of this. I started writing a tune of my own work.

Berkeleys POV

I walked into the room. "Hey Will." "Oh hey mom." "You doing ok?" "Yea I guess." He said. I walked over. He had papers upon papers of songs. "Did you write all these?" "Yea I've been really anxious lately so I thought maybe write my own songs." He said. I nodded and smiled. "Then I'll let you at it." I said as I left the room.

That night

Brixton's POV

I laid with Berkeley in my arms. This is the first time she's slept in weeks. I know she loved what she does but she also loves our family that we have. She wants to protect it as do I. I will never let anything happen to her or our children. I was actually think ok have another child with her in the future. I haven't asked her yet because I think it's a little too soon. Especially since we're on tour and well I don't want to put that pressure on her. She hasn't been sleeping as it is. I pulled her closer to me. I didn't want anything to happen to our family. I kissed her cheek. She mumbled gibberish for a second and fell back into her sleep. I laid down and closed my eyes. After a few moments sleep found me.