A year ago this month Stacy left with my son. She left because I married Meg. I tried to pass it off as a joke (we did rush into marrying while on drugs in a Vegas chapel) but the truth was I'd been seeing Meg behind her back since I found out we were never having another kid.
It was wrong to push her into it but she pushed me the first time. I knew she was putting it off and that when she bought the cats but I couldn't believe it when I found her prescription for the pill. We were drifting apart and neither of us bothered to confront the other about it. I had Meg and she, no doubt had Our Kid.
When she left I handled it the complete wrong way. We'd both took off when we need to now and then so I offered her, her privacy from us and the press thinking she'd be back when she was ready. She signed the contract and went silent.
I spoke to Jamie a couple of times, to ask about her and Jimmyi, trying to find out what was going on. He was loyal to her. He'd only ever tell me they were fine.
Our Kid told me what they'd done about as soon as they'd done it. He was pissed off that I'd let her go. He worried he'd got her pregnant and sent her off to fuck knows where but I told him he was an idiot and she was on birth control so she couldn't be pregnant.
He wouldn't let her go. He wanted to find her and bring her back. My patience weren't paying off cos she didn't come back. We had to accept she was done with us but he wouldn't. He was always wondering where she'd gone even though we both knew exactly where she'd go. I wouldn't tell him if he couldn't figure it out for himself. I insisted he had to leave it alone but he never listened to me.
The moment the tour brought us close enough, he took off and found her. The rest of the tour he could hardly fucking concentrate because of Stacy, her baby and her girlfriend.
I didn't have a clue what to make of the shit he was saying but once the tour ended, we stopped talking. All I knew was this baby was born (which was reported as mine and I has to go along with for the sake of his stupid marriage) and he wasn't spending any time with his wife. If I'd have pointed out it wasn't mine Stacy and that baby would've been dragged through the papers, contract or no contract. It didn't go unnoticed thanks to Liam's involvement but it was nothing compared to the media storm that could've been.
After Liam returned to Patsy, I got a call from Stacy asking if I'd prove my son was mine. She was odd, she sounded like she didn't trust anything she used to say about him. After we'd dealt with all the rumours and arguments around the paternity issue, I knew there had to be some serious issue that needed solving. What if he was ill and she was trying to rule out some genetic thing?
We had gigs and Our Kid wouldn't say a word about what was going on with her. I tried not to worry but I knew I had to go as soon as I could.
After the gig in Wolverhampton I turned up at Mams since Stacy was living there again. I didn't bother to arrange it all beforehand so I got a surprised welcome from her and Mam.
Mam fussed over me, she wanted to know what I was eating, how I was getting along with Liam and Meg, how the gigs were going, all the usual stuff.
Stacy on the other hand was reserved. She was trying to act in surprised to see me and not completely awkward. I acted surprised to see her in return. It was hard to see her again for the first time. She clearly didn't want it known that she'd organised for me to come.
After mum was over me being here Stacy reintroduced me to our son. I was so happy to see him after all this time, I'd missed him the whole time. He recognised me, he knew who I was and he wasn't shy around me long. I thought he wasn't going to know who I was, I was relieved when he called me Daddy and brought toys for us to play with.
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Let's All Make Believe - Oasis
FanfictionSequel to I'd Like to be Somebody Else. Stacy has made a new life for herself in Liverpool (cos where else would she go) well away from her old one with Oasis after six years in their world. She thinks it's all over. She's long forgotten in their ey...