Not Good Enough For Truth In Cliche

I Dug A Hole, Ten Miles Wide

"So, I've gathered you all here today because-"
"What's the new song?" Anthony asked.
"Haven't they heard it?" I motioned to his band.
"Not the full version." Jacky replied.
"Actually." I smiled. "I've got my own news I wanna share first."
"Are you pregnant again?" Ronnie asked.
"God, I hope not. That means she fucked Max again." Ryan laughed.
"That's not the news. Actually, Max proposed last night."
"You said yeah, right?" Dad asked.
"Yeah."
"I'm gonna go beat him up." Ronnie started to walk off. Anthony laughed and caught his shoulder. "I'm not actually." He clarified.
"You better not, he's the father of my child."
"Not to mention he's your fiancé." Ryan teased.
"I knew I shouldn'tve told you all at once, I'm being attacked."
"Oh. It's okay, we still love you." Anthony hugged me. "Now run along, tell Escape The Fate."
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"Engaged? You're a stud, you deserve it." Monte said.
Max laughed and scratched his head. "A stud? I doubt it."
"You are." I kissed his cheek.
"Wait, if you two are here, where's Violet?" Omar asked.
Craig pointed to the corner. "She's over in her playset, you dumb fuck."
"Well, that went well." I laughed.
"Yeah. It did. Bye you guys, I've had enough social interaction for today." Max grinned.
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"A white wedding dress? You're the opposite of pure." Ronnie said.
"Do you have any ideas?"
"Okay, how about black? You're emo."
"You're right." I laughed. "But I was thinking maybe white transitioning into black."
"Ooh, like light corrupted by darkness. Good overcome by evil. Logic clouded by em-"
"Oh, quit while you're ahead."
"Fine. Never thought I'd see the day when Ash Charles plans a wedding."
"Well, get used to it, cause Ash Charles is gonna be planning a wedding for a while."
"Then she's gonna be Ash Green."
I grinned. "Yeah, I am."
Violet tugged on my leg. "Mama?"
"Yes, honey?"
"Why's Won here?"
Ronnie grinned. "I'm helping your mama plan a wedding."
"I'm hungry."
"Let's go grab food." He took her to the kitchen.
"Hey, Ronnie!" I called.
"Yo?"
"Lace on the dress?"
"Hell yes."
"I think I found the one."
I heard a skid and a thump, then Ronnie scrambled over. "I'm okay."
I laughed. "Okay."
He looked at the picture of the dress. "Woah. That's definitely the one. It's beautiful."
"Yeah, it is."
"It's perfect."
"Yeah."
"Who's your maid of honor gonna be?"
I thought about it. "I dunno. Don't really know any girls."
"Willow or Violet?"
"Willow is a flower girl and Violet's the ring bearer."
"Cute. I could be your maid of honor."
"Really?"
"I'm already helping you plan your wedding, hm?"
"Fair enough. Sure, you can be it."
"Do I gotta wear a dress?"
"No, but you gotta wear a red suit."
"Deal. Is that the color scheme? Black and red?"
"Yes." I smiled.
"Very emo. Ronnie approved."
"Good."
Violet walked in. "Where's Willow?"
"With her Mama." I said, picking her up and propping her on my lap. "You wanna go to the park?"
"Yeah!"
"Come on, let's go."
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"Down the slide, come on." I sat behind Violet, holding her in my lap. "Three, two, one, let's go!" We slid slowly down the slide. "That was so fun!"
Ronnie laughed. "She's adorable."
"Yeah, she is."
A old woman walked up to us. "Your daughter is beautiful. You guys look cute together."
"Oh, um, she's not mine." Ronnie stammered. "And, um, we're not together. She's just my best friend."
"There's chemistry between you guys."
"Oh, um. I'm engaged." I said. "Not to him. But, uh, thanks."
"You're welcome, honey. And make sure you're not marrying the wrong man." She walked off.
"That was weird." Ronnie said.
"Very."
"Mama!" Violet waved her arms around.
"Yes, baby?" I looked at her.
"Where's Dada?"
"I think he's picking out the music for the wedding."
"Tell me it's one of our bands." Ronnie said.
"I told him he can't book Escape The Fate, I'm not listening to that."
"What about Falling In Reverse?"
"What about we pick a band that isn't one of your guys' bands so I don't gotta deal with that?"
"You're impossible."
"Nope." I laughed. "I'm perfectly reasonable. If you were getting married, would you want your own band performing?"
"Yes!"
"Oh my God." I groaned and put my head in my hands. "You're impossible."
"I know." He kissed my cheek. "Love ya."
"I don't love you."
"Yes, you do. Violet!"
I looked up and saw that Violet had gotten herself stuck on the monkey bars. "Oh. Baby, how'd you get there?"
"I'll grab her." Ronnie said, walking up to her. "Hi, Violet."
"Hi, Won!" She knew how to pronounce his name correctly, but since Ron and Ronnie were both in the band at the same time, she kept on calling Ronnie 'Won.' It was adorable, actually. He found it hilarious, and begged me to never let her grow up. I just laughed him off when he suggested that.
"How about you come down, please? It's scary there."
"Why?"
"Cause you could fall, and bump your head. That wouldn't be good."
I smiled watching Ronnie talk to my daughter. His parental instincts were spot on, that's for sure. He was amazingly good at talking to Violet, she always was so happy around him. "Why?" She asked.
"Are we doing the Why Game? I don't like it very much."
"Why?"
He laughed. "I guess walked right into that one. How about you come down?"
She jumped off the bars. Ronnie caught her and stumbled. "Won!"
"You okay?" He asked, setting her down gently.
"Yes. Why do you wear the same tattoos every day?" Violet pointed at the tattoos on his neck.
Ronnie grinned. "They're permanent. They don't change." He bent down so she could take a better look. "See, they're on my face and head."
"Why are you crying?" She pointed at the teardrop tattoo.
"I'm not, don't worry."
"Okay. Did the ones on your head hurt?"
"A bit." He said. "Not as bad as the ones on my neck, though."
"What does the one on your forehead say?"
"Unbreakable."
"Why?"
"Cause I'm unbreakable. Come on, let's go bother your mom."