Chapter 22 - That's How It Goes

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There couldn't be a worse time to have a baby. Or be getting married for that matter. Sure, when Connor and I tied the knot there were some stressers; but they were all temporary. The loss of my friends and my undying hatred for Phil wasn't going anywhere.

Since he was the drummer of AC/DC, he basiclly got an automatic invite. Sometimes I'd hated this token of generosity I'd granted him, but if he wasn't allowed there then it would just cause even more drama, and I'd had enough of that for a lifetime.

Last week I'd gone to the doctors. I happily accepted the news that my baby was developing just fine. Despite the fact that I wasn't very pleased with the timing of conception, I wanted nothing more than a happy and healthy baby. And bonus: Bon has been working really hard on cleaning himself up!

The first thing we tried was to pour out all the liquor in his house, but that did little. So, we'd concluded quitting cold turkey wasn't going to work as well as we'd originally thought. Bon then turned to Malcolm and Angus for advice, since he quickly became desperate.

Their advice worked well. Bon started seeing a consouller for his addictions not too long ago, and he's been pleased with the results. I am too.

Once we get married I'll be moving in with him. Taking big steps I know. But I think I'm ready. I spend alot of nights here anyways.

"Angela! It's so good to see you!" Melody often came to visit. When Bon was at his appoitments or working with the band, I found myself very lonely. The teenager approach to to this problem wouldn't solve everything, so that's why Melody visits more often than before now.

"We need to talk. What do you wanna do for your bachelorette party?" Melody asked with limited real excitement, but faked it to keep the conversation from going sour. "If you still want one." She dropped the act when she added this in. She wasn't wrong to assume that I'd want to forfit the tradition due to Adelaide's death, I'd do everything in my power to avoid such a thing. The one my friends threw for me when I was getting married to Connor was nothing short of amazing, part of me wanted to relive those days, but I was torn.

"I don't know." I answered honestly, glancing away from her so she wouldn't see my tears. "I want to but it doesn't feel right..."

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