Forever Young

"Okay, who the fuck drank all my wine?!"


A loud hiccup came from my lip and I lazily poked my arm out of my bunk. Admittedly, getting wasted probably wasn't the best move on my end, but tour was coming to a pretty quick end and this was definitely something I wanted to do before I went home. Not that going back to my pregnant wife was a bad thing, that's not it at all, I just knew once this tour was over reality would come crashing down.


"Mother fuck, Jack," Alex sighed, making his way to my bunk with a wine glass in his hands. He took the bottle from my hand and poured himself a glass. "Is there any reason you've turned into such a wine-o?"


"How-" I hiccuped again, letting out a groan once it was over, "how can I be a dad and still be me?"


"Not this again." Alex took a long swig from his cup and let out a sigh. "Jack, we've gone over this a million times. We've gone over life with the baby, tour with the baby, Ember having the baby. Seriously, brah, you're going to make me tear my perfect hair out."


"You dunno how it feels," I slurred, snatching the bottle from his hands. "You aren't havin' a baby."


"Since Ember got pregnant, all I've heard is baby this and baby that. Dude, Ember and Melody are fine. When she gets here, you'll be a great dad, but you've only got so many weeks left before Em goes into labor. It wouldn't hurt for you to stop stressing about it until, I don't know, at least the end of tour.."


I sighed and drunkenly nodded my head. I suppose, that deep down, I knew my fear of raising a child came from my own fucked up family history. I wanted to be better than what I had growing up. No, I had to be better. Ember could never feel like she was going through this alone.. Kind of like she is right now, since I'm not there.


"Well," I took a long chug from the bottle and let out a groan, "what would the not-baby-daddy Jack do right now?"


"Honestly, he'd probably look up porn and pass out with a boner."


"Hm. Think Em would get mad if I-"
"Jack. Ew."


Shrugging, I let a drunk laugh escape my throat. Alex rolled his eyes and yanked the bottle away from me again, topping off his glass with the last bit from the bottle. Probably for the best. The room was already spinning, so I knew I didn't need anymore.


"You need sleep. We have a show in a few hours."


"I dunno that I'll be sober in a few hours."


"Yeah, well, it's a good thing you're a shit guitar player then, isn't it?"


"Fuck you-u," I smiled, sliding down in my bed as Alex sat down his glass and pulled the blankets around my body. "Do you think I could get Ember to get naked on webcam right now?"


"Jack, I can honestly say, I think if Ember saw you like this, she'd never get naked for you again."


"Oh, grr."


Alex chuckled and rolled his eyes, fluffing my hair in the process. Being drunk and thinking about Ember naked was certainly better than thinking about how hard fatherhood was going to be.


"Goodnight, wine-o. And remember, everything's going to be okay."


"Yep," I nuzzled against my pillow with a gentle smile. "Everything's gonna be oh-kay."

Notes

This absolutely sucks and I'm so sorry but I've got HORRIBLE writer's block. D: