City Of Nightmares

.:Studio:.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!" I yelled off the top of my lungs as I fucked up the solo.
"Dude, you're off your game." Shads chuckled.

I flipped him off as I pulled out my phone, caller ID reading Mrs. Gates.

"Hello. What did the doctor say?" I asked, getting straight to it.
"We're okay, Brian." Arin's voice said, happily.
"Oh my God, you're pregnant!" I yelled, jumping to my feet.
"Yupp! Two months along!"
"I can't believe I'm going to be a Dad." I said as I sat back down, staring at my feet.
"Me either." Arin said.

I soon got off the phone with her since she was driving.

The guys jumped on me as they congratulated me on the baby news.

I was still trying to wrap my head around it.

Me.

Synyster Gates.

Brian Elwin Haner Junior.

A Father.

.:2 Months Later, On Tour:.

I hated leaving Arin home while pregnant. Who knows what I could be missing,

Thankfully my Dad was looking out for her for me.

I owe him huge for doing so without a problem.

We had Dan Donegan to replace Arin while she was on maternity leave, and it was not fun.

This guy was dull on stage.

He was nothing like Arin. Or Zacky.

He barely moved.

Fuck, I couldn't wait to get home to my pregnant wife.

Feel her slender fingers slide through my hair.

I probably annoyed her cause I called her constantly.

But I wanted to check in on how she was feeling. And if anything's going on.

I just wanted to go home.

Was that so much to ask for?

Apparently it was.