(This is kind inspired by Eminem's when I'm gone minus the touring part just the songwriting part )
T.W domestic violence
ALEX's POV
"Daddeh daddeh" my daughter 6 year old daughter Luna shouted running into my studio as I said at my desk trying to write a song for the monkeys upcoming album
"Wha' now Luna" I sighed I've been stressed out to the max I felt awful for not spending time with my daughter or my wife I haven't even gave my wife the intimate attention she deserves never mind anything else
"Where's mummeh I can't find her sheh promise teh play tea party wif mEh" Luna explained
"I don't kno' luna go away babeh daddehs busy" I said waving her off
Luna just walked out my studio to probably her room or the garden
A few hours later it must've been about 10:00pm my wife Y/N came waltzing into my studio
"I honestly can't believe you Alexander" she stated her arms folded leaning against the doorframe I knew I did something wrong when she calls me Alexander
"Wha'?" I asked
"What? What do you mean what" she asked clearly getting pissed I really need to choose my words wisely
"Luna was crying for ages cause she think you don't love her anymore and you told her to go away" she raised her voice a little bit
"I'm trying teh write this song" I replied
"So you decided to tell your daughter to go away?" she asked
"Look I'm stressed out teh the max and I'm tryin mEh hardest teh make an album" I said
"So that means we don't even matter the now until you finish with your album" Y/N stated
"Tha's not wha' i fookin meant Y/N don't yeh fookin dare say I don' t care about yeh and Luna cause I fookin do" I was raising my voice
"Well fucking show it Alex" she shouted
"Oh fook off" I snapped
"No you fook off Alex you better start paying attention to Luna" she said storming out the room slamming the door behind her
Y/n POV
I'm sick of Alex he doesn't pay attention to us anymore it's like we don't even exist anymore
I went to check of Luna to make sure she doesn't get upset but she was still asleep great thing she's a deep sleeper like her dad
I went to mine and Alex's bedroom I slipped into my pyjamas on and slipping into bed
A single tear rolling down my cheek that single tear turned into hundreds
Soon enough I cried myself to sleep
I was woken up to the other side of the bed sinking it was Alex he tried to wrap his arm around my waist but I moved
"Don't touch me Alex" I mumbled into my pillow
"Oh don't start" he spat I stood up grabbed my pillow making my way out the room into the guest room
(Alex POV about a few days later)
Again In my studio with a bottle of whiskey beside me I didn't even bother with a glass
Luna came into my room I noticed that she didn't come running in like she usually does she came in shyly
"Daddeh can yeh push me on the swing" she asked we had a swing in our garden for her
"Not now daddeh writing this song it's not going teh write itself" I said giving her a apologetic smile
"I wished it did write itself" she said exiting the studio
My heart broke hearing my daughter say that
Soon enough I was drunk I drank the full bottle of whiskey I grabbed the empty bottle and decided to call it a night I stumbled into the kitchen to meet my wife in her pyjama shorts and an oversized hoodie
"Ello luv" I smiled wrapping my arms around her waist kissing her neck
"No Alex your drunk and I got a bone to pick with you" she said I rolled my eyes 'here we go' I thought
"I thought I told you to start spending time with Luna" she asked her hands on her hips
"Look I need teh get this song done" I replied
"So you need to get a song done but your quick enough to get drunk instead of spending ten minutes with Luna" she scoffed
"Look I told her tha' I need teh write mEh songs" I calmly said
"Alex do you even care about us anymore" Y/n asked I could see the tears threatening to fall out her eyes
