Sorry guys for the time it took me to write this one but I started school again and I'm very busy because of homework and school, so I'll try to update as soon as possible. Thank you more than 10 thousand times for your readings and comments ❤️
~ZiggyJackson
It was the next morning after our hospital trip. My parents had gone a few hours earlier in the morning to take the first plane back to Memphis, which broke my heart my heart a little, because I knew it was the last sprint of my mother... It was around 9am and I was laying alone in the bed. David had gone, him too, to the studio where he missed a few weeks, while he was in the coma Ronson called me many times to take some news of him. I knew Mick Ronson and the rest of the Spiders. David introduced me to them. They showed me many pictures of the tour they did in 1972/1973 and my little alien was sublime. Ronson was an amazing guitarist but David had something very special in him that I loved very much. When I finally got off the bed it was something like 10:30am, plus morning sickness. I felt totally dizzy. I entered in Duncan's room where I found him sleeping peacefully. He had the same angel's face as his father, I would have been a monster if i had woke up him. I sat on the bed caressing his face, gently, trying to let him sleep. I kissed his forehead and went back to my room, before I got off his room, I heard a little voice saying :
-"Hello Vicky.
-Hi baby boy, slept well ?? I asked smiling and walked back close to his bed.
-Yes, your parents are still here, Vicky ?? He demanded curious.
-No, they left this morning, as daddy did. So we're alone until tonight, sweetie. I explained to him.
-Cool." He smiled.
I kissed his cheek and went to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. He followed me and sat at the table. While he was eating his cereals and his eggs, I tried to ask, without shocking him, if he remembered something about the night. As a big relief, he remembered not much. It wasn't so bad after all. We decided with David that we won't talk about that anymore, avoiding to brink back bad memories. But something pertubed me... He rememebered and missed Sheryl... Maybe she hadn't been so bad with him the week we were in Memphis, but I know somewhere she was innocent, the problem was and it had always been, John.
By the time I went back to my room to change myself into comfortable clothes because the small baby who was growing inside me. I stopped in front of the mirror of my room and pulled off my old rock t-shirt, which served me as pyjamas. I observed carefully and saw a very little bump a the lower part of my stomach. I couldn't stop smiling. I suddenly ran to my the closet to check if the ultrasound was still there and I sighed relieved because it didn't move at all so David knew nothing.
-"Vicky ! I heard Duncan was calling me.
-What's going on ?? I asked anxious.
-What are we going to do today ?? He demanded in the cutest tone ever.
-It's almost Christmas, and we haven't a tree yet, what if we buy one today ?? How does it sound baby boy ??
-Oh yes !!" He yelled hapilly and ran to me.
I opened my arms and hugged him tight, let him stuck his head in the croak of my neck.
"Let's put a warm coat, because it's very cold outside, shall we ??" I asked then he hugged me once again.
***
We were walking through New York City streets, through Christmas time, it was magical but very cold. The snow wasn't so far, because some flakes were dropping. Duncan stuck out his tongue to catch some with it, which made me laugh so hard. By the time we found a beautiful Christmas tree as green as Tennessee fields and some Christmas lights to put in, we just missed the star but we still had the afternoon to find it and by the time it was around noon and we were both hungry so we stopped into the first McDonalds we saw. We both ordered and sat at a table close to the window but we had to move on because some paparazzis had found us. During lunch Duncan said quasi nothing, which worried me lot. Every bad memories we both lived came back in my brain. Maybe all these things caused him a trauma, I felt so guilty so asked :
"Hey Duncan, you okay sweetie ??"
He didn't say nothing for 2 minutes.
-Duncan, you're worrying me right now, so please tell me what's going on baby. I supplied him.
-Vicky ?? He finally begged.
-Yes ??
-Can I call you "mom" ??"
I stopped eating. I felt suddenly so moved that I couldn't even tell my answer which was obviously "yes". I felt so suprised by this three-year-old toddler who just asked me if I'd like to be is mom. He was so mature, I was so proud of him and his dad who raised him pretty well, although he was always far for home.
"Of course baby boy." I responded moved as never.
Then his tiny face lit and he ran to me with his hamburger in his right hand. I opened my arms and hugged him, as we liked to do.
-"Love you "mommy". He whispered into my ear.
-Love you too baby boy. I whispered back.
-What about Angie ?? I demanded him a bit worried.
-I don't care anymore about her, I'm going to stay with daddy and you." He affirmed maturely.
He seemed so old, he was only three and he talked like he was six or seven ! I was truly amazed by this tiny boy. But I felt a bit guilty for Angie...
-"By the way, would you like one day, to have a little brother or sister ?? I asked him gently while I was trying to rip off a all the ketchup from his face.
-I'd love to mom." He confirmed.
I smiled because this new baby who was coming day after day was going to be most welcome by his big brother.
***
After three hours in a shop hesitating between a gold star or a silver star, we finally took a black star. Because we found it was the most original of them. So our Christmas tree was going to be the prettiest of all. Duncan couldn't stop smiling, he was so happy. And, seeing him like that warmed my heart, after all the horrible days he had to live with Angie and now David was going to have the custody in January,1974, he could considered me as his own mother it didn't bother me at all.
When we finally went back home, David was there.
-"Hey, my loves, where have you been ?? David asked smiling.
-Daddy! Duncan exclaimed running to him with the black star in his hands.
-What is that ?? David asked looking at the black star then at us.
-It's a black star for our new Christmas tree that Duncan and I bought this morning, sir. I responded to him proud of our shopping day.
-Damn love, each time you say something it lights my day. He said before kissing my lips while Duncan was resting on his shoulder.
-Eww... Mommy.. He said disgusting as a child could be when his parents are kissing.
-Mommy ?? David repeated shocked.
-I want to call her mommy now, because I'm gonna live with you and I want to have a mommy and a daddy in the same house. Duncan affirmed to his father.
-As you want baby boy. David smiled at him then at me. That's true we're going to be a true family now. He repeated looking at me with husky eyes.
-Yes, indeed and obviously the best family in the world. I exclaimed, then David grabbed my waist with his second hand.
-And I promise nobody will ever disturb our perfect little family. David swore.
-And what if this family was going to embellish the living room with a Christmas tree and some lights ??" I asked happily.
Everybody nodded and we tried the best he could to make the living room the happiest one. While we were decorating our living room, David said suddenly:
-"A black star... What a good idea, moreover I love the name, maybe I'll write a song about it later.
-Or an album." I giggled.
And we both laughed so hard.
After two hours of decorations and a tasty dinner, we all went to bed.
I lay exhausted on the bed waiting David to come close to me. Then suddenly I felt a warm breath against my skin.
I opened my eyes and see two bright eyes and a bunch of red hair. I smiled then he kissed me.
-"I was falling asleep, darling. I admitted to him.
-I know love, but I wanted to tell you something important before.
Then my smile faded away.
-What is it ?? I asked worried.
- I went to the studio this morning, and saw my manager there....
-Then...??
-Then he said that I had to go back in Florence for three days, for another interview.
-Again, we went there a few months ago... I remarked.
-I know but this time I'll go alone there.
-...And you told me you had to spend three days there, so it will be Christmas Eve when you come back. You won't be able to spend it with us... I said sadly.
-I know, love but I have no choices. Don't be sad I'll be there for Christmas Day. He tried to comfort me.
-Yes..." I muttered very sad.
Then we lay against our pillow under the sheets and David grabbed me close to him and fell asleep.
I couldn't because I've planned something for him for Christmas and he won't be able to share this happy buffet with us, leaving Duncan and I alone. But he was David Bowie, and I knew he would do everything to be with us, that's what I hoped the most.