How Do You Sleep? (A John Lennon Fanfic)

Gimme Some Truth

"Yes, I am. Now, how much will it cost to get the lad out?" Dad repeated himself, irritation hint in his voice.

"U-um.. That would be about two-thousand nine-hundred forty-three pounds." The officer stuttered.

My eyes widened, "Dad, ya can't pay for that." I mumbled to him.

"I can and I will." Dad said, getting a check out from his pocket.

"Do ya allow checks?" Dad asked.

"Of course, M-Mr. Lennon." The officer said.

"Can I get an autograph too?" The officer asked hopeful, handing dad a small notepad.

Dad smirked, "Alright, since you're doing us a favor." He said, taking the notepad and signing it.

"Thank you, Mr. Lennon." The officer smiled.

Dad nodded, walking out the door.

I turned to Scott.

"What just 'appened?" He asked.

My eyes went wide, "I-I think ya just got bailed out by me dad.." I said.

"Oh." Scott said, shocked.

My head snapped at the sound of the car starting, "Come on, Scott!" I said, grabbing Scott's hand as we rushed out of the police station.

Scott and I sat in the back seat of the car as dad drove away.

"Dad, why did ya do that? That was too much money!" I said.

Dad shrugged, "I have a lot of money, Julia. I can afford a lot of things. Bailing your husband out is one thing." Dad stopped the car as he turned around.

"I swear, Scott. You better not do that again. I won't be there the next time." Dad growled, turning back around.

Scott nodded, "I promise."

I glared at Scott in anger as I hit his chest.

"Ow!" He said, rubbing his chest.

"What was that for?!" He asked.

"Why the 'ell were you selling drugs?!" I shouted.

Scott sighed, "Not now, J-"

I hit him again, "No! Tell me!" I yelled.

Scott sighed, "We needed the money, Julia.. Ya were pregnant and we needed more money." He admitted.

I crossed my arms, "What did ya buy with that money?" I asked.

Scott didn't say anything.

I glared at him, "Is that 'ow ya got my ring? My engagement and wedding ring?" I asked.

Scott didn't say anything again. He looked at my guiltily.

I took my rings off as I threw it at him.

"Julia! Please, listen to me!" Scott begged, picking my rings up from the car-floor.

"NO, SCOTT!" I shouted.

"Ya lied, ya sold illegals drugs! Is there anything else I need to know? Because I'm done with your bullshit!" I growled, crossing my arms.

Scott sighed, "I'm not 'iding anything else... I sold illegal drugs for the money. I swear, Julia. I swear I never took a drug in my life." He raised his hand up while placing his other hand on his heart.

"I promise, Julia. I'll never do it again. I'll get a real job." He calmly said.

I glared at him, "What were ya selling?" I asked.

Scott groaned, "I'm not gonna say anything about that, Jules! I'm done with it!" He raised his voice.

I growled at him as I looked out the window.

"Darling, please.. I won't do it again. I know I won't. I want to be there for ya and Emily." Scott took his seat-belt off as he got on his knees.

Scott gently grabbed my left hand as he placed my rings on my ring-finger.

"I love ya, Julia..I-I don't want to loose ya." He whispered.

Dad honked his horn, "OH, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" Dad shouted, swerving around on the highway.

"Scott, ya need to get back in yer seat." I said, looking at him.

"Not until ya forgive me." He smirked, kissing my left hand.

I looked out the window behind Scott, seeing a white van speed towards us. I gasped as I started to panic.

"Scott! Ya need to-"

The white vehicle suddenly crashed into dad's car, both cars collided together. The sound was terrible. I don't remember seeing anything except the car crashing into ours. Everything went black as screams and sirens went off.