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Jun 11th 2021 - 4:16 PM






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Jun 8th 2021 - 12:35 PM



Happy Best Friend day to my favorite person! 
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Jun 8th 2021 - 7:23 AM


Hi there!
Larkin here. Just a friendly neighborhood bakery here...
Nothing else...maybe.
Hope we can get down to discussing soon!
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Jun 7th 2021 - 8:46 PM


PART ONE.

Wandering eyes couldn't help to keep glancing side stage throughout the rest of the show. There was a faint smile, as he seen Krissy return with Stella now glued to her side. He knew better than to believe she'd have stayed in the dressing room and miss the show. They'd never missed each other's sets when they were on tour together; the two both admired each other professionally as well as they did personally. There were no signs of any reporters butting in any further backstage or signs of trouble. The rest of the show seemed to go off without another hinge and the crowd seemed to have had the times of the their lives.

"Goodnight, Texas. See y'all - well tomorrow night!"

Will was already yanking his in-ears out, as he existed the stage right. Krissy's words caught his attention over all the "good shows" and calling of his name. It didn't come much of a surprise that she didn't think finishing out the week was the best idea for her. Day one was a rocky one and that was an understatement. They had expected their to be a media frenzy with questions they didn't want to answer, but neither thought he'd end up resulting to punching a reporter in the face over it. She had been struggling since the miscarriage and had already been so uneasy about being back in the limelight so soon after. Will understood her need for privacy and some more time.

Being in the limelight had been something he had been accustomed to since childhood. Music had always been healing to him, so he felt more human than he had in weeks being back on stage. If he could just skip the pre-show and after-show ordeal for a while - it was a far fetched dream, but things sure would be easier that way.

"I understand, baby," he kissed her softly, as he was being pulled away to get his wiring off and do a post-show interview. "Nothing personal or I walk," he warned Micheal, not sure why he had thought it was a good idea he still give an interview after the incident only an hour or so before. "Meet you back at the room in twenty," he turned, yelling back at Krissy, who Stella already swooped back in with.

His arms slipped around her waist, pulling her closer into his embrace. "You know I hate the idea of not having you here, but you know I understand you needing some more time away from the media, I'd punch them all to keep them away from you, but Michael isn't going to be able to sweet talk them all like tonight into not pressing charges or turning it into a bigger media frenzy. If I hadn't already committed to this week, I would be home with you in two seconds. I know you want to be here, but it's too hard right now. Stop apologizing. I love you and I get it."

Rambling. His words were coming out in a giant ramble. He understood her need for time to heal without all the added pressures and respected it greatly. He kissed her forehead for a long moment, just holding her close in his arms.

PART TWO

Every night after his show like clock work - Will FaceTimed Krissy to tell her about the show, hear about her day as if they hadn't already spoken numerous times throughout the day and exchanged texts, and to see her smiling face. He missed having her with him in Texas especially with her stay being cut so short. The only thing her absence made things easier for was sneaking off to a local jeweler to find the perfect ring for Krissy with the help of Stella and Leelee. He originally thought of asking her to marry him during their Texas get away, but his sisters told him - they could help make it more remember able and special at a later date and at complete random back home in Nashville. They were all about the idea of Krissy officially being apart of the family and marrying their brother.

The last night of the residency - they were having an after party with the crew, band, and invited the fan club fans to attend. It cut their call shorter than it'd been all week, since she returned home. Will had been doing shots of Dos Primos with Stella and the band. He was constantly being interrupted for photos with fans through his drinking and night.

Will was pretty good at remembering fans, who been to multiple shows or meet and greets. There was one fan that night he swore he saw before somewhere, but couldn't put a name too. She begged for a photo more than once throughout the night. He was vaguely annoyed after the second photo, because others wanted photos too and he wanted to get it over with and enjoy his night. He had no idea she was going to use these photos to wreck everything.

PART THREE.

"Will, we received an anonymous call from a women claiming she's expecting your baby." There had been an impromptu meeting with his management, which had him sitting around a large oval desk staring at his team. Micheal's words felt like a punch in the gut. It was bold faced lie, but why would someone make that kind of accusation towards him? It was b u l l s h i t. Will could one hundred percent say there wasn't anyone pregnant with his child. The only person he'd been with was Krissy; he hadn't strayed away from her and was faithful since they'd gotten together.

"That's f u c k i n g b u l l s h i t and you all know it," Will snapped, he stood up at the table and his fists hit down against the cold wood. "Who the hell is this women?"

Everyone exchanged looks, some of them even looked like they had pity for the young man. "Will, do you know a Samantha? She said her name was Sami."

"What do you mean do I know a Sami, I told you this is b u l l s h i t. I don't know a Sami and I didn't knock some random chick up."

Micheal's hand gripped William's shoulder, giving it a squeeze. "Will, we never said we believed the allegations. We just have to do our job and cover the bases - if you did know her previously. She claims to have proof you two were together in Texas and is threatening to take it to the media. We can probably pay her to keep her mouth shut."

"Why would we pay someone off to keep their mouth shut when we know she's lying."

"Do you want to risk her telling the media? Even if though she's lying, it will do some damage to your reputation and imagine putting Krissy through this after everything you two already have going on."

"I'm not paying her, but do what you can to keep this from going to the media. I need to get home to Krissy," Will didn't stay long enough to hear anything else they had to say. He stalled at his car, as he noticed a white envelope sticking under the wiper lade. The inside was a ultrasound with a note scribbled on the back. "I can give you what she can't." He crumbled it up, shoving it into his pocket.
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Jun 4th 2021 - 1:01 AM


Moving to where she and Krissy wouldn't disturb anyone as they spoke, the way she held onto Krissy and rocked her slowly is the same thing Christine did for her the night she lost Sara. Grateful, for the first time in her life about losing her daughter, that she is able to at least try to help Krissy through this heartache, Stevie let out a small sigh when Krissy remarked about her fear. "Shhh, baby, alright? You're young, and sometimes we don't know why these things happen. The difference between you and me is you listened and it was a freak accident, I did not because God forbid Stevie Nicks takes a back burner for a while" the blonde explained truthfully before letting a heavy sigh escape her lips. No one knew the pain of losing a child until you've been through it, and even after all these years of silently coping with losing her own child, she'd still take all the pain away in a moment's notice so Krissy didn't have to experience it.

Seeing Krissy's hand go on her tiny bump made Stevie briefly pull her left arm from around Krissy to do the same, her mind briefly remembering the first time she felt Sara kick as she snapped herself out of her thoughts. Returning her arm around Krissy, Stevie would place a soft, motherly kiss on the top of the woman's head. "I hate you're going through this, and baby if I could take the pain away and give you your baby back I would in a heartbeat because no one deserves this more than you and my son" her voice was soft, cracking as she spoke whole she'd attempt to keep her emotions intact "I would never make you go through this alone, I was worried honestly that seeing you pregnant would f*** with my mind like it did when my niece was. But, with you it's different because you remind me so much of me - which is how I know you're going to make an amazing mother someday"

Stevie's heart shattered when Krissy was expressing her concerns about not being able to have children, Stevie remembering when she was told right after The Dance that there was no way she could have a child due to the years of abuse she put her own body through. The reality was Krissy could very well be right and not be able to have a child due to one situation or another, but unlike back in 1997 when Stevie went through this there were a million other options that would still give Krissy and Will a baby of their own.

"I know it's not the same if worse comes to worst and you find out that you can't carry a baby, but you and Will can perhaps find a surrogate. Someone to carry your baby but it's still yours and Will's, I read up on it when they first started it because I was going to do it, and when I got close to Lindsey's children and they give me the same feeling I feel like I would've had with Sara. To be honest, I really forget they're not biologically mine because it seems so natural" Stevie truthfully spoke with a small shrug. "If worse comes to worst there are still ways for you guys to have a family that's biologically yours. Nothing is going to make you feel better in the moment, and honestly, you might never feel fully better, you'll just learn how to get through everyday." Stevie rubbed Krissy's arm gently as she kept trying to bring whatever comfort she could to the young woman. "Stay out here, but try to get some rest okay? Cross bridges if and when you need to, but don't worry about the maybes right now, alright? Will's not going anywhere, that I can promise you. Everything will be okay, I also promise you that. Try to get some sleep" Stevie whispered, a soft yawn escaping her lips as she kept Krissy close to her, Stevie's head resting on the young woman's as she'd eventually fall back asleep
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May 31st 2021 - 8:19 PM


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May 26th 2021 - 10:00 PM


Billy Bob's was the perfect first venue for a "comeback" show after a year without live music. It housed a decent sized crowd, but was small enough to feel intimate with the audience. One of Will's favorite parts of being on stage was seeing the crowd's reactions to songs, seeing them mouth the wrong lyrics and sing along, dancing, and interacting with fans. These smaller venues were played fewer and further in between the last couple years of his career. He loved playing the bigger arenas and stadiums he'd grown into, but you could see the faces of the last row in crowds like this one.

When it came to Will's live shows; you never knew exactly what to expect. He liked to mix things up show to show; tour to tour. He would play his guitar, break things down acoustically, throw in some of his own drumming, and put his horrid dancing on display. He had grown up watching live music with Fleetwood Mac, Lindsey Buckingham, and Stevie Nicks; he learned a lot just watching his parents, aunts, and uncles about what it took to put on a good show and to have fun while doing so. He would learn more from acts he opened for on the way along with just growing as an artist on his own. It was therapeutic in a sense being back on stage for Will. Music had been his escape for as long as he could remember. It all begun with wanting to be like his daddy - to wanting whatever it took to get him to notice - and eventually it didn't matter what Lindsey nor Kristen thought about his music or his talent or lack of. It was something he loved all on his own and allowed him to escape from reality for the length of a song and eventually into the length of a full set. Every negative thought, feeling faded away when he picked up his guitar, drumsticks, or a microphone; he just loose whatever was eating away at his brain, heart, soul and let the music take over.

Will was in the middle of performing "T-shirt," which worked it's way back into his set after a short hiatus. The way the inspiration behind the song came back along in his life and heart. He glanced over towards the side stage, where Krissy had been sitting and watching the show. Except to his surprise, she was no longer alone and in time to watch her throw a microphone out of one reporters hand.

"We're going to take a quick five. Everyone grab a drink, this rounds on me," Will announced, quickly setting his mic into the stand. He nodded towards the bartender that he'd cover the next round of drinks for anyone that took up on the offer.

"Do we have an issue over here?" He shoved the two reporters out of his way, as existed stage. He wrapped his arms protectively around Krissy, ignoring them and waiting for her to tell him what was going on. "We're just asking a couple questions and she got all-" Will didn't feel his hand bunch up into a fist until he had already turned on the heal of his foot and his hand connected with the reporter's jaw. "Got what?"

"Jesus, did you both loose your mind when you-" The second reporter muttered, as grabbed his friend or coworker - whatever the hell he was, Will didn't care less, as he stumbled back from the impact of the punch.

"I'd seriously reconsider finishing that sentence," Will snarled through gritted teeth. "If you still want a comment," his blood was boiling at this point. He had about a million snarky comments built up if they still wanted one. Was it really that hard to respect their privacy? Was it too much to ask not to be questioned about the miscarriage, their relationship, and that side of their lives during this time?

"What the f u c k, William? You can't - I'll deal with you later after you finish your show. Sir, let me get you checked out at medical and see how we can resolve this matter without future attention or any legal issues." Of course, Micheal, his tour manager, would be right there. Will rolled his eyes, choosing to drop it and not get into with Micheal for doing his job. He reminded himself of why came off stage. It hadn't been to fight or take frustrations out on reporters faces. It was to make sure Krissy was okay. That their harassment didn't throw her over the edge.

"Are you okay," he mumbled, turning back to Krissy. He brushed her blonde hair back behind her ears and kissed her forehead. His lips lingering there for a long moment. "I'm sorry about all of that. How about I get Stella to come watch the show with you from the dressing room, so no one can bother you again.

He couldn't read her. He usually could read Krissy like an open book. He couldn't read her now though. Was she upset with the reporters? Was she upset with him for resulting to violence? What was going on in that pretty little mind of hers. She was like a crossword puzzle he wanted desperately to solve, but couldn't right now. He had to finish the show and go back to pretending everything was fine. 
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May 24th 2021 - 6:29 PM


character study : a looking into "the buckingham's family home videos" ft. a "baby Will." 






















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May 19th 2021 - 9:48 PM


Live shows. It had been what artists and fans a like have been looking forward to again for nearly two years. Will had a residency lined up in Fort Worth, Texas playing the legendary Billy Bob's. It would be one hell of a comeback show, because it was one of his dream venues to cross off his list and he was getting to cross it off time consecutive nights.

"Why would you cancel your residency?" Krissy was looking at him as if he lost all his marbles. The two hadn't been outside the comfortable of home much since the loss of their peanut. Unless it was to Wesley's or his parents houses. They had skipped friend's events, usual date nights, etc., because neither felt up to celebrating life, love, or much of anything. They'd both had went ghost on social media for a while, leaving fans speculating why. Some questioned if Krissy was hiding a pregnancy, because they had been spotted near the doctors office only days before the miscarriage. They had been waiting to announce it, but now they were deciding rather they share their heartbreak or not.

"Do I really have to say it," he wrinkled up his nose, giving her a come on don't make me say it look. "Baby, didn't you just say getting back to normal may help us?" "Are you using my own words against me, because that isn't fair." It had been advice given to him by a friend, who had experienced her loss. He had confessed into Carrie about everything; she kept living through God, her workouts, music, and whatever to keep her going.

"Remember you'll be letting down fans that sold out all five nights." Krissy wasn't playing fair at all. Using his own words against him, using his fans against him. She wasn't going to let him cancel, because she knew he would feel worse after doing it. Will's happy space had always been where ever he could play music. Even when it was following his parents band around backstage. Music was his escape, as it been hers. Neither of seemed to think much of it lately. Will knew getting back to work would probably help both of them. Creating, singing, performing; doing what they loved. It would distract them from their pain and help heal. He had been so focused on helping Krissy get there; she had been the same way with him.
 
- - - - -

"Please, come with me to Texas," he pleaded, as they laid curled up on the couch, watching some cheesy Netflix orignal. He nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck and squeezed her close. "I don't like the idea of leaving you here alone."
 
- - - - -

Krissy had chosen to share their heartbreak via Instagram. There had been numerous of people reaching out. Friends, family, but also the media. Neither commented to anyone who asked for a comment. It was harder to avoid the subject in Texas. It was the first time they'd been in public since the announcement.

"It's been a rough month or so," Will said, squeezing Krissy's hand as she shielded herself behind him. She was clearly not into answering these questions just yet, possibly ever; he could tell her unease about it. "I know we shared our heartbreak, so others struggling with this could know they're not alone. We would prefer not to comment on it further if you could respect our privacy."

Will cut off several interviewers, who tried to press the subject. "No more comments." He lead Krissy through the small crowd into the backstage area. He was a protective person already, but he felt the extra pressure to protect and shield Krissy from anything that trigger negaitive emotion right now. If anyone kept pressing questions, he would have lost his cool. Walking away and shutting it down was the easy way to avoid a bad situation.

Pushing the door shut behind him, he turned to face her. Wrapping his arms around her shoulders, he just held her close for a moment. Letting her know it would be okay without having to say a word.
Wes.

May 17th 2021 - 8:53 PM


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