Razorblade Romance (Ville Valo Fanfic)

124. A Deserted Soul Is Gone

Going back to my routine was hard. We were back to Finland after our incredible trip, back to reality. And reality was difficult. Work, study, no time for anything else, again.

Anna was suffering for being away from Jesse, Ville said he was also in misery. Me and Ville were trying to figure out what to do to help. But I had so much in my mind. Every morning was a struggle to leave home. Charlie would cry, even though she loved Marie. "You work too much. Just stay home with your daughter." Marie said. She was never tired of saying those things to me, for her was difficult to understand I had two jobs and the doctoral, she said I didn't need it. She was from another generation, so I tried not to confront her. Ville and the guys were working on the last album, which was done but they still had to shoot videos, promote it and organize a new tour.

I escaped from work to see him shooting a video. I took Charlie with me, we arrived at the studio and she screamed out loud when she saw Ville. He had some light make up, his hair was gorgeous, the make up artist didn't have much trouble, he was so effortless handsome and charming. "Charlie, remember what I've said to you, we can't make noise because daddy is shooting a video."

Ville had his acoustic guitar and he smiled widely to see her. The footage was ruined already by Charlie's scream anyway. She ran to him, everybody laughed. He picked her up, putting his guitar on his back. "Sorry, guys." I said, apologetically. I greeted everybody, and kissed Ville lightly, I didn't want to ruin his make up, but he pulled me closer. "You look so handsome."

"Kiitos, love. Are you fine?" Ville caressed my face, examining me. I just nodded, I probably looked like a zombie already. "Charlie, come. Let dadda work." Ville showed her around a bit, the cameras and all the stuff. Her eyes shone brightly, she was as curious as Ville and loved to learn about new things.

We sat and watched Ville recording, it was a bit repetitive but we enjoyed a lot. He was formidable, he acted so natural in front of a camera when he had to interpret, he could be an actor if he wanted. The director barely had to direct him, he was so used to it, I was really impressed. The guys were more stiffened, they only wanted to play their instruments.

Ville had a natural confidence, he was always like this. He was shy, but at the same time he had a way for these things. And he looked good on the footage. He was demanding, but he accepted suggestions from the director naturally. If he didn't like a thing, he would record it again, and again. I was one proud wife, for sure.

We took a break for lunch and we all went to a restaurant nearby. Burton was asking me how was our honeymoon. "You have to take Leena and go to Angra. It's such a beautiful place."

"Speaking of her... She's pregnant."

"Oh my god, really? That's such good news, congratulations, Burt!" I hugged him.

"Yeah... It wasn't planned, actually, but we are damn happy. I'm a bit worried, because we are going to leave for tour, soon. For now she can travel with us, but she will probably be very sick. I was hoping you would join us, she would be glad to have your company." I frowned, I couldn't. Natali would go, Gas said. Mige told me Lee would join them in some dates. Vic would follow Linde as well.

I was the only one who wouldn't follow my husband and I felt bad, for Ville and myself. That meant depriving him from Charlie, she would miss him, too. I would miss him like hell. I would try traveling some weekends, it would be total crazy, but I would do this. This subject was still a thing for us, we had trouble because of touring before, we would try not to make the same mistakes. This was his life and we had to try best we could.

"Lyydia called me today." Ville said and I kept my face straight. "What did she want?"

"She said she still wants me to produce her album."