I felt a strong pounding in my head when I woke up, I couldn't remember anything from the night before but the hangover sure gave me some idea.
I opened my eyes slowly adjusting to the bright white encompassing the room. It was only then I realised that id wound up in a fucking hospital of all places. What the fuck?
I looked around the room to see nobody here. Maybe I was dreaming? It was only then a youngish woman came in, beaming me a toothy grin as she held a file to her chest.
She took a look over he notes, "Miss Heath?"
"Yeah" my voice was heavy with sleep and confusion.
"You have some visitors" she left before I could even ask why I was here. Or what was wrong with me. But to my surprise in walked my band, all sporting worried expressions.
They rushed up to me and gave a group hug, trying not to crush my fragile frame.
"Lynn thank god you're okay!" Randy cried out, his voice muffled by my hair.
"Man we thought you were a gonner" Lee said honestly, earning a few harsh glares from Danny and Randy. I wasn't offended.
"Thanks guys" I gave them a smile as they each took a seat on the hospital chairs, "So, what happened?"
The guys began to explain my drug fuelled night of hell. I had overdosed on heroin and almost died. Punk rock if you ask me. But they didn't seem to share the opinion.
It was now later on in the day and I had been discharged, I was walking out the hospital doors, clinging to Danny's side.
"I was really worried about you Lynn" he whispered to me.
"Thanks Danny" I gave him a smile and a peck on the cheek.
We all headed into a cab and drove back to the tour site the drive gave me change to remember Nikki and what had happened. Fuck.
With my newfound knowledge ringing in my mind, I sheepishly got out of the cab and turned to grab my things. Before I could however, I heard the familiar voices in the distance.
"LYNN!" I jolted around to see Tommy and Vince running full speed at me, they collapsed into me and gave a bone-crushing hug.
"Man we were worried sick!" Tommy's concerned face almost made me burst out in tears, i'd never seen him so scared.
"Well i'm fine now" I shrugged, I looked at Mick and saw that there was no Nikki with them. Mick of course being the responsible one took this chance to give me a stern lecture.
"Seriously Lynn? Heroin? you know what that shit can do, you've seen what it's done to Nikki?" he seemed really disappointed in me, which saddened me to my core.
"I'm sorry Mick, really I am, I was just upset about things and wanted an escape I guess"
He sighed, "At least you're okay"
Thankfully we didn't have a show tonight, not that I would be able to play anyway in the state I was in.
The two bands were currently at dinner, Doc had organised a real sophisticated meal — probably a ploy to make me eat, but nevertheless I went.
Nikki still hadn't shown up and I found myself a little saddened by his lack of appearance. We all chatted about the upcoming dates and how we were nearing the end of the tour, six months had really flown by. Me and Mick were discussing guitars when we heard a loud bang followed by an even louder smash.
In waltzed a very ill, drunk and high Nikki. Knocking down everything in his path whether it be food, people or tables. He was heading for us. He had an angry look on his face and it truly scared me to see Nikki this way.
"You!" he snarled, pointing an accusatory finger at me.
"What Nikki?" I tried to hide the nervous quiver in my voice. Doc and a few of the guys were trying to pull him away from me but he was still trying to release himself.
"Look what you've done to me?!" he shouted, I didn't know what to do I just stared at him, dumbfounded.
Tommy grabbed his arm "Not the time dude"
"No, all this girl does is cause trouble! She fucks with your head!" he was being really loud at this point, drawing in eyes of the people in surrounding tables.
"What are you talking about Nikki?" I raised my voice slightly.
"You fuck everything up! You make guys like me like you and want to be with you" he took a ragged breath, "but then you turn them down and when they get angry you try and kill your self? Your so selfish!" I ignored all his insults and focused on his less hurtful words.
Nikki likes me?
