Gateway Drug | Volume I

Gateway Drug | Part Twenty-Three

Warning(s):
Explicit language
Explicit sexual situations
Miscarriage

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I pull the heavily crimson soaked pad from my panties before wrapping it in toilet paper and throwing it away in the bathroom.

I've been bleeding and cramping nearly two weeks straight.

The Gynecologist office said my body should've been done cleaning itself out by the next week.

Once again a thing that was growing in me was reduced to a simple ultrasound picture and pregnancy test locked in a drawer that I knew no one would bother to go through.

I had to call Fred to tell him the test I took was a false positive, then I gave myself an hour to get it together, dried my eyes, and moved on.

Well, at least I thought I did.

I wash my hands and leave the bathroom to answer the ringing phone, nearly tripping over a sleeping Robbin in the process.

"Hello?" I ask, rubbing my forehead that's sore from the remains of a migraine.

"Hey, Viv, is Nikki up?" Doc's voice rings through my ears and I look at the clock that reads "4:00 p.m."

"No."

"Don't you think he should be?"

"No."

"Ohhkay." He sounds like he's biting back frustration. "Are you feeling okay? You're kinda snappy."

"You had them on the road for seven months straight. You're not about to bother mine on the Fourth of July. Fuck off and call back in a month."

"Well, the label's pushing for them to start rehearsals for the Monsters of Rock festival that's coming up in a few weeks." He explains and I roll my jaw.

"Well, you tell the label there's no use in riding a dick if it's already been milked for what it's worth." I hang up on him, and step to the kitchen to make some shitty coffee.

"Mornin'." I hear Robbin yawn out, and glare at him to see him stretching before I ignore him. "Are you still mad at me?"

I don't speak a word.

"Viv?"

Still nothing.

He snaps his fingers in my face and I pretend he doesn't exist.

"Hey, Sixx, I think your wife's broken!" He calls to Nikki.

"You fucked Tansy, dude, just be happy your prick isn't broken." Nikki replies tiredly in a sigh.

"The fuck does that mean?"

"It means you as so much as even look at Tansy again, I rip it clean off in one swift tug." I promise him and he cuts his eyes down at me.

"She wanted to." He argues.

"Because you wanted to. If you didn't come on to her, she wouldn't have given it a second thought."

"What?"

"Tansy logic: Sparkler is the only man in the world...until another man hints that he wants pussy from her." Nikki explains to him.

"Well, have you and her...?" Robbin asks Nikki out of pure curiosity and we both stop what we're doing immediately, and I look at him as he pretends to be busy.

"Have you?" I ask, laughing it off as a joke but he still doesn't answer, causing me to cross my arms and take a step closer to him. "Have. You?" I keep on and he lets out a breath.