34: INT. DRESSING ROOM NIGHT
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Meanwhile...
STEVEN: (snorting cocaine)
CYRINDA: You are so sexy!
STEVEN: (smiles at her) So are you baby! (both snort more cocaine)
JOE: (comes in) Hey Steven, we're leaving... (notices Cyrinda) What the fuck's going on here?
STEVEN: Heeeyyy Joe, wanna get in on this?
JOE: (rolls his eyes) (to Cyrinda) Could you give us a sec please?
CYRINDA: Sure. (to Steven) Call me sometime honey! (walks out)
JOE: (glares at him)
STEVEN: What?
JOE: You just got married to a great girl, what the hell are you doing screwing around with that trash?
STEVEN: Hey, she snuck past security and started making out with me, I couldn't stop her.
JOE: And when did you start using again?
STEVEN: Don't worry about it, it was just a little slip.
JOE: Steven, I gotta tell Rachael.
STEVEN: (shoves him up against the wall) YOU SAY A WORD TO HER AND YOU'RE OUT OF THE BAND!
JOE: Fine, I won't tell her. But you need to cut the shit. (storms out)
35: INT. STADIUM (BACKSTAGE AREA) NIGHT
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Rachael goes to tell Steven the news.
RACHAEL: Hey Joe, where's Steven? I need to talk to him.
JOE: He's sleeping in his dressing room... He, uh, said he had a migraine...
RACHAEL: Joe, it's important, I have to talk to him.
JOE: He's really not feeling good.
RACHAEL: Joe, what's going on?
JOE: Nothing...
RACHAEL: (pushes past him and goes inside)
JOE: Rach, wait!
36: INT. DRESSING ROOM NIGHT
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Rachael catches Steven.
RACHAEL: (barges in and sees them)
STEVEN: (stops kissing Cyrinda and sees her) Oh shit... Hey Rach...
RACHAEL: (calmly but angrily) Who's the broad?
CYRINDA: Who you calling a broad bitch?!
RACHAEL: Honey, you got five seconds to get off my husband before I kick your fucking ass.
CYRINDA: (looks her up and down and scoffs) You really think your skinny ass can hurt me?
RACHAEL: Try me bitch.
CYRINDA: Watch it slut!
STEVEN: Cyrinda, just get the fuck outta here.
CYRINDA: (sighs and glares at Rachael) (storms out)
RACHAEL: (arms folded)
STEVEN: I can explain.
RACHAEL: How long has this been going on?
STEVEN: Listen, she snuck past security and started making out with me.
RACHAEL: That may be true, but you sure as hell took your sweet time pulling away! And when did you start using again?!
STEVEN: GET OFF MY BACK ALRIGHT?! YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!
RACHAEL: Steven, I'm pregnant.
STEVEN: Wh-what?
RACHAEL: I said I'm pregnant.
STEVEN: How do you know I'm the father?
RACHAEL: Are you kidding me?!
STEVEN: Rach, I'm too stoned right now, can we talk about this later?
RACHAEL: (sighs and shakes her head) (notices his nose is bleeding) Your nose is bleeding. (goes to clean it) Here...
STEVEN: I'm not a child, I can do it myself.
RACHAEL: Honey, I know, but just let me take care of you.
STEVEN: I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP! (smacks her across the face)
RACHAEL: (shakes her head in tears) That's it. We're done. (storms out)
STEVEN: (puts his head in his hands)
JOE: (comes in and glares coldly at him)
STEVEN: What the fuck do you want?
JOE: You just lost the best girl you're ever gonna have, you need to get help man. (leaves)
STEVEN: (rolls his eyes and snorts more cocaine)
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What It Takes To Let You Go: A Steven Tyler Fan Fiction
Fanfiction1977. A young girl from Massachusetts ends up meeting the lead singer of Aerosmith, Steven Tyler. Will she get caught up in his wild lifestyle? Or will her love be able to change him?
