The Secret Child (Axl Rose FanFic)

Part 22.

I woke up in a haze immediately bringing my hand to my head as it began to pound. I tried to take in my surroundings, pale tan walls and a dresser sat around me as I looked down and noticed I was in a bed, a brown door infront of me, it wasn't a dream, he really put my ass in rehab. Tears began to flow again when I heard a knock on my door before it slowly opened.

"Ms. Blackwell? My name is Dr. Cindy Holland, I'm going to be your doctor for the duration of your stay, may I come in?" She asked as I nodded and I heard foot steps coming next to me where she sat down on the opposing chair.

"Do you know why you're here?" She asked as I nodded my head.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I shook my head no in response as she nodded understandingly.

"Each month you will be drug tested for the 6 months you're here ok?" I looked over at her as my eyes widened.

"6...6 months?!" I gasped out as she nodded her head. I felt more tears coming as she took hold of my hand.

"Shhh....it's going to be ok. Things will be just fine, all you need to do is be open and honest with me and trust that it will all be better soon" I looked over at her and her stupid positivity.

"Can you tell me about yourself?" She asked politely as I wiped my eyes.

"I'm 17" I said quietly as she wrote something down.

"And what is your drug of choice?"

"Cocaine, OxyContin, and occasionally alcohol" she continued writing as she spoke again.

"What do you mean by occasionally?" I sighed thinking she would be smart enough to know the definition of such a simple word.

"I don't drink heavily, every so often I'll drink but mainly I'll use drugs" she nodded her head in response.

"And why do you use?" She asked continuing to write. I thought for a moment not knowing if I was strong enough to bare a word.

"To numb the pain..." I whispered out as she looked up at me with a small smile, seeming pleased that I actually was being honest with her. She did the unexpected next, standing to her feet she bent over and gave me a hug which took me back.

"Dinner will be ready soon in the cafeteria, I'll have one of our nurses come get you when it's ready....thank you for your honesty with me" she said calmly before strolling out of my room. I sighed and rubbed my temples, depression and waves of anxiety taking over me. I didn't want to be here at all.