You guys know that moment when you feel like crap and life is worth nothing? Yep, I'm living that moment, in my basement, with a bottle of Jack, one of vodka (which is already empty) and lots of coke, trying to destroy myself. Life hasn't been the same since I left Guns' house. It's been depressive, I can say. I still go to work. That's the only thing I didn't give up on. Today I asked to take the day off and Bill agreed. He said that I looked tired so he gave me the day to rest.
I basically just get out of the house to go to work, I don't even go to the grocery store, it's Steven who buys me food.
Steven is now the only one I'm talking to. He visits me everyday to check on me. He really is a good friend. He supports me.
Last week I received a call from Alexis, telling me that she wanted to ask me more questions because Rolling Stone loved me and wants a big ass article for the next release. So she came, she asked her questions and I also did a photoshoot.
To be honest, I didn't feel like it, but I did it anyways. She said the photos were amazing and the information for the article was good.
Anyways.
I decide to play some guitar and Patience comes out. It's a beautiful song, you know.
When I finish playing it and singing it, I hear someone clapping behind me. I turn around and I see Steven with a big smile on his face, looking straight at me.
"Oh, Steve, it's you." I great him. "How did you get in?" I ask, landing the guitar on the floor.
"The backdoor was opened..." He gets closer and his smile disappears.
"Oh-" I'm not able to finish the sentence because he cuts me off.
"Sheena, what is this?" He asks loud but not yelling, pointing to the coffee table with the quote I miss you so much written with coke. Half of the H of the word much was already snorted.
"Ah-" I can't speak. The words are stuck in my throat. It turns difficult to breathe and the oxygen of the room scarces second by second and it seems not enought. I start panicking. My body is sweating and shaking like hell. "Sheena, what's wrong?" His voice has a worried tone. He kneels in front of me and tries to calm me down. "What do I do, please tell me." He says, desperately.
"In the living room-" I stop and try to catch my breath. "There's a box of pills, on the coffee table." I say, without breath. Steven quickly gets up and runs upstairs. I try to catch some coke and I snort it. It always helps. I can't move, my vision is all blurry, my hands are shaking like hell and all I can do is to grab the bottle of Jack. I can't think straight. This will never pass, right? Death is the solution. With death, this will go away and I'll be peaceful. I guess it's time. No more suffering.
Out of nowhere I see Steven handing me the box of pills and I grab it, putting half of the pills in my mouth and drinking good spins of Jack. After taking the pills all I can see is darkness.
Steven's POV
I watch Sheena taking the pills and some seconds later she falls on the couch.
"SHEENA!" I yell, kneeling by her. I shake her but she doesn't wake up. "No, no, no, no." I say, shaking and picking her up in bridal style and I run to the living room.
I lay her on the couch and go to the kitchen, where her phone is, to call an ambulance. After calling 911 I call the guys and it's Izzy who picks up the phone.
In panick, I tell him the situation.
"Izzy, I don't know what to do, she doesn't answer." I say, almost crying.
"Steve, calm down. Everything is going to be ok. I'm coming, wait." He says and hangs up.
Izzy and the ambulance arrived at the same time and he told me to go in the ambulance with her.
Today is going to be a long day.
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Me and Izzy are at the hospital. The rest of the guys didn't arrived yet and no-one come with news.
I set up from the uncomfortable chair and start walking around, impatiently.
This is my fault. I gave her the pills. Slash is going to kill me. The guys don't know that I visit Sheena everyday. I'm the only one who has been talking to her.They are not mad at her, nobody really knows what happened. Me and Duff are the only ones who knows, but Duff is too ashamed to talk to her.
Izzy says she needs her space and doesn't want to bother her, so he doesn't talk to her. Axl is too busy with Erin, but I know he's worried about Sheena, he adores her and when she left he wanted to go to her house and plead her to come back.
And Slash, well, Slash doesn't talk to anyone. He's always locked up in his room drinking. I think he doesn't even play guitar anymore. He barely sleeps and refuses to get out of the room.
The last time I went to check on him, he was sleeping hugged to Sheena's gibson and to a frame with a picture of the two kissing.
"Steve, calm down." Izzy says impatiently and I glare him.
"How can I? My best friend his somewhere behind those doors and I don't even know if she's alive!" I exclaim, poiting to the doors that we don't have access to.
"She's going to make it." He usures me and I open my mouth to speak, but close it immediately when I see a angry Slah coming in my direction.
"Where is she? What have you done?" He yells, poiting at me with angry eyes.
"I didn't do anything!" I yell back.
"What were you doing with here? Are you two having an affair? Are you the reason she left me?" His tone of voice doesn't stop raising. I think everyone in L.A. can hear what he's saying.
"Are you listening to what you're saying?" I shout, angry. "I was with her because she's my best friend and she needs someone by her side to support her."
"I was by her side supporting her, she was the one who left."
"Guys, calm down. This is not going to help." Izzy says in is calm tone of voice.
"Do you know anything about her state?" Slash asks, quietly and low this time.
"No." I sigh. "It's been a hour and nothing." I say, and Duff and Axl appear in the room. Jade is with them too.
"How is she?" Axl asks, sighing.
"We don't know yet." Izzy replies. And I hear a voice behind me.
"Are you here for Sheena Grohl?" I turn around and I see a doctor. Finally.
"Yes!" We all answer in union, desperate for news.
"Is she alive?" Jade asks anxiously.
"Yes, she is and she's stable." He says and we all sigh in relief. "But she's in coma."
"What?" We all yell at the same time in shock. In coma? What? Shit. I'm frozen. I can't think. I can't talk. I just look at the doctor.
"How?" Slash asks.
"We found alcohol, cocaine and pills in her system." He says.
"What kind of pills?" Izzy asks, interrupting the doctor.
"Pills for anxiety. If she's taking them, she should know that they can't be taken mixed with alcohol, it can kill." The doctor explains and we all listen carefully, not saying a word.
"Does it means, that s-she t-tried to k-kill herself?" Slash asks, stumbling in his own words, breaking the silence up.
"It's a possibility..." He sighs.
"Can we see her?" Slash asks and the doctor nods.
"But only one at the time. She's in the room 208." The doctors adds and Slash is the first one who goes, following the the doctor.
Why Sheena? Why did you do this?
A/N: Please, don't kill me after this.
I'm sorry. I'm crying :'(
Comment, vote and don't kill me. :((
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