Come And Save Me, Tonight.

I Wanna Know Why

My heart stopped for a moment, and then began to beat quicker and quicker until I felt as though I was going to pass out.

"Hey, darlin' you don't look so good. Are you okay?" Jason asked me. 

I felt a little woozy so I sat, well... more like fell, down into my chair as Jason was gripping my hand.

I noticed Eddie was standing at the end of the catwalk, so I just pointed, and Jason seemed to understand what I needed.

"Hey! Sir! Uh.... Eddie!" He called out "Eddie! Come quick!"

Eddie looked over and saw me hunched over in my chair, trying to calm myself down, and came rushing over to us. Knowing exactly what I needed, he picked me up, and carried me backstage and into Stevens dressing room. 

As he burst through the door, and sat me down on the leather couch that was in the dressing room, Steven came rushing over to me.

"Baby! Are you okay!? What happened? What's wrong?" He paniced "DID THAT ASSHOLE DO SOMETHING TO YOU?!" He started shouting, and then he realised Jason was standing behind Eddie.

Steven stormed up to him. Screaming. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HER?!"

Eddie broke them up and treated them like they were 5 again, and had Jason sit at one corner of the room, while Steven sat down next to me. 

When I finally caught my breath, and calmed down. I spoke.

"It was him..." I started

"I KNEW IT, YOU SICK FUCK, WHAT DID YO-" Stevan began.

"Babe... no, stop, not him... It was Kyle." I looked at him. with panic running across my face.

"But... that's not possible. He's not allowed at any of our concerts. The restraining order says so. All of the security guards know what he looks like, and wont let him in." He rubbed my back trying to assure me that everything was okay.

"No. I saw him. He was at the other end of the cat walk. Directly across from me. I didn't notice him all concert, until the end of Dream On, right before you guys walked off stage." I stammered

"Wait... may I interrupt?" Jason asked.

"Not unless you've got something important to say." Steven growled. 

"Steven.. please stop. None of this is his fault. Calm down. Think rationally, please." I begged Steven. "What's up, Jason?" I asked.

"Well... I was just wondering... Who's this Kyle, you keep talking about?" Jason asked. Something about the tone of his voice, made me believe he knew exactly who I was talking about. 

"My douchebag ex-boyfriend. He was abusive, so Steven and I got a restraining order against him, for our protection." I said.

"What's his name... like full name?" Jason seemed wary.

"Kyle Wolf." I stated. The name burned my throat. 

"Is he from South Carolina?" Jason bowed his head. 

"Yes......" I eyed him. "Do you know him?" I asked, though I already knew the answer. 

"He's my brother...." Jason seemed very upset. 

"SO YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS THE WHOLE TIME, YOU PRICK?!" Stevens voice cracked he yelled so loud, which doesn't usually happen to Steven Tyler. 

"No, I swear I didn't know a thing." Jason pleaded.

"You've got 5 minutes to explain your side of the story, or I'm calling the cops. Why is he here? How didn't you know that we dated for almost a year?" I asked. Pained by the situation at hand. 

"Okay, okay. Let me explain." He started. " I haven't spoken to Kyle in about 4 years. Our family is from Hawaii, and when Kyle decided he was going to USC for school, I was worried about him being out there all alone. We tried to keep talking at first, I mean.. He's my brother, of course I wanna keep in touch with him, but things just kinda fell apart. We were polar opposites growing up. I was always the first one to makes friends and be happy and lively and outgoing, but he was always the first one to try drugs, or go to parties, and drink. You know, stereotypical 'bad boy' if you will." He paused, eyeing my up and down, hoping I'd believe his story.

"He came here about a week or two ago, to visit the family, you know? He seemed different. Dark, kinda like he lost his soul, almost. He was with me today, on the beach and I guess he saw you and dared me to go talk to you, but he never told me who you were. He just told me, to go up to the prettiest girl on the beach and see if I could get a date, pointing at you, and he handed me two Aerosmith tickets, and VIP passes. He said he had a ticket too, and that he'd be just on the otherside of the cat walk if I needed him to bail me out of a crappy date." He seemed genuinely scared, not knowing what he got himself into. 

"I swear to you, Mia... Mr. Tyler... I had no knowlege of the situation. I didn't know Kyle ever had a girlfriend down in South Carolina, and I definitely didn't know that he beat her, or that she had a restraining order on him. I didn't know any of this. I know he broke the rules, being at the concert and all. But can you just let him go? I'll leave quietly, and when I get home tonight, I'll talk to him about it. He listens to me. He'll leave you guys alone, I promise." Jason begged. 

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It's all a coincidence? All..... FATE?! That couldn't be the case. Things don't just happen like that. I was furious and I just couldn't handle this anymore. Steven opened his mouth to say something, but I just shut him up.

"No." I said flatly, trying to control my temper. It boiled over like water in a pot, and I couldn't have the pressure anymore. "NO." I shouted. "I CAN'T FUCKING DO THIS ANYMORE. I'M GONNA HAVE THIS PRICK ARRESTED. I'M TIRED OF LIVING IN FEAR. I'M TIRED OF TURNING EVERY CORNER THINKING THAT I'M GOING TO RUN INTO AND BE BRUTALLY RAPED OR MURDERED. I'M FUCKING SICK OF IT." I shouted. 

Then... My dreams... or nightmares.... became a reality. The door burst open, with Kyle standing in the entrance, holding a gun up towards Steven. 

"SHE WILL BE MINE. SHE HAS TO BE. I LOVE HER." He shouted, and pulled the trigger.