Love You Enough

Think About Me

The weeks passed and Stevie is losing the hope she fought so hard to hold onto. The tour was canceled, they did not promote their record and it was failing badly. Her mother called day after day to keep up with her and make sure she's still coping in a healthy way but after a while, Stevie stopped answering.

She was forced to get out of the house. She would do her hair and put on makeup, carefully choose an outfit and force a smile. Christine was coming to get her for a girls' lunch. It had been a few days since their last outing and Lindsey had called her to try and keep his wife busy. Being around people was helping Stevie and Lindsey thought he noticed progress. The only thing that still scared him was that she wouldn't give up coke. He would hide it, flush it, throw it away but it would always end up back in her makeup bag or her boot. She tried to do it in private but he would see the mess she had made, white powder on the counter or on her dressing table. Hopefully, she wouldn't use today since she would be with a friend. It was all he had to cling to.

Their tall blonde bandmate came to the door and Lindsey quickly answered it. She hugged him, knowing he needed it, and he stepped aside to let her into their house.

"How is she today?"

"Reclusive."

"Oh dear"

"She was crying again last night and she used. I've been trying to get her to stop."

"I will try to talk to her again"

"I don't know if you're going to get through to her but I hope you can. She uh, she's pregnant, Christine and I'm scared to death"

"Oh no. And she didn't cut it out, not even a little?"

"It's bad. With Leo she didn't touch a thing. She was so careful but this time, she's a mess. She can't see out of it. I don't want something to happen to her or the baby"

"This is an emergency. What about a program?"

"She won't go"

"Involuntary hold?"

"Im sure you have heard how they treat people who don't come in on their own. She won't be able to handle that."

"I know. It was a bad idea. How are you holding up?"

"I'm hanging in there"

"You can talk to me too, you know. I'm not here for Stevie alone"

"I know. Thank you"

"You're welcome. I think I'm going to go get her" Christine says, heading toward the stairs.

"Thank you for being here"

"No problem at all." She walks down the hall to their bedroom and finds Stevie in the bathroom, doing her makeup. "I heard the news" she says.

"Oh, did you?" She asks. "That's great"

"Congratulations" Christine says.

"Thank you"

"Are you happy?" She asks and Stevie looks at her, shrugging her shoulders slightly. Christine shakes her head. She's high.