Chris
"Publicity stunt?" I inquired raising an eyebrow. Lynn nodded and took a sip from her coffee. "Why Zonnique though? We're clearly not speaking" I ssighed leaning back in the spinning chair. It's been awhile since I seen or talked to her and it's obviously she hates my guts. I didn't hurt her intentionally but that's not even the point. I promised Zonnique I'd always be there for her but I'm not. "Chris it's what your fans want to see! I love Meghan dearly but your fanbase comes first" "Neither of them or going to like this idea at all" "Don't worry this dating thing won't begin until next year sometime before your next album" "Fine.." Once the press concert was over I headed straight home around four in the afternoon. The snow had only gotten worst but I managed to make it home safely. I trudged inside, breathing heavily from the long walk from the truck. I took off all my wet outerwear then headed upstairs to shower.
Within thirty minutes I had finished up feeling refreshed and relaxed somewhat. My head began throbbing thinking about what Lynn said earlier. I'm not sure I actually want to go along with this "publicity stunt". Though Zonnique and I were once a power couple, things have changed. I sighed before putting on some comfortable clothes. Afterwards Meghan walks inside holding her little white fluffy dog, playing with it's fur. She smiled at me before sitting down on our bed. "I was worried about you" "Why?" I asked laying across her lap. "Because it's a blizzard outside babe. How'd the meeting go anyways?" "Good.." I said uneasily, looking up at the ceiling. Honestly I'm not sure if I want to tell Meg about it. She gets in her feelings every time I mention Zonnique. I feel as if she's unsecure about our rerelationship. "Oh okay," Meghan replied tracing her nails through my hair. "Let's go watch a movie or something" "Frozen!" she screamed before running out of the room and downstairs.
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Zonnique
Around midnight, I couldn't help but toss and turn in my bed. Three whole days without any of my relievers- I can't take it anymore. I silently got up then slid my moccasins on before walking to the kitchen. As much as I want to quit it's going take time and frankly I'm not ready. I sat on the couch sitting indian style, inhaling the blunt then exhaling from my mouth. Immediately a rush of ecstasy went through my body. It wasn't my first time smoking so I was experienced. In the process of that, I continued to sip from my vodka bottle causing my head to spin. August didn't want me doing this anymore but I just couldn't stop myself. I became addicted. I continued my high with drinking half the bottle. Within minutes my vision began to fade and I lost control of everything. The last thing I remembered is seeing a white light then everything went blank.
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December 6th, 10:00 am, Chippewa hospital.
I groaned in aging pain, reopening my eyes. As my vision became clear I realized I wasn't in my bed anymore. I was in a hospital bed hooked up to an IV and breathing machine. How'd the hell did I possibly get here? It felt as if I couldn't breath at a normal pace. My chest pumped up and down quickly causing me to scream weakly. I slowly looked over to see the red help button. I pushed it immediately then blinked a few times. This definitely isn't a dream right now. Two nurses man in, one with black hair and the other had blonde. They both starred at me with shocked expressions. "You're finally awake Ms.Pullins, that's amazing" the black haired one said with a warm smile. "W-Why am I here?" I asked with confusion written all over my face. "Well you overdosed on alcohol and we also found traits of other drugs in your system-" "No way.." I shook my head vertically narrowing my eyebrows. "She's right Ms.Pullins. We're afraid that you may have a drinking problem. From your recent records, this isn't your first incident with things like this" the blonde spoke softly looking down at her clipboard. My eyes swelled up with tears hearing that. "Unfortunately due to the safety of your child, you are obligated to attend three months at a rehabilitation center in Santa Barbara-" "No! I am not leaving my child" I cried sitting up on the bed. She sighed. "It's either rehab or child protection services will get involved. There's a possibility you'll lose your daughter..." My heart dropped. I can't believe this automaton I'm being given. if someone took my baby away, I don't know how I'd cope. She's my everything. Rehab seems like the best option right now. I don't know how Aug will take this. Speaking of him, he's probably so disappointed in me. He thinks I'm an unfit parent... "O-Okay I'll go to rehab" I said almost inaudible. I'd sacrifice for my child any day. "Wise choice and if you're well behaved they may take off time" the blonde reassured causing me to sigh. "When I do I leave?" "First thing Friday morning well tomorrow after you check out the hospital" "Can I see my daughter if she's here?" I asked trying to suck away these tears. She nodded and looked at me sadly, "I'll go get her and the father right away" How am I going to explain this to Ariana and August?
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Sorry these chapters are short. ;(
but something is better than nothing right? lol Remember Chris knows nothing about Zonnique and her issues! Keep that in mind guys.
Thanks for reading though. ♥
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