Infatuated With You (Guns N' Roses - Duff McKagan)

Chapter Sixty Three

Alison's doctor appointment went great, the doctor confirmed that she was in fact pregnant and even did a ultrasound on her during the same appointment. Alison was only in the first six weeks of her pregnancy, so the doctor couldn't say much, other than everything seemed to be okay so far. That was a huge relief in itself, for the pair of us. All Alison had to do now was break the news to Izzy, which couldn't be too hard, considering Izzy would be over the moon.

Returning back to the bus was the hardest thing I had to do and even Alison knew that I was struggling. I wasn't up for facing Duff, not after last nights events. I wasn't even sure if he would remember what happened after he returned back drunk, but that wasn't the point. He blamed me for not being pregnant and causing him to return to drinking heavily. That was not okay, not one bit. I had told Alison everything in the limousine ride back to the bus and she was completely disgusted by how Duff had acted out, she pretty much said that he can go fuck himself and that I didn't deserve to be treated like that. Which was different on her part, as she always tried to stick up for Duff and tell me that he feels sorry for himself.

"So whatcha gonna do now?" Alison asked as we stopped by the buses. We hadn't gotten out of the limousine just yet, only because I was yet to answer her question.

"I don't know, but I know what I really want to do." I forced a sarcastic smile to appear on my face.

"What's that?" Asked Alison, a hint of worry swirling around in her eyes.

"I want to get myself so fucked up, I don't even remember what problems I have." I say in quite a pleasant tone of voice. "I'll take a page out of Duff's book."

"Shell, I don't think that's a good idea." Alison shook her head in disapproval.

"Why not? If Duff thinks it's okay, why can't I do it?" I watch as the limousine driver came over to open the door for us.

"Because you are going to regret it." Was all Alison said before the door opened.

Not speaking a word as we both got out, I was about to walk straight to the bus I had been staying in but Alison stopped me. She never spoke a word, instead she pulled me in for a brief hug, which I reciprocated. But other than that, we both went our separate ways. She was going to meet up with Izzy and I was going to find my purse before I decided to go looking for a pub to drink in.

Entering the bus, my eyes dropped on Duff who was sitting beside Matt. They were having a decent conversation, that was until I walked in. Matt kind of patted Duff's shoulder before he got up and walked towards me. "Hey Shelia." He greeted me with a soft smile before passing me.

Sending daggers in Duff's direction, I watched as he offered me a very nervous smile. So he either got over himself or he had no memory of our fight last night, guess I would find out shortly.

"Hey babe." Duff gently spoke, but I completely ignored him.

Duff took this as a red flag and ripped out of his chair and followed me down to the back of the bus. "Shelia, what's wrong?" Duff asked as I entered the room and walked over to my suitcase. That was where I left my purse last, so it should be buried somewhere in there. "Shelia." Duff grabs my hand, but I rip out of his grasp.

"Leave me alone." I growl.

"Not until you tell me what's wrong." Duff retorts. "I told you last night I wasn't pissed at you, so why are you pissed at me?" Duff grabs my hand again and manages to swing me around to face him.

"You really don't remember?" I snapped angrily.

"Remember what? I know I got shit faced and I'm sorry for that." Duff looked completely clueless, yet he looked somewhat guilty knowing that he broke and went back to his drinking habit.