To Love A Punk
Chapter Four: In My Time Of Need
It is now late Friday night. Karen has just taken a cab over to Dee Dee's house. She's concerned, because he was supposed to pick her up two hours ago. Karen knocks at the door for more than five minutes, before turning the door handle. Once discovering the door is unlocked, she lets herself inside.
Karen takes small steps forward, as she can hardly see anything. All the lights are off. She feels along the wall, until she can feel a light switch, and switches it on. The light blinds her for but a second, but her eyes quickly adjust to the brightness. Then she sees him, and her heart immediately begins to ache.
Dee Dee is passed out on the couch in the living room. Heroin needle beside him, on the couch, where he lay.
Needless to say, Karen was in a panic to say the least. Unsure of what else to do, she set her purse down on the coffee table, and used Dee Dee's phone to call Arturo. Once Arturo picked up, she explained the situation to him, in full detail. Arturo assured Karen that he would be there shortly to help.
While awaiting Arturo's arrival, Karen sat nervously on the couch with Dee Dee.
"Why did you do this again, baby? You were doing so well. Just, please don't leave me, I need you." She says, moving his hair out of the way and kissing his forehead.
Once Arturo arrived, he went straight over to Dee Dee, in a hurry.
"If we're going to do this, then let's do it. We're going to need to put him in an ice bath. It should wake him right up."
Karen and Arturo put Dee Dee in an ice bath, and just as Arturo said, he wakes up, just minutes later. Though, he's in total shock, when he notices Karen he covers himself right away, since he's completely naked.
Karen can see that Dee Dee is shivering, so she hands him his bathrobe and helps him put it on, he's still freezing cold so she wraps her arms around him. This both warms him up a little bit, and puts a smile on his face.
The bathrobe helped some but Dee Dee is still freezing from the ice bath, Arturo gives him a cup of fresh coffee from the pot he just made. The three sit down at the kitchen table to talk.
"I'm really sorry to put you guys though all of this." Dee Dee says, embarrassed.
"Just tell us why?" Arturo demands.
"I don't know. I guess I'm just nervous about the tour, it starts tomorrow. What do you want me to say, Arty?"
Karen remains silent.
"Dee Dee, at least tell me where the rest of your stash is hidden." Arty says.
"There's nothing left. Go ahead, and search the house if you want."
Arturo gets up, and walks over to the counter to get another cup of coffee, and Karen follows him.
"Arty." She whispers.
"What is it, Karen?"
"I think it's my fault, he's using again. I mean, maybe it's too much pressure to just randomly tell someone you've been in love with them for eight years." Karen says, as tears begin to fill her eyes.
"Of course this isn't your fault, dear. In fact, I think you're the best thing to happen to Dee Dee in a long time. And he knows that. Now I'm gonna leave, so you two can have some time to yourselves." Arturo says before leaving.
"I really think I should stay here tonight, Dee Dee. I'm just still really worried about you." Karen says, sitting down at the table, next to Dee Dee.
"It's really not necessary. I promise I'll behave, but if you want to, it's ok."
Dee Dee tried to deny it, but he was glad Karen decided to stay the night with him. He needed her. She was there, when he needed someone to hold. She was there when he'd wake up from a nightmare. She was there when he just wanted someone to talk to, or a shoulder to cry on. It was nice having someone love him, and it was nice having someone to love.
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To Love A Punk
FanficRamones fanfiction Karen has been in love with Dee Dee, for as long as she can remember. Though, not everything is as simple as it seems. Author's note: Written by myself, and my friend, Marie Warner.