I woke up to find Flake and a member from Ghost in my room. I was looking at them. I have no idea how much time had passed. The member of Ghost looked at me and got up. He left the room and came back with the doctor. I was told I had to do therapy but beside that I was doing better and had to be on meds the rest of my life.
"Flake, what have I missed."
"I am Alpha and I will tell you. We have been with you and your band mates all this time. Except one because he quite the band and will not answer his door or phone. We are worried about him it has been five months."
"This is bad."
"I agree."
It took a year of therapy. I was 100 percent and as strong as I was before. I was allowed to go home. Ghost decided to start the tour we never finished once we were ready. But, first I had to deal with Paul.
I found my spare key to his house. I then opened he door. It was a train wreak. It looked like a tornado hit it. You couldn't see the floor. What the hell happened. I looked through all the rooms and didn't find him. Then I went into his bedroom and found a picture of me and him. It looked like it had blood on it. I then walked downstairs to his office. I found Whiskey and bourbon bottles everywhere. I then saw Paul on the floor and blood coming from his wrist. What has he done. I grabbed his first aid kit and tried to stop the bleeding.
I wrapped it tight and I got him. I picked him up and put him in my vehicle. I took him to the hospital.
He had to have stitches. They gave him meds by IV to calm him down. Then they prescribed him some meds to help him with his nerves. I was allowed to take him home after they gave him the meds. I had to carry him.
I walked into the house with him and laid him on the bed. I called the two bands and told them what happened. Both bands came over and helped me clean Paul's house. It was a mess.
When It was all cleaned they left and I took a shower. I then laid in bed with Paul. I put him in my arms. I picked him up and moved him to the couch. I cuddled with him on my lap. I wondered why he did what he did. I then had a knock on the door. I yelled come in. It was a member of Ghost and Till.
"I found this in the Office downstairs. I am Papa Emeritus III"
He handed me a paper. I read it.
Richard,
If you get this I am long gone. I have nothing left to give. I am nothing but trouble. I know I am the last person you want to see in the band. I know you guys will do well without me. I am sorry for being a fuck up.
Love,
Paul.🙂
Ps. Everything is my fault.
I hugged Paul's lifeless body tightly. He was still sedated. I then started to cry.
"You love him don't you." Said Papa III.
"Yes, I do."
"You both should give love a chance."
With that him and Till left. Till did not say a word. That was weird. I do think we should give love a chance if he is willing.
I carried him back to bed and laid him down. I then walked downstairs to his office and looked around. I sat at his desk and found a lot of Rammstein pictures.
I found happy pictures of me and him and angry ones. I found one the day we switched back. I looked on the back to find Omega took it. I found why Paul was a mess. He thinks the reason we were falling apart was his fault. It all goes back to the start of Rammstein when no one wanted to give him a chance but Till.
I can't let him blame himself it is all our faults. I have to say this is bad. I think I may know how to help him now. I turned to leave the office when something caught my eye. It was a needle.
I was thinking no please no. I ran upstairs and called the doctor. He read the test. He had said that it was a low shot of Heroin.
I was thinking how did they miss that when it was on the paper. Paul what did you get yourself into. I was told he would go through withdraw but not bad. He didn't need admitted. He was still allowed to take the meds and he also had cocaine in his system.
That is what was going to make this a hard withdraw but still not enough to admit him. I was like are you crazy.
I went back down to the office and got rid of all that stuff. I quite smoking and I felt better. I hated seeing Paul this way. How did it get this far without anyone noticing. I went back to the office and got out one of Paul's Les Paul's and started to play it. Not my kind of guitar but it will do for now. I started to play In my Tears by Emigrate.
I then heard yelling upstairs. I ran upstairs and went to Paul. He looked to be in pain. I picked him up and took him to the couch. I laid with him and cuddled. I had my hands around him and he was on top of me. I wasn't going to let him suffer anymore.
I fell asleep and that was a mistake. I forgot to lock the door and that was a mistake. I would regret both decisions.
I woke up to find a guy with a needle in the room. I lifted Paul off me and I got into a fight with the guy. He said something about we would regret this and he would be back.
Paul what did you get yourself into. I had a bad feeling and called the band and Ghost and we all put trackers on all electric devices. We are all friends now. I didn't want something to happen to anyone.
I picked up Paul and took him to bed. I locked the door and then went to bed with Paul.
I woke up to find Paul convulsing. I was told that was going to happen. I hoped this would be over soon. I hated to see him like this. He has not opened his eyes once scince I found him. It looked like there was no life left in him. I didn't know if he could hear me. I miss the Paul we all know. This is I don't know maybe dead inside
Paul and I don't like it.
He stopped convulsing. "Paul, Please, come back we miss you. I miss you. I love you Paul."
I walked out of the room to get some coffee and came back to find Paul on the floor. I picked him up and put him back on the bed. I thought how is this going to go.
I woke up to find Paul gone. This had been four months later. I had a bad feeling about this. I went into the basement and I found him. He was playing guitar. I was shocked. This was the first time I have seen him awake.
"Paul, how do you feel?"
"A lot better thanks to you. I have to ask why? How are you feeling?"
"Good and I love you."
He put down the guitar and got something and it was a ring. He had asked and I said yes and we eloped. Best feeling ever.
Except something is missing I couldn't figure out what it was. I was trying to place it but couldn't. I moved in with Paul. But, something was still missing.
