Rumours Ruined Us

Panic

"Where the fuck is Stevie and John?" Mick exclaimed at the studio a few days later, a dishevelled looking Lindsey was sitting in the corner, sipping his scotch and tuning his guitar glumly. He was miserable and missed Stevie immensely. He felt terrible, he was now using Carol Ann because she reminded him of Stevie, he wanted to love her and he hoped over time maybe he could but he needed to try and find Stevie to see if they ever had another chance together, but she was nowhere to be found and he missed her, he even missed her yelling at him "Bucky have you seen them?" Mick asked walking closer after not getting a reply from anyone else.

"No one has seen them Mick!" Christine sighed heavily, walking closer unstably, she had been pushing Mick away after the night they started having sex, she just kept drinking and smoking herself into oblivion and knew she was using too much coke as well and she didn't feel well at all, each day she felt worse, so she kept drinking more and more and regretting her decision about the operation. Mick had tried to be there for her, but then Jenny had stopped by and he had been busy with their daughters and Christine seeing them and Jenny made her feel even worse.

"Fuck, are you alright?" Mick asked Christine, taking in her pale complexion and how she was shaking, he watched the ice cubs in her glass of vodka, hitting the edges of the glass "You don't usually have ice cubes in your vodka either!" He added.

"I thought it would make the drink last longer, been burning the candle too much!" Christine slurred, she felt feverish but didn't want to bother anyone, she just thought it was probably her liver from drinking so much.

"You look pissed already!" Mick stated and she shook her head, starting to rub her stomach as she felt even more pain.

"Chris, are you alright, you look really unwell!" Lindsey said standing up and she shook her head again, feeling nauseous as well.

"I'm just cold, must be the ice cubes!" She stuttered and took Lindsey's drink, quickly swigging it.

"Stop drinking then!" Mick stated and Christine winced, rubbing her stomach more, she was in pain and the pain was getting worse and worse, she presumed it was just from the surgery but she couldn't help gasping out more as her legs gave out from the pain and dizziness "Christine!" Mick exclaimed catching her and she threw up all over him, then losing consciousness.

"Call a fucking ambulance now!" Yelled Lindsey and Ken, Richard, Keith and JC all went into panic mode. 

Stevie listened to the ocean crashing, she was enjoying the few days break, but it was odd to.   She was rugged up in blanket, sat on the window seat, gazing out at the sea, one of John's joints in her hand with a glass of whiskey beside her.  Her head was hazy, confused and her mind drowning in a cocktail of drugs and alcohol but for this short time away with John in the beachfront hotel, she had felt free, they had fun, laughed a lot, drank a lot and had a lot of sex, it was odd, a bit like her time with Don, but John was warmer, more manly and had more of a sense of humour.  Stevie could tell why Christine had fallen for him, he was charming until he passed out drunk. 

She didn't regret her fling as much as she felt she should have though and she knew John didn't either, but it was odd and her moments alone, when John left her alone, which wasn't for long because he was lonely himself and she made him feel better too with her cheery spirit, she did feel bad though. 

The fact when she thought about their bandmates and failed relationships, her heart broke all over again and she couldn't stop missing Lindsey and she felt bad about being with John when she valued her friendship with Christine so much. She adored Christine and classified her as her best friend and confidant and she being intimate with her husband even though they were getting a divorce, she felt bad still and the only thing that got her mind of the guilt over everything was the drugs, alcohol and John.

"Hey!" John smiled stumbling over with another drink and resting his hand on Stevie's shoulder "You okay?" He asked rubbing the back of her neck, he had been enjoying himself too, but he sensed this was only temporary, that him and Stevie were both just using eachother as a release and he still missed Christine like he knew Stevie was missing Lindsey and he was glad Ken had let them have his suite at the ocean view hotel. 

"Yes, of course, thank you for this little time away, it has been lovely!" Stevie smiled genuinely.

"Thank you too!" John grinned and then the phone started ringing loudly.

"Who would that be?" Stevie asked.

"Probably someone for Ken!" John sighed going and picking it up "Hello?" He asked.

"You and Stevie need to get down here quick!" Said Ken panicked.

"The fucking album can wait!" John snapped.

"Christine has collapsed in excruciating pain, she has just been rushed to the hospital!" Ken stated quickly.

"What why?" John gasped his heart racing from the fear of what was happening to her.

"Something to do with her stomach, she started throwing up too, all over Mick because he was trying to catch her when she was falling over, just get down here!" Ken ordered and hung up.

"Stevie, fuck, we have to go, get ready now, Christine is in hospital!" John stuttered.

"Oh my God, why?" Stevie gulped.

"No one knows, we need to be there now!" John exclaimed grabbing his shirt and putting it on then, tossing Stevie's dress to her.