The weeks had passed by, all of the band were all just getting by in a drugged up haze as they worked on their album every spare minute of the day, they were just using cocaine to stay awake as long as possible, barely sleeping and drinking litres of alcohol to help cope with all the fighting and icy looks.
Stevie and Mick had continued getting high and drunk together, John and Christine were fighting and just getting drunk most of the time and Lindsey was brooding and putting all his raw emotions into the music while parading Carol Ann around to try and annoy Stevie and make her jealous.
Things had taken a major turn for Stevie though and she felt like a complete idiot. She hadnt told anyone how ill she had been, not even Christine her best friend. She was so upset as she sat on the edge of her bed, she was over a week late with her period. SHe always knew when she was due to get it, because she kept track in her journal, even when she was high or drunk, she still made a point of writing in it, every night. Her period was never late, it was like clockwork in the middle of every month and she was so terrified.
Deep down she knew she was pregnant, she could feel the different energy like when she had carried her 'Sara' for that short amount of time and it crushed her mentally and she didn't even think she could get pregnant after an abortion anyway, rumours were it ruined your chance of conceiving ever again. Ciggarettes were making her feel sick, she kept eating and the brandy made her feel lightheaded. She was tired even after all the cocaine she was snorting. She felt so stupid, that her and Mick hadnt been careful. He hadnt even worn a condom or suggested it and she hadnt asked him too because they really werent thinking when they were falling into bed together.
It was as though they were so attracted to eachother that their thoughts went out the window and lust and love took over and there it was again in her mind, she loved him. Se burst into tears though, he would hate her, probably want her to get rid of the baby too, think she planned it all to trap him.
She cried harder and she laid back on the bed and curled up into a ball, she wanted someone to hold her, but she didn't want anyone to know. Most of all she wanted to be with Mick, but that impossible and could break the band. She also couldn't bear another abortion. If she was pregnant which she was sure she was, she would continue the pregnancy, not matter what was said. She wished she had with Sara, but now it was gone, it didn't matter what for.
She gently rested her hand over her slightly bloated stomach, she always noticed everything with her body, maybe it was intuition too, but she decided to do the adult thing and go get checked at the doctor, so she could get clean and give the baby the best chance at survival. She made up her mind, with or without Mick's support, she was having this child.
The appointment flew by, the doctor agreed about her prediction. She took a pregnancy test that came back as positive and was awaiting the blood test results but she and the doctor were certain it was a pregnancy. Stevie rustled with decision as she slipped back into the hotel bed. She felt numb, probably still from the high amount of cocaine in her system too but a little voice in her mind made her want to tell Mick but instead she decided to tell Christine first.
She sighed heavily and drank three cups of water, pretending it was vodka before she slipped on her moccasins and trundled up the hall. She felt nauseous and dizzy as she made her way up the hall, soon at Christine's door that was open slightly, so she opened it completely and made her way inside, looking for Christine for advice, but her heart fell to her feet, her illusions shattered when she walked into the bed room and saw Christine on all fours with Mick stood behind her, fucking her doggy style as she yelled out, gasping.
