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1980-July-Lindsey

Everything is totally not fine. We don't share a room and we don't even look at each other. Right after the show depending on the day Stevie or I will take the children but we go to separate hotels.

The twitching in my body is no better but something is off tonight, I can feel it. It's all going to go to shit. During rehearsal Christine is flat and Stevie is hoarse we're in Philidelphia this week, and all I want to do is get through the next month and a half. We're getting ready to end Rehearsal when Mick gets up and goes to grab something.

"Guys gather around," Mick announces.

"What is it?" John asks. Mick clears his throat and holds up the paper.

"Eagles drummer Don Henley is opening up about Fleetwood Mac frontwoman Stevie Nicks. The crooner has been linked to Stevie for almost a year now. There is no word if Nicks and husband and bandmate Lindsey Buckingham have divorced, but having spotted Don Henley at Stevie's Santa Monica home prior to Fleetwood Mac embarking on their third tour, promoting Tusk, we think it's safe to say that their marriage may very well be over. We've spoken to Don Henley, to try and get the scoop. 'Stevie is a great girl and we've had so much fun. Her album is going to be a big hit in. In a lot of ways, I could consider her my soulmate but she's married with two adorable children.'

'Have you met her kids?'

'No, I have not met them but she's talking about bringing them to an Eagles concert.'

'The eagles begin touring in September" Mick reads

"Do you know how inappropriate an Eagles concert is?" I yell my arm twitching.

"I've been to a couple. Backstage is a lot cleaner than out front. They're all so nice." She spits back.

"I bet you've fucked half them haven't you?" She looks away "How many?"

"Two, I slept with two are you happy now." Stevie sobs

"Wow," I say walking away.

Stevie's POV

We spit every song at each other tonight, but the chain takes the cake. My voice is raspy from overuse and crying. But Lindsey's first belt of "If you don't love me now, you will never love me again." Is nasty, angry, and downright heartbreaking. But I spit it right back at him We angrily sing the song to each other and I hold the tears back.

I honestly don't regret sleeping with Joe Walsh or Don Henley, but I wish I had gone about it differently. I love Lindsey but I just couldn't take it anymore. He's possessive , and he isn't understanding at all. He fights with Robin every chance he gets and it's getting old. I just hope we can work things out this tour. Especially when we go to San Francisco in August. Ruth is turning fifty-five and Greg and Merridith are throwing her a giant party. Martha will be there and I would hate to prove her right.

***

That night, while we were getting ready to go there's a knock at my dressing room door. My mom answers and exchanges some words then she waves me over.

"What?" I ask seeing our guitar tech and Lindsey's semi-assistant Ray Lindsey.

'We have to go to the hospital." Ray tells me.

"why?" I ask crossing my arms I'm still wearing my stage clothes.

"I didn't get Lindsey's guitars as fast as normal so I went to his dressing room. He was convulsing on the floor. So I called an ambulance. They just took him to the hospital. Stevie, it's bad When he stopped convulsing he wasn't breathing." Ray tells me.

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