Stevie woke up startled and hearing loud knocking drumming through her mind and making her lingering headache worse. She glanced beside her to see Christine still sleeping deeply. She climbed out of the bed, but doubled over as she was overwhelmed with a wave of nausea that quickly hit her and she barely made it to the bathroom, emptying her stomach in the sink quickly. The knocking didn't stop and she was already getting a worse headache as each one seemed to thump at her head. She knew she was most likely going to have a very difficult pregnancy and also was craving severely for a quick snort or drink.
She sighed heavily after wiping her mouth and cleaning the sink, dry heaving several times and barely stopping, then she made her way out and opened the door, anything to stop the knocking, anger coursed through her instantly as she saw Mick "Hey, I really need to talk to you!" He said loudly, looking and feeling awful himself.
"Is there anything left to say?" Stevie asked frowning, she didn't feel like yelling or fighting, she felt sick and alone, she just wanted to curl up and cry and be just held by someone, mainly Mick because she still felt the love for him and she always felt safe and adored with him, but now she felt foolish.
"There is a lot to say, I love you and Christine was a mistake, we had sex because clearly of the stupid pills we took and I know you are right, we shouldn't have taken them, but I was upset over my true feelings Stevie, about you because I didn't want to fuck up what we had and I went and did anyway because I am dumb with women, I'm only good at hitting my drums and trying to laugh off serious matters like love!" Mick hurriedly said.
Stevie looked down at the carpet trying to switch of her feelings for him, she wanted to believe him and felt like she knew he was telling the truth, he had never lied to her, out of everyone, he had been so honest and caring toward her but she felt insecure still, especially since they were all in the band together, she had no idea how her and Mick could even work out when her and Lindsey's relationship was shattered, even though it was already about to explode before they even joined.
Her biggest worry now was if Mick would really want her, especially with the baby or he may even think she did it to trap him, it was so much to deal with and she knew keeping the pregnancy was probably the worst thing she could do for their futures but she couldn't end it, the baby meant so much already "I cant think right now Mick, my head is cloudy, I drank too much last night as well!" She lied, fumbling for an excuse.
"Well maybe we could actually talk later, I feel like shit too, I'm still sorry, I regret the night with Christine, I wouldn't fuck her if I was sober!" He explained.
"Don't say that to her, you will hurt her feelings!" Stevie snapped.
"I didn't mean it like that!" Mick sighed and ran his hands through his hair in annoyance at himself.
"Was I one you regret too, you wouldn't have me if you were sober?" Stevie huffed, crossing her arms "Were you pilled out all the nights we made love together?" She asked, dreading his reply or look.
"I would have you any way I can, I bloody love you, let me take you out to dinner, like a real date like I should have done weeks ago and we talk like adults!" Mick offered, reaching out and brushing his fingers across her arm and she instantly felt the same magic as his skin met hers.
"I don't know Mick, I really don't but..." She paused as she looked up at him, chewing on her lip.
"Stevie its like you have something you want to tell me!" Mick stated.
"Everything has changed Mick, that's all, don't expect easy one-nights stands anymore with me, its much more complicated now!" Stevie admitted, gulping.
"Why because I fucked Christine, it meant nothing, to me it was just like wanking myself with my hand!" Mick exclaimed.
"You have no respect for your own so called friend Mick, that is cruel!" Stevie snapped, angrily "Forget the dinner too, I'm just another hand for your stupid tusk clearly too, if you can say that about your long term friend!" Stevie half yelled as she felt tears boiling in her eyes.
Mick felt like he was burying his own chance with Stevie by trying to hard to words things "I didn't mean it like that, fuck, I love her, but not like that, she is more like a sister!" He sighed.
"So you'd fuck your own sister if you were high?" Stevie sniggered.
"No, Stevie please, I am acting stupid because I fucking love you, I was venting to Christine about how I love a woman I am too scared of fucking things up with because I ruin everything, my marriage too!"
"Perfect example, your marriage with your beautiful wife who is my friend and your two little girls, I am a homewrecker!" Stevie stammered holding back her tears of guilt.
"Jenny and I were over first, she cheated on me Stevie, clearly because I am a loser, no one wants me!" Mick stated feeling deflated.
"I did want you, but you don't want me and you wont step up when I need you too!" She stuttered and then clamped her hand over mouth feeling sicker by the second "Go away!" She yelled and then closed the door, running back to the bathroom.
"Stevie, dinner please!" He begged and she heard him as she heaved over the sink, starting to cry.
