"So you didn't try to kill yourself?" John asked Christine confused still.
"For fuck sake, no, as if! I just smashed a glass because I was fucking angry at that idiot for what he has done to Stevie! The poor girl is in rehab and she walked in on Mick and I doing things which I don't even remember!" Christine exclaimed annoyed.
"You got my wife high and then fucked her?" John snapped at Mick, still annoyed himself over the situation.
"We both got off our faces on some dumb pills from Fuckingham and were just upset over well, people we loved!" Christine sighed and looked down, picking at her nails and thinking about John, he had been on her mind that night that night and how much she missed him.
"I am sorry Chris if you feel like I used you, but I don't even remember it. I am just glad you didn't try to kill yourself, I thought you wouldn't do something like that but I worried you were that down over everything and I felt guilty!" Mick said and ruffled her hair and she rolled her eyes at him "Stevie heard about it though and called me, so I am going to meet with her today, I was just dropping things off here for you and Johnny, I am truly sorry about the whole fiasco though and I am glad you will be alright Chris!"
"She called?" Christine inquired only focusing on that part of his sentence "She doesn't think I tried to fucking kill myself too does she, this is just like someone has cursed me! You fuck me, probably knocked me up and then I smash a glass that cuts my fucking vein, I could punch your face in Mick, your dumb cock jinxed me!" She snapped and him and even John couldn't help chuckling "Its not funny, I'm stuck in here now, I feel like I am in fucking rehab and thanks for saying I tried to kill myself, now I will be locked up for it!"
"Hey, I will set things straight, we are still married ok, so I am your next of kin, its ok babe!" John soothed.
"You better or I will murder Mick!" She glared.
"John, help me!" Mick squealed playfully.
"Nah, she has every right to murder you!" John teased, even though he was letting slide what happened and Christine smirked.
"Please no, the penguin and the songbird are teaming up on me, help!" Mick chuckled.
"You are free for now, just go see if our Stevie is alright!" Christine smiled and got more comfortable in the bed "John, please get me out of here too, I'm stitched up now, I want to go back to the hotel ok!" She frowned and reached out at his hand.
"I will do what I can alright!" John smiled and kissed her forehead "But I will be looking after you until your wrist heals ok and that's final!" He said firmly.
"You don own me!" Christine glared.
"No, but I want to make sure you rest because you are so fucking stubborn!" John laughed and she couldn't help smile.
"Fine but no stopping me from drinking and smoking alright!" She stated.
"What about the potential maybe Fleetwood?" John asked.
'Fuck up about that, I'm not even late yet, just get me out of here and I will think later!" Christine said sternly.
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Mick soon left and drove to the address of where Stevie was supposed to be, after a lot of hassle, he was finally allowed to see her "Steph!" He exclaimed seeing her huddling herself and looking frail in a soft pink dressing gown and slippers as walked over to him from a distance, he never thought meeting his now pregnant lover could feel romantic, but somehow to him it did, to her as well, even thought she was fighting those feelings off like they were the plague.
"Mick!" She stammered about to cry as he raced over to her and pulled her into a hug, which she realised how much she needed his arms around her before trying to stop him. She missed his warmth and the smell of his aftershave, his smile, his laugh, his everything.
"I'm so sorry, how are you and the baby?" He asked gently, pulling back and rubbing her slim arms, so happy to see and touch her again.
"We are stressed, quitting is so hard Mick, I hate it here, its lonely but refreshing, but so lonely!" She stammered and gulped as she looked up at him.
"Oh Stevie, I wish I could help, I'm sorry about the baby!" He exclaimed but she got defiant.
"Well I'm not, I already saw it, it has a heartbeat! It is a little person we made!" She snapped and rested her hands on her stomach protectivley "It means everything to me, that is why I am going through what feels like hell to get sober and clean for this baby!"
"Stevie, you are amazing!" He smiled "You will be a wonderful mother, you are such a wonderful woman!"
Stevie felt her cheeks blushing and she tried to stay angry with him but couldn't and then her mind flicked back onto Christine after she thought about the reason her and Mick were supposedly over "How is Chris?"
"She is in hospital, but it wasn't suicide, she was mad at me once she found out about us, I also think she felt guilty and she smashed a glass, it accidentally cut her vein but she is healing!" Mick explained and Stevie started crying.
"She still could have died over me, she really cares that much!" Stevie frowned and Mick nodded.
"Its my mess though Steph, not yours or Chris', I am sorry but I know it sounds odd coming from me, but Jenny and I are over, we were a long time ago! I want you and I want to raise the baby with you, I love you Stevie!"
