Chapter Ten- Every Breath You Take

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Where the hell am I? Why are my wrists... bound?

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"Phia? Sophia? Wake up."

My eyes slowly fluttered open and I looked up to see Slash, staring down at me. I sat up only to realize that I wasn't in my bed. In fact, I wasn't in any bed. I had been laying on the floor of a hotel room, in my jeans and black satin blouse, with my black patent leather stilettos kicked off and next to me.

Slash sank down onto the floor next to me and smiled,

"Good morning, beautiful." He said. I smiled,

"Good morning, handsome. What's going on?" I asked. He held out his hand and helped me up onto my feet,

"Last night you crashed here because Steven somehow ended up in your room and locked the door. Don't you remember?"

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"Ugh, I'm so tired. I'm gonna go to bed." I said, walking tiredly down the hall. My heels clicked across the tile as I approached my hotel room,

"Hey, wait." Slash said, grabbing my waist and spinning me around to face him. I laughed as he pushed me against the wall and wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me,

"Babe, come on, I have to go to bed, I'm tired..." I said. He sighed and rested his head down on my shoulder, hugging me tightly,

"No..." He said.

I laughed and unlocked the door from behind, which was quite difficult. I managed to turn around but Slash kept his arms wrapped around my waist. Once I got inside, I dropped my purse on the ground and sighed when I found that my bed had been overthrown by none other than Steven Adler.

"Ugh... Come on, Slash, I'm sleeping in your room." I said. He smiled and let go of me,

"Yay!" He said, grabbing my hand and dragging me across the hall.

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"Oh... yeah. How did I get on the floor, though?" I asked. Slash shrugged,

"Dunno. You fell asleep in the bed, I guess you must've fallen off. Come on." He said, pulling me onto the bed with him.

Slash and I had started to get a lot closer over that week and a half. I would hang out with him more often and we often ended up staring at each other when we thought nobody was watching. I felt Duff start to get a little more hostile towards Slash and he started to distance himself from me, which... hurt. A lot.

And I don't mean that it hurt my feelings or my pride, but it just... Hurt. It physically, mentally and emotionally pained me to be so distant from him. I lov- um... I really like Duff, and I wanted him to be close to me. I wanted him to want to be close to me.

But of course, I could use this as an opportunity to get closer with Slash, which is what I need. Isn't it? I mean I was always spending so much time with Duff, maybe being around Slash more would help my feelings towards him get stronger.

Or maybe I'd just realize how much I need Duff after all.

Slash left the room to take a shower, so I decided to go back to my room and kick Steven out so I could get ready. I unlocked the door to find Steven, laying on the couch with a bottle of water in one hand and a bottle of Advil in the other.

"Hey, room-stealer." I said, throwing my heels onto the ground next to my purse. Steven looked up,

"Hey, sorry about that... I don't even remember getting in here last night." He said, taking two Advil and washing them down with water. I laughed,

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