Let There Be Rock || Bon Scott (Completed)

Chapter 20 - Ride On

-Angela-
"BON SHE'S DEAD! SHE'S DEAD!" I screamed as I fell into Bon's arms. "ADELAIDE DIED LAST NIGHT! SHE SAID SHE WAS CLEAN!"

"Baby I know. I'm so sorry." Bon whispered as he kissed my forehead.

"I guess this is a lesson you know. But God it just hurts Bon it just hurts." To be quite honest, I felt quite numb. I knew this moment would hold significance come the future time. Bon continued to hold me as I cried, for the next hour or so nothing changed.

"Melody!" I ran into her arms as soon as she entered, and she was hysterically crying. Bon soon was nurturing the both of us.

When the house became more crowded, my negative feelings multiplied. My parents and all my siblings had come, Linda came to and offered her condolences, but it only caused overstimulation. I felt way too many emotions at once that I didn't know how to express.

"Angela I need to talk to you." Phil said as he came into my bedroom that at one point only I was sitting in. I dried my tears, setting down the used tissue on my lap. I'd noticed Phil had become nervous, he almost looked guilty. That did nothing for me, I was just eager for him to leave. My alone time was fairly valuable.

Death is a heavy subject to think about, even more traumatizing to talk about. Often, we try to make it bittersweet at best. Maybe that's why people play free bird at funerals all the time.

I suppose that coping mechanism is rather healthy; the thought of your loved ones trapped in agonizing pain with the chains of the earth wrapped around them is even more depressing.

The afterlife debate makes you think too. It goes past homophobic assholes telling gay kids they're going to burn in hell. Some say heaven is subjective for each deacsed victim. That "heaven" is whatever place they felt the most at comfort. I wonder what fate Adelaide ended with. What place made her happy. I'd wonder the same thing about Franky too, but I already knew it would be surrounded with attractive male models.

I knew Connor would not only be an angel, but a hot shot angelic surgeon. Adelaide was the only one that would leave me solving a mystery.

"Hey Phil. Hey babe." Bon sadly said as he made his way towards us. "How are you two feeling?"

"IT'S MY FAULT ADELAIDE DIED!" Phil stood up and shouted, not long before he burst into tears. "Angela I'm so sorry."

The room began to spin, and my heart was beating out of my chest. Bon quickly held me closer to him as I began the interrogation. "What..what do you mean?"

"SHE DIDN'T WANNA DO THE DRUGS ANGELA! IT WAS MY FUCKING FAULT AND I'M SORRY OKAY! I'M SO FUCKING SORRY! I SUGGESTED WE GET HIGH AND NOW SHE'S GONE! SHE'S GONE!"

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" I said through angry tears. "WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME. I HATE YOU!"

I gave him a dirty look, then proceeded to run out of the room crying. Once I got myself down the hall, I noticed Bon was standing behind me.

"He's gonna fucking pay for this! He's gonna fucking pay." I wailed out as I squeezed his hand. "I'm sorry am I hurting you?"

"No baby I can take it." He replied seriously. "You take all that anger you're feeling and you put it all on me. I can take it. You squeeze my fucking hand as hard as you need to becuase you are angry and you are in pain. And I'm here for you."

"Bon." I lowered my voice to a whisper and prepared myself for what I was about to say. "You need to listen to me okay?"

"Okay..."

"You need to fucking clean yourself up. And I mean it. No more drinking no more drugs. Becuase I....I am pregnant. This isn't how I wanted to tell you...but I'm having a baby...and we're gonna get married. I want to fucking marry you. And we'll be one big happy family. I don't EVER want to see something like what happened to Adelaide happen to you. Becuase I know for damn sure I won't be able to handle it."

Bon was obviously taken aback by this. But the state of shock he was in didn't rid of his sweet and tender heart.