14 Years [GNR/Mötley Crüe]

33. Silent Night

Nadia:

I could hear some shitty band being played on MTV. For fuck sake turn that thing off.

I opened my eyes slowly. My entire body felt like I was revived after being run over by a train.

There was a weird feeling in my stomach and my head was feeling heavy.

"Oh, you woke up!" I heard a deep voice, I turned around to face him. Axl? What the fuck is he doing here?

Frowning at him I slowly got up and sat on the bed. I didn't know if I was hungry or if I just wanted to throw up, my head was paining like it could explode.

"What happened?" I asked him clutching my head

"I think you should be telling me that. What the hell were you doing last night?" He gave the 'I am pissed but I can't kill you' look.

"I went to Nikki's room, I asked him to shoot me up......." oh shit.

Realization hit me. Oh my god, what the hell was I thinking? Did I seriously give Nikki company in shooting up....... Heroin? My head hurts.

"Did I OD?" I asked him

"No. The dosage was a bit high. You just slept. For seventeen hours." He said crossing his arms across his chest glaring at me.

Well fuck it, I haven't slept in days, so.......... Nope, I can't justify this.

"When Fred opened his room door, you were just laying there on the corridor like you were in some coma. He took you to Mick, then we found from Slash that you were with Nikki. Seeing his strung-out condition it didn't take long to figure out." He said

I was feeling sick to my stomach. Oh fuck I am gonna throw up! I almost jumped out of the bed startling him and ran to the toilet puking my guts out. Tears were welling up in my eyes. Fuck me. God, if I knew this would be the aftereffect of having a night in paradise I wouldn't have touched that shit.

The more I threw up, the more I felt like throwing up yet again, I felt his hands rub my back soothingly.

After what felt like forever and after throwing up everything that I have eaten ever since I was born. It was finally over.

The headache was starting to decrease.

o0o

"What do you wanna eat?" He asked picking up the phone in the room.

"Nothing. I am not hungry." I shrugged

"No." He just simply stated

"Axl, I am not hungry, also why the fuck are you still here? I am fine now, go away." I said

I was getting irritated, why the fuck is he here??! I just want to sit down in peace and think.

"No." He said before picking up the phone and ordering something from the hotel's restaurant.

I gritted my teeth. I am losing it. Oh my god if someone told me I will have to go through this drama I swear I wouldn't have used it......

"Fine. You stay here. Stay here as long as you want. I will be inside until you leave." I said firmly before going to the bathroom and locking the door behind.

I sat on the counter. Seconds passed, minutes passed. I was inside for what felt like almost an hour and a half. I was no longer feeling angry. Sighing I got off the counter and opened the door slowly. He was just sitting on the bed watching TV.

"Oh hey, you are back. Great food just arrived." He said

I wasn't feeling hungry though I don't think I have eaten anything in more than half a day and puked my guts out earlier. But I know protesting was of no use.