I Will Follow You

It felt like everything went in slow motion, from slamming the door shut on Sarah and running to the bathroom to me taking 3 lines of cocaine. I guess you could say I've gotten a little addicted to the drug. Why? Love hurts. I knew something wasn't right with Vic and so, I held my guard up. Banging on the bathroom door shook me up. I looked towards the door and hoped to God he would give in soon. "Scarlett you have to open the door please." He begged.

I didn't say a word though, I just flushed the rest of the drugs down the toilet and sorted myself out. I still had the same dress on as last night and my makeup untouched. I ran my fingers through my hair and shook myself. "He broke your heart again girl, Patrick was right." I said softly to myself in the mirror.

"Scarlett I will break this door down." Vic warned. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the door, opening it and walking past him. I noticed Sarah sitting on the bed, breaking down into pieces. I felt bad for her though. She doesn't deserve this pain. "Listen I need to explain." Vic said desperately.

I spun around and looked at him. "Okay explain how you lied about breaking up with your girlfriend and then MARRIED me?" I spat at him. "No even better, explain how you think it's acceptable to do that to someone?" I said looking at Sarah. "I don't care what people say about her or what they think of her, it doesn't give you any right to treat her as less of a person." I shook my head.

"It's not like that at all." Vic tried to explain.

"No it's worse than that, you wanted your cake and to be able to eat it too. You have no idea what you've done with this one little lie." My voice quivered at the sheer thought of what he had done.

Sarah stood up and walked over to me, her eyes were puffy and broken. "I hope you can somehow make a life out of this because I don't want this to be for nothing. I don't want to have lost him for you to just walk away from him." She said through sobs.

"Yeah cause I'm gonna want a liar." I rolled my eyes. Sarah said nothing but walked out of the room. I could feel the high begin to kick in. 3 lines is more than I usually would take.

"Scarlett, I don't know what to do." Vic looked at me with the most pained look I've ever seen him make.

"This is all on you Vic, you made this mess." I shook my head, which just made me feel kinda dizzy. "You had the power here and somehow, you made every wrong move." I looked down at my feet. I pulled the ring off my finger and looked at it. "Now you have no of us." I sighed. I walked over to him and placed the ring in his hand. He gave me pleading look but I shut it down before he could break me.

Vic grabbed his backpack and stormed off out of the room. The minute the door closed, was the minute I broke down into tears. The drugs kicked in fully and I stumbled backwards onto the bed, being consumed by the sheets. My stomach decided to reject everything and in an instant I threw up everywhere. My eyes began to go blurry and I passed out, in true Vegas style.

-

Lynn's P.O.V

No one had seen the newlyweds at all and none of them were answering their Goddamn phones so I was elected to go and find them. I mean I hope they aren't still consummating their marriage cause I don't need to be seeing that shit. "Where you off to?" Brian asked as I got up from the breakfast table.

"I'm gonna go and get the lovebirds." I told him.

"Vic walked past about 10 minutes ago." Brian said quietly.

"What?" I snapped round to look at him.

"Yeah, he had his backpack and avoided all of our looks. It's funny, I'm almost 98% sure I saw his ex-girlfriend about 3 minutes earlier." He shrugged.

"WHAT?" I almost shouted at him. "Why didn't you tell me?" I hissed at him.

"I wasn't sure and why would I mention that I saw Vic?" Brian shrugged.

"Ugh, I'll go see what's happening." I got up and swiftly walked towards the elevator. Panic and worry began to set in. What the fuck happened.

When I got to the floor that Scarlett and Vic were staying in, I pretty much ran to their door. I knocked loudly and waited for an answer but nothing, not a peep. I tried to opened it and somehow it opened, so I pushed the door and it swung open. I looked around and then noticed Scarlett lying on the bed still in her clothes from last night. Panic began to run through me. I rushed to her side. "Scarlett?" I asked, hoping she'd wake up and laugh at how stupid the situation was, and say that Vic went to get her some coffee.

Then I noticed the vomit everywhere. "Oh my God." I began to shake. I pulled my phone out and dialled 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" The operator asked.

"My friend is in The Plaza floor 34 room 454, she's passed out and has been sick all over herself." I said frantically.

"Is she still breathing? A pulse?" The women asked.

"Yes but it's very faint." I said as I checked her pulse.

"Hold on then, we will send some paramedics out as soon as possible." She said then the line went dead. Leaving me in a state of panic.

-

Scarlett's P.O.V

I felt my stomach being emptied, again. It was painful. But I wasn't high anymore. In fact I felt lower than I've ever felt in my whole entire life. I looked to the left and saw Lynn with a scared expression on her face. "How bad am I?" I choked, my voice was husky from the vomiting.

"You look like Hell." She gave me a weak smile.

"Ugh, I feel it." I groaned at her. That's when I noticed I was in a hospital bed. "What happened?" I asked frantically and shot up.

"I found you passed out in your hotel bed covered in sick." Lynn explained to me. I gave her a sad look.

"Vic lied to me." I told her. "He didn't break up with Sarah."

"What!?" She asked in shock.

"Where is he?" I looked around the room.

"We can't find him Scarlett, he kinda ran off and that was 4 hours ago." She looked at her feet. "I think we have to cancel the last few dates of the tour." She looked so bummed out about it.

"I'm sorry, fuck we need to find him." I said trying to get up. The door opened and a doctor walked in with a clipboard in hand.

"Scarlett, you're awake now. How you feeling?" He asked with a small smile.

"Like I was hit by a bus." I groaned.

"Well, your system is clear from the drugs but in this situation we have to ask you to contact a rehab centre. Otherwise we have to contact the police." He explained.

"Wait what?" I was shocked.

"Cocaine is an illegal drug, if you don't seek medical help for it then you will be held accountable for the possession of a class A drug." He looked at his clipboard.

"Okay." I frowned and looked at Lynn, hoping she wasn't too disappointed in me.

"But your baby is fine." He finished with a smile.

"My what?" I asked in disbelief. The smile faded away from his face and a look of regret spread over it.

"You're pregnant Scarlett." He said quietly. "About 6 weeks along." He finished.

I looked at Lynn and she had the same, bewildered and confused look that I pictured myself having. "Fuck." I whispered.

Notes

Oh my god, so shits really kicking in huh