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Slash's pov:
I had been a mess for weeks,it was about time I suffered for my intake of heroine.Not even just heroine I dove way deeper into the drug world.I was older and richer.Nothing like what I used to be when I just started Guns.Id been smoking weed since I was 14,from then it was coke and heroine.Got busted a few times which I wasn't proud of but it happens to the best of us.
The worst thing is I knew Ana would hate it and me for drugs but I still did it.It wasn't fair to her at home busting her ass for this modelling career as I basically had everything handed to me.
Being a rockstar wasn't easy but I dread to think where I'd be without it.But with it came some dire situations,like the one I was currently stuck in;sat opposite a doctor after fainting from an overdose on a stage in front of thousands of people and that was just the people at the concert,everyone watching at home or listening knew all about it.
"so Saul."The doctor said clearing his throat as he read my name of a clipboard
"slash."I corrected him as he looked annoyed.
"slash.You had an overdose,fell unconscious for several hours,we used a defibrillator which is still attached to you now-"he said.
"oh yeah when can I get this off?"I interrupted as he looked up from the board angrily. "sorry."I shrugged.
"probably never."He said sternly.
"what?"I asked as he lifted up a piece of paper and skimmed through it.
"Well on this record we have you in here for many issues mostly drug related.Slash how old are you?"the doctor questioned.
"I'm almost 26..I think."I pondered.It was likely I just skipped a birthday but then I remembered Ana would never let me do that.
"okay and when did you first start using drugs..not hard drugs just drugs in general?"He asked.
"why you gonna call the cops?"I asked folding my arms.
"no this is strictly confidential..age?"The doctor demanded tapping his foot under the table he sat behind.
"like 14.."I shrugged.
"So that's on average 12 years you've been using drugs...almost?"He asked as I wasn't sure whether to rely or not.
"I was clean for some of it."I added.
"some of it."He repeated as he scribbled something down. "Okay well 12 years of drug abuse roughly has quite obviously taken a toll on you.More specifically your body."he announced before coughing to clear his throat again.he looked nervous. "Slash this isn't easy to say,that defibrillator is never leaving your side..as long as you want to live."He said.
"what?"I scoffed.
"you're body simply can't handle it,drugs,alcohol
I presume you smoke too?"He asked.
"yeah."I replied a little shaken.
"filthy habits..bad diet,stress not enough sleep for twelve years."The doctor sighed. "your heart during the overdose suffered a cardiomyopathy."He said.
"what's that?"I asked cluelessly.
"It weakens your heart essentially.It can be life threatening although a lot of people live through stuff like this.I hate to be the one that saids it but I have to give you a prognosis."He said.