Twenty-two

                                    

                                          
After some time in Canada, we were back in the U.S. in Detroit for Guns' next performance. After going out and running around the day of the show, everyone quickly realized that it wasn't such a great idea because everyone, especially the band, was growing exhausted. Life on the road was still fairly new to everyone, and we were starting to think we were overdoing it.
Once we arrived and pushed past all the paparazzi, we checked into our hotels, and decided to stay and rest at the hotel until the show starts.
"Staying here all day is kind of lame. What do you say we ditch this place and go out?" Axl asked me as we were getting settled into our hotel room.
"Axl, as much as I'd love to, you need I rest up. This show is a big one," I reminded him.
Axl sat down on the bed beside me and sighed. "I know, Lucy, I'm just so bored here," He said, frowning.
I rested my head on his shoulder and looked up at him. "We can find things to do here," I said to him with a wink. He smiled mischievously.
"I think I like where your head's at," Axl said.
He gently lifted my jaw with his finger, and went in for a kiss. I placed my hand on his cheek. He ran his hands through my hair. Axl climbed on top of me, and began to kiss me down my neck. I let out a soft moan, and I could feel his mouth form into a smile.
"That's what I like to hear," He whispered.
Things then really began to pick up from there.
After several hours of relaxing, swimming, sex, and hitting up the hotel's spa and bar, it was finally close to showtime. We were in our hotel room when there was a knock at the door, and a high pitched, falsetto voice saying, "room service."
Axl laughed and rolled his eyes. "Come in, Duff!" He said and Duff opened the door.
"It's showtime, kids," Slash said, following Duff inside.
"Are you ready to go?" Duff asked us.
"Im ready whenever you guys are," Axl said.
"Let's go then!" Duff exclaimed.
"You're awfully hyper," Axl pointed out to Duff as we walked down the hotel hallway.
Duff shrugged. "After being cooped up with nothing to do all day, I'm ready to get out and do something," He said.
***
When the show started, the band opened up with Welcome To The Jungle.
"Hey, Lucy, have you seen this chocolate fountain back here?" Amy asked me excitedly and I shook my head.
"Come here, then," She said and she grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the side of the stage. We went back, and there it was; a massive chocolate fountain just waiting to be used.
"Where did this come from?" I asked excitedly.
Amy shrugged. "No idea, but the band will be happy when they see this bitch," She said, grabbing a strawberry and running it under the chocolate.
I shrugged and did the same. We both chatted and enjoyed the chocolate fountain while listening to the muffled sound of Guns N' Roses' performance. I bobbed my head up and down to the beat of each song and finally fell back on the couch.
After a small while, a man burst in the room.
"I'm looking for a Lucy?" The guy asked, looking at us.
I gave Amy a look and she shrugged. "That's me," I said hesitantly.
"You've got a phone call. Apparently it's urgent," He said, and I stood up to follow him to the phone.
I looked back at Amy, who was just as confused as me. Urgent phone call? From who? Everyone I'm close to is here with me.
"Here's the phone," The guy said, pointing to a black phone on the wall. I picked it up.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Lucy? Lucy, is that you?"
I instantly knew who it was.
"M-Molly? How'd you get this number? Why are you calling me? What the hell could you possibly want?" I asked, running my hand through my hair.
"That's not important right now, Lucy. I need something from you," She said.
"I'm sorry but didn't you kick me out? I thought you didn't want me in your life. Whatever this is, it better be urgent, and not just some sob story as an excuse for you to sleep around and not take care of your child," I said bluntly.
"Look, I'm sorry for kicking you out. It was wrong, I know. We're sisters, and we need to stick together and have each other's backs," She said.
I sighed. I was a little confused because this sounded nothing like Molly. Molly was one to seriously hold a grudge, so I knew something was seriously off.
"Do you have my back?" Molly asked. "Lucy?"
"What's up, Molly?" I asked flatly, leaning against the wall.
"I know you're on a tour with your boyfriend or whatever, but I need you to come here right away and take care of Megan. I've been threatened by my ex and I want to keep her safe. Megan's father is a crazy man and I don't want anything to happen to my baby," Molly told me.
Now this, I was surprised to hear. I knew Eric could be a little off at times, but I never realized it was to this extent. Based on some of mine and Molly's conversations from a little while back when I had stayed with her, I knew he had gotten into some drugs, and he already had a drinking problem. I just never realized it was this bad of a situation...
"Y-Yeah fine. I'll do what I can," I told her. I was agreeing for the sake of Megan. I couldn't care less about Molly.
"Oh my, thank you, Lucy. You're the only person I trust to take care of Megan, and Megan likes you so well," She said.
I didn't know how to respond. I don't want to leave, and Molly really didn't sound like herself. Something was definitely off.
"Bye, Molly," I said and I hung up.
I let myself sink to the ground and I pulled my knees close to my chest. After a few moments, I heard footsteps and looked up.
"Hey, Amy," I said.
"What's wrong? Is everything okay?" She asked.
I sighed. "I have no idea, but I guess I'm going to find out. Could you just do me a favor and tell Axl everything I'm about to tell you?" I asked.
"Sure thing," Amy said, sitting down next to me.
I sighed. Here it goes.