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23. "Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real"

The year is 1972 and The Rolling Stones tour started last week and let's just say it was set on a bad start.
" Keith! You can't just sleep with every women there ever is! I mean who do you take me for!" You yelled and he shrugged. He was constantly on drugs, constantly sleeping with women and constantly ignoring you.
You've never been so pissed, so you decided to stay away from him and hang out with the others, but mainly Mick J.
That was a week ago. Keith was still sleeping around and being completely drugged out of his mind, he hasn't even noticed you were gone. Not only was it getting on your nerves but Micks too.
" Y/n cried last night" Mick said entering Keith's room, only to see some girl riding him. Mick being the sass master he is stayed right there and waited till he finished.
" oh hey Mick! When you'd get here?" Keith smiled and lit a cigarette.
" about five minutes ago. You probably didn't hear what I said either " Mick crossed his arms and Keith shook his head.
" oh well it's not to important, just about Y/n fucking crying that's it" Mick said and was beginning to walk out. He knew Keith couldn't stand your crying. He could've been the biggest ass hat in the world but when it came to you crying he just couldn't handle it.
" wait Mick, why is she crying? Is she okay?" Keith sat up.
" I don't know, maybe if you cared more about her and actually acknowledged her presence once in a while she wouldn't be in such a state!" Mick yelled and left.
Leaving Keith to contemplate.
Weeks go by and everyone noticed your baggy eyes.
You couldn't sleep and when you did you got nightmares. They usually started with Keith leaving, then you would pick up the newspaper and see the head lines. Every time you read them it killed you. Next thing you know Mick would wake you up in the middle of the night.
" Y/n are you okay?" You hear Mick ask as you enter the studio they were using.
Keith instantly looked up at you and you turned your head to Mick.
" yeah, yeah I'm fine" you smiled.
Another week went by and Keith was getting worse by the minute. More Girls, Drugs and booze.
It killed you and so you decided to throw a party, maybe Keith could see how happy you are with out him.
" Mick.." you ask and he turned to you.
" lets have a party for the tour and invite people" you smiled and he smiled too. He instantly got up and made so many arrangements. You went to take a shower and get ready. Once you were done you find Mick sitting on the counter.
" oh goodness Mick! You scared me! " you screamed and both of you laughed.
He handed you a towel and you wrapped it around you.
" so... why did you want to throw a party?" He asked and you shrugged.
" because I've decided that what all I've been through, I deserve to get out and have fun" you smiled and he chuckled.
" I see I'm rubbing off on you" he smiled and you giggled.
" unfortunately" you laugh.
" well all though I agree, I thought maybe you were doing for some other reason... maybe to get a guy and maybe Keith...?" He asked and you sighed.
" so what if I was... i'm not breaking a law like he is" you sighed and he laughs.
" and if it doesn't work?"
" then I continue to live my life without him." You answer and he nods.
" Y/n..... he misses you"
" then he can say it to my face, no go I have to get ready." You say and make him leave.
You got all your make up on and in to your sexiest clothes. Once you were done Mick howled.
" looking good" he smiled and you rolled your eyes.
" I know" you chuckled.
" well now it's my turn" he said and went to the bathroom.
Once he was done you both walked down to the hotels lobby.
" we're the party gonna be?" You asked. Mick had his arm wrapped around your waist and walked you out to the side walk where you met the others.
Keith's eyes were instantly on you and burning holes in your back.
" in a club darling, not far from here. I think we'll walk" he said and you nodded.
You all head for the club and make jokes while your at it.
Once you entered you and Mick head straight for the bar.
" hold on, I'll get you something" Mick told you and you nodded.
You heard someone cough and turn to see Keith.
" whiskey, please" he asked and the bartender nodded.
He turned to you and you smiled.
" Y/n... you look great" he said.
" I know..." you smiled and looked through the crowd of people.
" Y/n I'm sorry " Keith said you turned to him and shrugged. He couldn't just apologize and think that you would come running back.
" Keith it is what it is " you sigh and look back at the sea of people, some blonde catching your eye. Even winking at you and making you blush.
Keith saw this and sighed, downing his drink.
Mick brought you a drink and led you to the dance floor. You found the blonde and instantly started dancing with him. Every time Keith looked at you his heart broke a little bit more.
Mick saw that Keith was sitting at the bar and went to talk to him.
" Keith you okay?" He asked and Keith shot him an evil eye.
" I guess not then" Mick sighed and Keith looked at him.
" of course not! You've been with my girl the whole time! I can't talk to her with you coming up to her. I try so hard and-"
" you didn't try hard! You ignored her! And when you did see her, you stared at her! She came to me! She cried to me! While you on the other hand were sleeping with every girl you can! Drugged up every hour! Damn Keith! It's not me! It's you!" Mick yelled.
Keith sighed and looked down.
" I know Mick. I know... "
" Keith you're implying that you don't need her. So she's lead to believe you don't and unless you do something about it, she's not gonna change her mind." Mick states and pats Keith on the back.
" thanks Mick" Keith sighs.
" for what?"
" taking care of her" Keith answered.
" no problem, plus half of the time I just wanted to get extra brownie points" he smiled.
Keith chuckled and downed his drink.
You on the other hand were feeling woozy. You could feel the alcohol taking control of you and you began to panic. All the bad times with Keith that you wanted to drink away were coming up like vomit was going to soon. The nightmares came back, the screaming, the crying all of it. The poor blonde didn't really know what to do.
" I've got to get out of here!" You cried but couldn't move an inch.
You were being shoved by others dancing, the music was getting louder and louder. Your head was spinning and your ears started ringing like a dental drill. You felt the tears sting your eyes, your vision blurry. The heels you were wearing weren't helping. The blonde left you for a red head. You were scared and all you wanted was to get out of there.
You started hyperventilating and next thing you know everything was black.
The dream was like always. Keith would yell and yell.
" y/n I'm leaving!" He bellowed and out the door he went.
" Keith please no! Come back" you ran out the door only to find him gone down the street.
Days would go by. You would watch tv and never get up from your spot on the couch.
Only until you heard the phone ring.
" y/n did you hear?"
" um... no what is it?"
" It's Keith"
Before you could be told anymore from the random phone call you ran outside.
A newspaper being perfectly thrown at your feet when your feet touched the door step.
You picked up the paper and read the headline.
" KEITH RICHARDS, FORMER GUITARIST FOR THE ROLLING STONES FOUND DEAD"
The thought of Keith being dead scared you. You couldn't read anymore. You didn't want to believe it so you ran. Ran to Mick's, the Studio, anywhere Keith could be until you ran into the grave yard. Everyone was there and crying. Pushing through the crowed your throat closed and you couldn't breathe. It was Keith's grave and he was being lowered. You sat down and cried.
" y/n, y/n wake up" you heard.
You sat up with sweat and what seemed like tears dripping off of you. You panicked and looked around. You were in your bed.... no......Keith's hotel bed? You look next to you and find Keith. You immediately wrap your arms around him.
"Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real." He said and started to rub your back.
You felt him kiss your head and hug you stronger.
" Keith please never leave me"
" I couldn't if I tried" he said.
" I'm so, so, so sorry Keith, I didn't mean to get so mad and I'm very sorry" you apologized profusely and Keith silenced you.
" babe listen to me, it's my fault. I've been ignoring you, cheating on you and causing you pain. Babe don't apologize. It's me who should be apologizing." He said and kissed your head.
You were still shaky and Keith held you tighter.
" Keith I don't blame you. I was hard on you and I shouldn't have been. Your a rockstar, a very famous one at that, and I shouldn't have been so mad. All those groupies just made me jealous and you were focusing on drugs and it's what rockstars do. I'm so sorry"
Keith shook his head and put you in his lap.
" all those groupies were nothing, I mean they were pretty and all but they aren't anything compared to my baby girl" he said and you chuckled.
" I was mad because you didn't ask me to join " you laughed and he laughed too.
After your laughs died down he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.
" I'm sorry about the drugs baby" he sighed.
" Keith I'm fine with the drugs... well not heroin, but I mean hell I did coke with you for the first time, I'll do heroin I suppose" you said. He shook his head and his eyebrows furrowed.
" baby that drug is not for you. It will mess you up" he said.
" then why do you do it?" You asked and he sighed.
" because I'm an ass hat" he sighed and you wrapped your arms around his neck and put his head on your shoulder.
" no you're not Keith. You're nothing close to it" you stated and rubbed his back. He chucked a bit and pulled away.
" thanks baby. I'll try my best to get off okay?" He stated.
" okay" you nodded.
He pecked your lips and both of you chuckled.
" now... let's get a groupie in here have some fun" You chuckled and he laughed then got on top of you and kissed you passionately.