(Sebastian's POV)
I stumbled into my room as my cell phone was ringing, my head was throbbing as I walked, "Ughh..." I said as I walked towards my nightstand, "Who could it be?
I reached for it and clicked on the screen, answering it.
"Sebastian!" a feminine voice shouted, "Are you alright? I have been trying to call you for at least a week, your line was disconnected!"
It was my older sister, Anna, who was living on the other side of the country. She was always an overprotective girl, smart too. She had gone to college and she was still studying to become a doctor in some big-shot medical school. I really didn't know the details and I had just recently cared to ask her about it.
"Ah, sorry Sis." I said as I sat on my bed, my body feeling a bit numb, "Just got back from paying the service, I had to fight Arnold about my money. The share of the last tour we did....."
"Ah, I see." Anna said, "I am sorry about what happened. I do not believe what they say, Sebastian. All of your substance abuse aside, you would never do anything like that!"
"No, I wouldn't." I said as I rubbed the bridge of my nose, "I wouldn't. It's some bullshit, I swear...it's been a couple of weeks since it happened."
"I told you that you needed to take care of yourself." Anna said, her voice was a bit shaky, "All of that.....it would catch up to you. The public sees you as what they call you now, Sebastian. You needed to stop when you could."
"I know." I said, "I know, Sis. I regret most of it.....well, only the things that incriminated me. I never intended to hurt anyone. But that girl, I didn't do anything to her. It was her word against mine. And these guys, I understand their frustration. Things were very hectic in the last few months. But...the truth is...I was doing most of the carrying when it came to the talent....I didn't want them to hold me down, I had to motivate them to get better....I wanted all of us to shine..."
"I know, Sebastian. I admit that your skill is true..." She said, "But it was your issues that truly kept you from breaking out even further. I am sorry that this happen. As your sister, I am so worried about you.....But I am glad something like this would have opened your eyes at long last."
"Yea...." I said as I hung my head, "I know....."
"Dad told me you wanted to go to Rehab?" She asked, "Is this true?"
"Yes." I said, "I'm using some of the money to pay for it. Dad told me that he would handle the rest. I just have to get there first. I start today, sis. I won't be able to call you after an entire week, I am afraid. I'm going to get clean. After that....I want to get back to playing.....I want everyone to see that this is a mistake. My people....they're working on clearing my name up."
"I hope so." She said, "I hope so...."
"I love you, Sis. You were always supportive of me, no matter what Dad said. I am surprised he wanted to be behind me about all this." I said with a sigh
"He feels the same way I do. We know you would never do anything like that, it isn't you." She said, "Listen, I have to. I am so sorry, I wish I could talk more. But I'll call Dad after you go in, alright? Call me when you can."
"Yes. A week from now." I said with a smile, "Thank you, Anna. I couldn't do this without you."
"Goodbye, Little Brother." She said softly
The line disconnected, and I set the phone down, letting out a sigh.
I made my way out of my apartment, locking the door behind me, "Alright....." I said, "Let's get better."
After years of drug use, I have finally decided to quit. It was going to be rough, but I have to do this.
I am Sebastian Nero, a skilled guitarist in a band called Unnamed. Quite the creative named, well....I made it up. And I am mistaken, I am no longer part of the band. I was kicked out after a scandal broke out a couple of weeks ago.
I was high in a club after performing, and a girl had bumped into me, nearly knocking me over. Now, I wasn't too blacked out so I do remember what had happened; I had gently moved her away from me, telling her to be careful. Suddenly, after walking past her, some dickhead walked up to her and slapped her on the ass hard, which she yelped out in pain.
I had heard the slap and in my intoxicated state, I turned and stared at the source, which happened to be her butt. The thing is, the guy had slipped away and disappeared. The girl, obviously, looked at me and thought it was because of me. And because I couldn't stop staring at her nicely shaped ass, which is not what I intended, I was accused of doing that.
That and my already infamous reputation of drug abuse caused a serious scandal, forcing my band to kick me out.
I was already dealing with a bunch of shit, my mental health being shaky by that point. And all of a sudden, the pressure of being kicked out of the band and getting falsely accused of Sexual Harrassment, I broke. I had a breakdown; breaking many things in my apartment and slamming my head against a mirror.
Luckily, I had passed out before anything crazy happened and when I came to, I sat in my tub for 5 hours straight. At that point, I decided to get clean and made the effort of apologizing to my bandmates for my behavior.
I argued with the drummer, who happened to be the one who convinced the manager to hold my share of the money, and had him give me my rightful dough.
Now, I am about to head to the rehab center, where I plan to get clean.
I sighed as I walked out of the building, "Alright...." I said as I placed the room keys in my pocket, "Time for a new start. I hope I don't disappoint anyone....."
As I took a single step on the sidewalk, I heard a loud yell.
"WATCH OUT!!!!" a voice bellowed
I noticed a shadow on the ground, "Hm?" I said, "What?"
I looked up to see what looked like a massive car plummeting down from the sky, right above me.
"What the fuck-"