Dishing The Dirt: Tommy Lee • Mötley Crüe •

Chapter 29

Me and Tommy had been back from Greece for a few weeks now and guys, I'm telling you, so freakin' much had changed!

One of the first things I did when I got back was head over to salon red. I could've called or even left it given how long I'd been absent but I wanted to go over, after all, I was leaving them high and dry, plus my reputation in the industry really meant a lot to me and they could ruin it in the blink of an eye. I sat down with Jennifer and explained my situation with Tommy and the boys being signed, the accident and the fact I was now pregnant. Surprisingly, she was cool with the whole situation and was actually sad to see me go but promised me there would always be a manicure station with my name on it if I ever wanted to come back.

Sharise finally told Vince that she was pregnant and me and Tommy were thanking God we were in the middle of the Athens Riviera when it all went down. Vince ended up passing out and Nikki started hyperventilating. The owner of the restaurant had to call an ambulance and everything. Once Vince came round and the news had sunk in, he was really excited about being a dad.

My aunt Shelly had relocated to a nice 3 bedroom home in the suburbs of L.A. but the whole situation was all a little too fishy. She didn't have the funds to cover the costs on a house like that, and Mick had been "missing" a lot. The two of them were a lot happier than normal too. I wasn't stupid, I knew what they were doing but it kinda bugged me that they wouldn't just tell me. I loved Mick, he was a great guy and he would be great for Shelly.

Talking of houses, me and Tommy had been viewing properties left, right and centre. He wanted to get a mortgage on a big mansion with huge windows and acres of land, overlooking Malibu beach. Me on the other hand, I wanted something less obnoxious. I know Elektra signed the guys on a 5 album deal, but what if something unexpected happens and we can't afford the mortgage? Surely it'd be better to use the money to buy a cute house in a nice, quiet suburban neighbourhood, with great schools and neighbours that are more than happy to take a parcel or lend you some sugar, right? WRONG. In Tommy's eyes the guys were gonna be millionaires in no time and houses in Malibu were only the start of this rock n roll lifestyle.

"Hey babe, look at this?" Tommy said with a smile as he ran into the all white bathroom, stepping into the sunken tub that overlooked the beach, and lay down.

"Yeah it's nice" I sighed as I walked into the room, looking around.

He rolled his eyes and stood back up. "What's wrong? Can't you see yourself living here?" He asked as he walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I knew he liked this house but, it felt like a show home that all the big celebrities would rent to throw extravagant parties, and I didn't want to raise my child in somewhere like this.

"It's nice but it's not very homely" I shrugged.

He scoffed as he pulled his arms always from me, dropping his shoulders slightly. "Vanessa, this is the fifth house we've looked at and you hate them all" he groaned.

I could tell he was starting to get annoyed with me but I knew when we found the right house, I'd feel it in my gut and so far I didn't have that feeling.

"Tommy, I told you I didn't want a house like this" I said as I folded my arms.

He tutted and huffed as he stamped his foot and looked away in frustration. I rolled my eyes at him as he threw yet another tantrum.

"So! What do we think guys!?" the estate agent asked as she came into the room, making love heart eyes and drooling over Tommy yet again.

"She doesn't like it, what a surprise" he said with a raised voice, throwing his hands in the air and then slapping them against his thighs as he barged past me and walked out the room.