A Bitter Cinderella Story [Tom Keifer/Nikki Sixx fanfic]

Chapter 15: Sweet Revenge

[Sorry for the long wait in between updates, again I am winging this! lol sorry. I think I'll have to finish this in like 5 chapters, so 20 in total.]

Nikki made a few calls, but the few with any integrity were a little concern about the tapes even as juicy as exposing the son of the notable wealthy Reagan donor. There was also always the fear of lawsuits. The legality of them were an issue, and Nikki's dreams of sweet revenge began to sour. 

"Look Nikki, this guy sounds like a real piece of work. Really nasty, but beyond a smear against the family's reputation, unless he's done something illegal because hooking up with some hookers for some really nasty kinky sex isn't the worse, It won't do much, not the way in which you want it. People like him just use money and their connections to drown a story out like that. If one of these girls were underage and willing to talk, then you'd have a story Nik," Tammi, one of his journalist connections said over the phone. 

"Fuck..." Nikki almost slammed the phone receiver against wall but thought better of it. The cost would fall on him for the damage. 

And she was right. He'd been too caught up in the heat of the moment not really thinking about the finer details. 

"I mean you could blackmail the guy personally? Threaten to send it to his family, colleagues? Usually those guys want to protect their reputation at all costs. Make copies, put one in a bank vault. Or with a lawyer or something. Unless you find other victims like yourself, your options aren't great, unless you go the route of some lowly tabloid but even the threat of a lawsuit might spook them."

Tammy knew the whole ugly truth after she begged and promised Nikki everything was OFF the record and explain to her why he was so adamant about ruining this guy. She had demanded an explanation, and got it. Once the ugly truth was out, she was more sympathetic but still remained firm her current magazine wouldn't run with such a piece. Not unless they had something really worth printing, like a crime being committed by one of the rich Californian elite, especially a family profusing their Christian morals, deeply conservative ideals, and Reagan support. 

"I know this isn't want you want to hear, I'm sorry. I'm sorry about everything that happened Nikki. I really am. Call me if you do need resources or find something out. If you wanna go the with the angle of finding more of his victims, I'll do what I can." 

Nikki had never thought about John having potentially more victims than himself. It made sense, the sick fuck wouldn't just have one victim. Not with his twisted appetite. 

There was the girlfriend, Lily. Would she talk? Not unless he made her but that felt scummy, even for Nikki. Unless he appealed to her humanity...but she seemed into what was happening to him that night. She was complicit. Fuck. He was torn. 

No, fuck Lily. 

"What if we look into his girlfriend? She was there that night, fucking helped lure me over..." Nikki said.

Tammy agreed, "I've heard of that, real sickos using other kids or someone to lure others to them. Often they were a victim themselves...you might have something there Nikki. I can see what I can dig up on her. Surname?" 

"Shit...I don't know!"

That made it much harder but not impossible. "Look I can find that out. Gimme his address, if she drives, her license is all I need." 

"You're a fucking hero you know that?"

Tammy smiled, "You owe me big time okay? I can't promise much, but if anyone has the information we need, it's that woman." 

Tom was less convinced but trying to go after John criminally seemed like a solution that was more permanent but even as a white working class kid in Philly, Tom knew the justice system was corrupt and fucked. John even if pinned with rape or other such crimes would likely walk, or receive a ludicrously pathetic sentence. No they needed a media crucifixion of him, a hit on him and his family enough for them to fall from grace. That was the best justice they could receive.