Cherry Hill Sixx was Nikki Sixx's sister not biologically or anything but they grew up in the same foster home. when Nikki starts a band that Cherry writes for what happens when she falls for her drummer best friend
Tommy Lee X Fem!Oc
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Chapter Seven: Shout at the Devil Shout at the Devil - Motley Crue
Elektra had signed the band to a five album deal with a cash advance upfront. More money meant better drugs and booze. Cherry sat on Tommy's thigh as Nikki who sat across from them split up lines from them to share. The apartment was crowded with anyone and everyone, Diamond Dave from Van Halen sat on her fucking couch.
"Tommy, Char vacuum this mess up" Nikki said handing the pair a silver tray. Tommy fake saluted as he placed the tray on Cherry's lap snorting up the powder with ease. Cherry leaned down snorting the powder as well, her nostrils burned for a moment before she sighed.
"Can i get a fucking line dude" A man slurred leaning against the small table. Cherry scoffed, moving the tray away from the man who was shoved back by Mick. The man stumbled falling into a wall that mounted one of Cherry's mirrors. The mirror fell of its hook shattering onto Dimond Daves fucking head.
"What the fuck man!" Cherry cried shooting off of Tommys lap. "That is David Lee Roth asshole show some fucking respect" She hissed as she watched the blonde man on the couch pull shards of glass out of his hair.
"Yeah, show some respect or get the fuck out" Nikki said towering over the man.
"How bout' you make me mother fucker" The man said attempting to swing at Nikki. Nikki stepped out of the way and a short man swung at the guy knocking him onto the floor, the short man crouched down grabbing the asshole by the arm and twisting it upwards.
"You fellas are gonna need a manager" he said, letting go of the man's arm. Cherry stared at him before shrugging and going back to her coke. Sniffing another few lines, she had zoned out the conversation only catching the man's name. Doc, what a stupid name.
"You good Cher?" Tommy said, crouching down. Cherry nodded, passing him the tray. Tommy chuckled holding the dollar bill up to his nose. "Doc seems cool," he said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Wasn't really listening," Cherry simply said. "He seems fine though" the girl watched as the people left the house, the sound of their feet hitting the metal stairs echoing throughout the apartment.
"This is Cherry the writer," Tom said, clapping the girl on her shoulder. Cherry winced glaring up at the man, her blue eyes dilated due to the drugs. Cherry nodded as a way of saying hello before standing up.
"I'm gonna go to sleep, Tommy you comin?" she asked, straightening her skirt. Tommy nodded his eyes the same size as hers. Tommy bounced towards her room flopping on her bed. Cherry giggled before pulling off her skirt and top, replacing them with one of Nikki's shirts.
"You know Cher, without you we wouldn't be anywhere" Tommy said his voice muffled by the pillow his face was currently smushed into.
"Not really i just write you guys actually play the songs" she said sliding down onto the bed beside the lanky brunette. Tommy mumbled something that Cherry couldn't understand, wrapping his arm loosely around her waist. Her room soon filled with snores coming from both young adults as they slept.
The boys played more shows on the stirp as Doc and Tom tried to get them larger gigs. Cherry was swamped with her work as the lyric writer, she quit her job at the comic store just to be able to make more songs. Elektra had managed to get the boys a gig at some fancy ass venue. Cherry stood backstage, her stomach in knots as she watched the boys emerge from their dressing rooms. She felt sick as she watched Nikki and Tommy fiddle with the leather on their outfits.
"We're gonna fucking die" Mick said his voice shaking a little as he peeked his head out to look at the crowd. Nikki grabbed a beer from beside Cherry gulping it down.
"Jesus Christ you're not gonna die" Cherry said as she reapplied her lip gloss. Tom jogged up the stairs Doc right behind him.
"Boys, and Cherry on behalf of Elektra records I would like to wish you luck. Where's Vince?" Tom spoke. Cherry didn't like Tom that much, he kinda annoyed her.
"Hes probably fucking some groupie" the blonde girl spoke. Tom nodded in response, going back to his boring speech.
"This is your first big show, and there are 18,000 people out there tonight so... Don't fuck this up" om added. Cherry felt Nikki grasp her hand tugging on her fingers as Tom walked away to look for Vince.
"Vinnie is definitely fucking his girlfriend" Tommy said leaning against the railing. Cherry groaned, smacking the younger boy's arm.
"Fuck what Tom said. Just do your best and don't fuck up" Cherry said rubbing her finger of Nikki's knuckles. Tommy dropped his drumsticks. "You guys will be great I promise" she encouraged trying to mask her own nerves. "You guys should probably get going"
"Yeah, Cherry's right" Mick said tugging the blonde towards the side of the stage. The blonde could hear rapid footsteps approaching causing her to turn around. In the flesh running full force towards them was Vince fixing the zip on his leather pants.
"You do realise that we just sighed a record deal with his company and that fucking his girlfriend could really fuck us up" Nikki seethed as Vince reached them.
"Only if he finds out" the blonde man smirked. Cherry could see the brunette Tom was talking about standing beside him with a smirk. Tom found out years later what had happened, obviously it hurt him. Cherry felt Tommy groan from beside her, the groan turned to a gag and the brunette threw up over the side of the railings.
"Fucking hell" Cherry mumbled as she rubbed his back offering him a beer. Tommy mumbled that he was ok taking a swig of the beer that rested in the blonde's hand.
"Ok listen up" Nikki began tugging everyone around in a circle. "Look where we are. Er got an old man, a kid drummer, a cover band singer and two fucking runaways" he said as they all huddled around. "Nobody would have thought we would have made it here so fuck them. Win it all or lose it all were Motley Fucking Crue"
The boys howled as they walked towards the stage. Cherry stood at the edge watching as they all bounced to their spots. The crowd was massive, and they seemed to actually be excited for the show. The music blared through the venue as Vince bounced on stage first, he called out to the fans. They began the setlist Cherry had made, it started with her new song "shout at the devil" people already hated it due to the fact Satan was involved but she didn't care.
