Shot in the Dark: A Mick Mars X Ozzy Osbourne Story

Chapter 9- Why am I here?

Ah yes, my husband's rather infamous antics that I was present for i.e., the pool-side chaos. Honestly at the time it was disgusting VERY disgusting, Ozzy came to know that part of it. But what he didn't know that he does now, is that I didn't know why I was there...that in some strange way I was jealous that he could be so BOLD and FREE. Still was disgusting as FUCK, but yeah there's that and there's the fact, it made me feel even LESS like I belonged especially with Ozzy.... but on with the damn show.

I did stick around for Ozzy's set last night, that is until my back started up...I was like 'fuck' and took off, and finding myself wondering if he'd be pissed, sure we I guess made up and agreed to be friends....but anyway, I find myself waking to the sounds of banging....i groan and roll my eyes, Nikki groans too and says, "I'll kill the fucker!"

"Get in line kid." I mutter.

"Yo! Gonna come to the pool Mars-Man, Nikki needs to rest and all...and well Vinny is going and Jake and Rudy." Tommy exclaims at approximately 500 mph. I mutter obscenities under my breath and get up, Nikki poor guy falls back asleep pretty much instantly.

I open the door and glare, snapping lowly. "I was SLEEPING drummer! You woke Nikki."

Tommy is ever cheerful isn't fazed. "Come on.... please, you should come." And his look grows sheepish, "I'm sorry dude for waking you and him especially." And then his look grows sly, uh oh. "Ozzy will be there, he asked us to come.... last night I thought."

I find myself saying, "Fine.... give me a minute." And close the door, brush my hair...put on clean clothes and my sunglasses...and head down to the pool with Tommy and Vince. Ozzy had yet to arrive when we got down there and I immediately sat under an umbrella with Rudy Sarzo, who is a decent guy, and Jake. Vince and Tommy join shortly....and my heart clenches at seeing them with their partners...it hurts. Ozzy is nowhere to be found----

My eyes go as wide as they will go.... when Ozzy comes into view.... Higher than a fucking kite, even higher than that, looking wild and wearing, a yellow sundress which he pulls off surprisingly well.... damnit Mick.

"The prince of Darkness is here!" Ozzy unsteadily opens his arms wide or tries too. "Let's ave' us some fun, eh?" A wicked grin, I cross my arms already over this. "Some dares as it were."

"I am SO down for that Oz-man!" I roll my eyes, OF COURSE Tommy is....and my jaw drops, as Ozzy whips it out, starts pissing and taunts Tommy to do the same, and I avert my eyes...not that I haven't seen the fact the kid's hung like a horse.... but then Ozzy shocks the fuck out of me and on-lookers as he laps up his AND Tommy's urine.

The guy's hoot and holler, and I snap, "That's fucking disgusting!!"

"Yeah, but its fucking hilarious!" Vince elbows me.

"Why the FUCK did I let you two idiots talk me into this?" I groan. Why am I here? Why? I'm not wild and crazy, I'd prefer quiet....and Ozzy unnerves me.

I go to get up, and it seems already Ozzy is at it again.... THIS time snorting a line of poor unsuspecting ants, while managing to dare Tommy to go streaking.... yeah, this will end well...NOT...but Ozzy catches sight of me leaving or trying to....

"Leaving already Mars?"

"Yeah." Simple and to the point.

"Don't be such a wet blanket."

"This 'wet blanket' is TIRED and would like to go back to bed until we have to leave." I cross my arms....and without warning I find myself in the pool, sputtering and Ozzy's loud laughter, and I feel myself redden in embarrassment. "What the FUCK?!!! What was that for?!"

"Ere' now, you're wet.... you needed to live a little."

"Live a little?" I snap feeling the beginnings of tears prick at my eyes. "You've FUCKING embarrassed me." I muttered lowly. Ozzy doesn't hear this.

"Yeah, live a little.... You need to have more fun. You look like a wet dog by the way."

I ignore him as best I can, fuck finding my sunglasses.... fuck it...I don't know why I even came.... Ozzy naturally follows, how he's managing I have no clue....

"Ozzy, please.... I'm going back up to my room." I feel tears slip down my cheeks before I can stop them. "What you did is NOT my idea of fun!! Maybe I wouldn't look like a wet dog, if your ass hadn't have shoved me in the pool! You embarrassed me, ok?!" I started shouting, not caring we had an audience.

"Mick---" I cut him off and held up a hand.

"No... don't.... DON'T." I sigh shakily. "It's clear to me, I don't belong.... you didn't intend it that way maybe, but I'm not fun...not wild.... i-I..." I RUN fasts as my legs can carry me, ignoring Ozzy...ignoring everything, I manage to make it back to my room with Nikki, who is awake....and is eating, he looks like he needs much more sleep, and I can tell he's gotten sick while I've been gone. I worry him to death I can tell, me soaking wet.... sobbing and fumbling for towels and MORE clean clothes.

"Mick?" Cautiously.

"I am SO fucking embarrassed....i had...I had...I'm not cool....not fun.....it wasn't bad enough, I had to witness our drummer doing crazy shit or dares with Ozzy, Tommy went streaking....Ozzy's higher than high, wearing a dress and snorted a line of ants, whipped out his dick, after Tommy whipped out his to PISS and then Ozzy'd lapped up their combined urine."

"Whoa...Whoa...slow down. You look like you're about to have a panic attack." Nikki is very much worried and on the verge of tears.

"He pulled me into the pool.... grabbed me.... after I tried to leave, and he told me not to be such a wet blanket and then fucking told me I looked like a wet dog! I yelled at him...again. I told him...I don't belong.... I'm not wild, not fun.... maybe he didn't mean it that way...but...But..." Here I break down further. "I-I... want.... Nikki...it hurts.... he's always hurting me, intentionally or not...." I am at this point, dry enough....and changed yet again and am curled up in a ball on my bed. I feel the mattress dip...and I bury my face in Nikki's shoulder, as he gives me a one-armed hug as best, he can.

"Mick you're YOU and that's what makes you special. You shouldn't have to change for anyone else, just be you..." Here Nikki's voice cracks and I know it's because of Gene. "There's gotta be something going on with him, but I am too fucking emotionally and mentally drained to figure it out right now."

"Get some rest kid and thanks." I mutter dejected.

"Before I do, I'm gonna kick his ass."

I chuckle a little, "Well someone needs too." Despite Nikki's misgivings I make him go lay down and rest, and I find myself drifting off......and as always dream....

"You can't have us both! You CAN'T!" I AM screaming at Ozzy......seems I have caught him in a very compromising position, to say the least...having sex with a woman. "I don't want you anymore!!"

"Mick.... please.... I-I never meant to hurt you.... i just could never tell you, find the time...." Ozzy is pleading with me, but no I'm not having it.

"You had A MILLION fucking chances!! Go back to your girlfriend! I should have KNOWN.... I knew deep down; you'd destroy me in the end!! I let you IN, made myself vulnerable and you do this to me!! I'm never ANYONE'S no. 1, and I sure as fuck refuse to be a second choice." He goes to try and grab me, and I SLAP him. "Don't.... Don't. who is she?" I shake my head, it doesn't matter, and lucky me we are drawing a crowd, I glare, and they scatter...good.

"She's my wife..." Ozzy practically whispers.

My jaw drops, and the blood in my veins turns to ice....

"YOUR WIFE?!! I'm done with this.... done with YOU!!" Angry and scared.

"I m-Meant...what I t-told you.... you're.... you're." He stammers, in tears.

"That I'm beautiful? Special? unique? That you LOVED me?! No, you don't fucking love me, if you did.... you would have been HONEST FROM the start...." I break off feeling sick to my stomach, desperate not to get sick, but it's a losing battle and I vomit at his feet.... he again goes to comfort me, but I shove him off when I'm done, barely able to see thru my tears...and I turn and run, run from him...from my heart...my shattered heart, my shattered soul.

A/N: Infamous antics, Mick, and Ozzy at odds yet again and perhaps a glimpse of the future? Stay tuned for more!