Walk All Over You

Chapter Forty-Seven

The ruby glistened in the dull lighting above as I leaned against the wall, watching Mötley Crüe perform. A smile was peaked onto my lips as Nikki continuously flirted with me from across the stage. He didn't really care how many people saw how he was acting, he looked more then at home whilst he did that and played his bass. Mötley Crüe looked ecstatic tonight, the way they performed, the way they seemed to be smiling from ear to ear and the way they managed to jump around from the fun they were having had the crowd going absolutely berserk.

Feeling the warmth radiating onto my skin from another body, I turned my head to see Axl standing directly beside me, gazing out at the four men. His shoulder was at least five centimetres from mine and his head was facing ahead. I could see how stiff Axl was by the way he stood. The muscles in his arms looked to be tense and just by the look of his jawbone, he looked to be clenching it tightly.

"You're with Nikki. Am I right?" Axl asks, his eyes never leaving the scene in front of him. His voice sounded flat and dull from the obvious hint of annoyance. He wasn't sarcastic which was one thing, but I knew he was not happy. Not one bit.

"What's it to you?" I take my eyes from Axl and stare directly ahead. Nikki had his back to us at the moment as he seemed to be joking around with Mick. He was oblivious to what was happening at the corner of the stage behind the small wall. Backstage seemed more accurate.

"What do you mean what's it to me? Huh?" Axl slowly, but in a dark tone of voice questions. "It is everything to me, that's if you haven't noticed." He adds, I would truly hate to see what was happening to get physical. Because I knew how a fight with Axl went down and with being so incredibly stubborn myself, I would return everything he gives.

"Oh I have noticed." I bitterly reply, repelled by him.

"Then why haven't you done anything about it? Doesn't my happiness matter to you?" Axl this time turns to look at me, but I kept my eyes from him.

"Get over yourself Axl. Be like everyone else and go out and find your happiness, don't be so pigheaded and make people look for it for you!" I hiss, making the mistake of turning my attention towards him.

Axl scowled and instantly grabbed me by my shoulders, shaking me violently as he spoke. "You are my happiness! Don't you fucking get it?"

"Well you're not mine." I shrugged him off. "You had your chance, more then once might I recall, and still you blew it. Why don't you go back to the girlfriend you're obviously mistreating. If anyone deserves the attention it's her. So why don't you leave me and Nik alone."

"She's got nothing I want! I want you! I have feelings for you, not her! I'm not fucking perfect. Ever think that you make me nervous and that's a factor for why I always fuck things up? And by you roaming around with Nikki fucking Sixx, being his girl, that makes me so fucking jealous! I'm not going to leave you alone, not until I think I've had my fair share of you. I feel mislead and want you to actually make me feel wanted. You lead me on and now I can't stop until I get something in return!" Axl mutters, not actually making any sense himself.

"You aren't even making any sense! Can't you just give up?! It's too late now, you know I love Nikki and that is not going to change." I shuffle further away from Axl, making sure to keep a fair distance between us. Nikki had finally spun on his heels, glancing in my direction as he continued to pluck his bass. He had to do a double take once his eyes landed directly on Axl beside me. Then and there he glared, an anger flashing through him.

"So what? To hell with Nikki! I'm talking about you and me. I want you to be mine, to give me the chance. Even if it takes me a hundred times to get it right." Axl exclaimed, stepping closer to me. Nikki's eyes never left us, he was watching like a hawk, as if at any time he would pounce from where he stood. Gradually Nikki was making his way across the stage, his head in a one track mind. I could practically see the thirst for Nikki giving Axl a knuckle sandwich. It was clear in his green eyes, he looked like he was almost enraged.