Bad Day (Mötley Crüe)

Misery

Nikki laid in a pile of blankets in his dark room. He didn't really want Tommy to leave him alone, but he wasn't really sure what else to say. He felt his eyes get wet and blinked a few tears away.

He heard his door open and close again. The footsteps were too quiet to be anyone else other than Mick. The bed dipped beside him.

"Hey Nik" Mick's rather comforting voice was soft and quiet.

He reached in the blanket pile, pawing around for Nikki.

"Scoot over some" Mick said.

Mick scooted further up on the bed, which allowed Nikki to curl up in Mick's lap.

"Tommy's worried about you" Mick said quietly. He pet Nikki's hair. "He wants to take you out for dinner again, would you like that?" He asked.

Nikki hummed and nodded his head against Mick's stomach.

"He really likes you, Nik. He likes seeing you happy" Mick said. He continued petting Nikki's hair until he felt him shake a little. "Hey, come up here" he said. He patted his chest.

Mick scooted down so Nikki could settle on his chest. He rubbed Nikki's back soothingly as he began to cry.

"Shh... what's got you so upset?" Mick asked.

"I... I don't know!" Nikki cried. "The voices won't leave me alone! I'm so fucking tired!" He sobbed. "I'm so useless... I just wanna die..." he cried hard into Mick's chest.

"S'okay Nikki... I'm not gonna-I'm not gonna let you die man... you can't leave me" Mick's own voice cracked. "It's not us against the world anymore... we're gonna be okay... Tommy and Vince are on our side"
He said quietly.

"A-are you sure?" Nikki asked. He fisted Mick's shirt in his hands.

"I'm sure... I think you should sleep with me tonight, but first, do you want something to eat? Or maybe a bath?" Mick asked. He felt Nikki's face to see if he felt warm. "You might feel a little better"

Nikki sniffled. "Yeah, yeah, maybe you're right" he said in a hoarse voice. He made no effort to get up. "You should be with Vince... not me"

"I love you, Nik, I can't let anything bad happen to you" Mick kissed the top of Nikki's head. "Come on, bath, I'll wash your hair, then you can lay in my room. No rush, just whenever you're ready" he whispered.

He pressed another gentle kiss on Nikki's forehead before sliding out from underneath him. He crept out of Nikki's room and into his own. He couldn't help but smile when he saw a lump in his blankets. He crept up on the lump, and dug his fingers in it, making it giggle.

"Hmm... wonder where Vince is?" Mick said out loud. "Guess he's not here"

The lump giggled again. Mick laid back in his spot.

"Okay I can't help it!" Vince emerged from the blankets, giggling as he laid on Mick's chest.

"Oh there you are, never woulda guessed you were still here" Mick said. He tapped Vince's nose, cupping his face. "Will you hold this for me?" He handed the pen to Vince.

"What for? Also how's Nikki?" Vince asked. "I heard him crying..." his voice grew quiet and sad.

Mick chuckled Vince held the pen in a sort of fist, looking at it, then grimacing.

"Oh fuck off, what did Tommy tell you?" Vince said, as he held the pen in a funny way.

"So... what's the grudge you've got with red pens?" Mick teased, taking the pen back and twirling it in his fingers.

"Nothing!"

"Oh really? What did Tommy mean when he said they reminded you of 'school people writing letters on paper'?" Mick said, using air quotes.

"My teachers only wrote in red pen on my papers... red usually meant I failed" Vince chuckled.

"Uh huh... I just wanted to see what you would do" Mick said. He let the pen fall to the ground before turning his full attention to Vince. "As for Nikki... I think he's gonna sleep in here tonight, he's... further gone than he should be" Mick said quietly.

"Oh, do you need me to leave?" Vince said, lifting part of his body up.

"No no, not yet, Nikki's not even out of bed yet" Mick said. Vince silently nodded and rested his head back on Mick's chest. "Does it bother you?" He asked.

"Does what?" Vince asked, confused.

"Nikki and I, sleeping on the same bed, sharing the same drugs... we're trying... I promise we are" Mick said.

"No, no honey, it doesn't bother me at all. You're like his lifeblood man, you're his best friend, I can't get in the way of that. And I know you're trying, I'm so proud of you" Vince said.

He turned Mick's face towards his and kissed him gently.

"I want you guys to be okay, I want to be able to help make you guys comfortable and safe" Vince said. He continued to brush his fingers against Mick's face. "And if it means you and Nik held up in a room together, so be it, I can't get mad at that" he held Mick's face by his fingertips. "I love you, both of you. You're a killer package deal" Vince said. "But, enough of the sad stuff for a moment"

He placed the lightest kiss on Mick's lips. He grinned before placing a second one and running his finger down Mick's throat. Mick's breath got caught when Vince hovered over him.

"I'll try not to get too comfy" Vince whispered.

Mick laid his hands on Vince's waist, pressing his thumbs into his skin.

"I don't know how someone could've been so cruel to you..." Vince whispered. "You're the sweetest thing I've ever known"