You Make It Easy || Nikki Sixx

Chapter 3

     It's been almost two weeks since I last saw Nikki in New York. My vacation is long over now and I've been slowly preparing myself for the move to California. Since he never called, maybe there'll be a chance I see him when I'm there... probably not, what reason do I have to leave campus every night? Plus would I even want to see him again after this? He probably would act like he doesn't know who I am just so he doesn't have to deal with his 'one-night stand'.

     I sigh and fall down on my bed, looking at the list of everything that I need to get done, and looking at the seemingly endless tasks makes me want to curl up into a ball and sleep for hours on end. I grab the phone from my nightstand and call Jennifer... thank god she picked up. "Hey, Jen.."

     "What's wrong Aria?"

     "I don't want to go to UCLA- I should have just gone to Madison when I had the chance! Now I'm stuck going to this high-taxed hell hole when I would have thrived in Wisconsin! I already have the house there and the school's only forty-five minutes away- I could have gone home whenever I wanted! My parents were right... I should have just fucking listened to them."

     "Are you having second thoughts because Nikki hasn't called you?" she calls me out.

     "... no..." I lied.

    "Hun... I know that you were hoping that he would but what did you really expect?" she says, attempting to comfort me. "I'm not trying to hurt your feelings when I say this but he probably slept with like 20 different women once you were gone."

     "Oh, you're saying that I'm just another number?" I sigh "He stopped me from leaving to ask for my number and even kissed me again before I left. Do you really think he would go through all that trouble just to fuck with my head?"

     "I'm saying that he doesn't meet the expectations you should set for yourself. I know that going out with a rockstar would be cool n shit but is he actually a good guy? He probably kills himself every night with alcohol and drugs! Is that something you really want to get messed up in? You don't deserve that! Plus just by the looks of him, he looks like he'd be an abusive boyfriend with that plus narcotics involved!" Jen lectured me.

     "He is not abusive... he was a gentleman."

     "I'm sure he seemed that way since you just met him... but that is the first guy you truly had a thing with and this is a guy you're not likely to see again. And it's going to hurt, and I hate telling you this because I love you so much but because I love you, I need to tell you the truth."

     "You suck." I responded, twirling the phone cord.

     "Yeah, apparently so did you" I can feel her evil smile on the other end of the line.

     Oh. my. God. I'm hanging up on you!"

     "I'll see you tomorrow, ok?"

     "I might change my mind now" I rolled my eyes.

     "Bye Ari" the line died.

     Having nothing to do for the rest of the day, I accompanied my mom to Jewel Osco, picking up some things we will need for the week. "Hey hun, why don't we stop at Kmart or Walmart to pick out the rest of your dorm furniture?"

    "Mhmm" I shrugged.

     "What's wrong? You were so happy for like a week when you got back from your trip, now you're just sad.."
    "It's nothing" I respond, hardly above a whisper.

     "You were like this a week after your dad took you to that Van Halen concert in March... Is it just post-adrenal depression or something?"

     "I guess." I kept browsing.

     We eventually went home where I went straight to my room. I continued filling boxes and suitcases of things I wanted to bring with me for the move, but that just made me more depressed. Around 11 p, I got a call, expecting it to be Jen, who else would call me at this hour, right? I picked up the phone "Hello?" all I heard was noise coming from the background "Ugh scam callers"

     I was about to pull the phone away from my ear "Aria? Is that you?"

     No way.. It couldn't be... "Yeah hello?"

     "Ari, it's Nikki! I'm in Massachusetts! We just finished our tour and we're heading home, where are you right now?"

     "I'm at home-"

     "Where's that?" he asked in an excited panic.

     "Unfortunately, Illinois... why?"

     "Can you pick me up in an hour? Which airport is the closest, I'm gonna catch a flight!"

     "Uh they are both about the same but Midway is easier to navigate.. Are you seriously about to get on a plane right now?"

     "Yeah, there's one about to leave! What time is it there?"

     "Uhhh..." I look at my clock "11:16"

     "Sweet, so you'll pick me up at... 1:30, see you soon!"

    "Wait, Nikki-"

    "Gotta go, bye!"

     Why is everybody hanging up on me today?  He hasn't called for two weeks, now I have to go to the airport in the middle of the night and pick this guy up? Jennifer is going to have a fucking field day when she hears this. Ya know what, Im going to call her right now and rub it in her fucking face. I pick up the line and dial her number. The line rings and she picks it up "FUCK YOU- YOU ARE GOING TO BELIEVE WHAT JUST FUCKING HAPPENED!"

     "Why are you yelling, I was asleep!"

    "Guess what I'm doing in two hours!"

     "Killing yourself?" she asks.

    "No dipshit- Im going to midway airport to pick up Nikki fucking Sixx you bitch!"

     "WHAT! Ya know I didn't mean a thing I said. I knew it was gonna work out" She changed her tone trying to sound like she was supportive the whole time.

     ''I KNOW- listen I'll talk to you tomorrow, I need to take a shower and get ready. I can't pick up a rockstar looking like this!"

     "Go- go get ready and if you suck his dick, call me. Love ya"

     "Love ya too, bye"

     I spent the next hour and a half way in over my head while getting ready. When I was ready to leave I snuck into the driveway, put the car in neutral, and backed it out the drive so I wouldn't wake anyone. When I was halfway down the block, I started the car and drove my way to the airport. I didn't want to look like I was trying but to make him I just look this good at 2 am. A messy bun, baggy pants, and a tight tank with subtle makeup should do the trick. I'm on the verge of peeing my pants the whole way there, I'm so nervous. Since that flight was one of- if not the last to get in, there was no traffic control so I was able to park at the pickup and wait for him. He doesn't know what car I drive so I would actually need to get out to greet him. I bounced my leg and bit my nails in anticipation terrified- what am I supposed to say to him? Oh my god, there he is.. Alright, here we go.
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