Bad Day (Mötley Crüe)

What Happened to No More Bad Days?

Tommy noticed how disinterested Nikki looked at his food. He was eating slowly and just pushed things around. He wanted to ask Nikki what was wrong, but he wasn't sure Nikki would even tell him the truth. He couldn't blame him though, when Tommy is out of sorts, he doesn't like talking about it either. He reached for Nikki's hand. He got sad when Nikki's hand was just slack against his.

Nikki ended up leaving part way through lunch. His emotions got the best of him and he fled back to the motel.

Tommy waited a while to give Nikki some space. He ended up driving around the area for a couple hours and found a small store. He went inside and ended up buying some fun novelty items, as well as some comfort items for Nikki. Some juice, sweets, and a plush animal.

He took the long way back to the motel. He went to their room to find the door locked. He sighed, and wandered back out to o the front desk.

"Uhm... hello, are you able to unlock my door?" Tommy asked. "I think my boyfriend is asleep" he shrugged.

The receptionist offered a kind smile and followed Tommy down the hall to their room and opened it. They bid each other good nights and Tommy went inside.

"Baby?" Tommy spoke quietly. "I brought food back in case you are hungry later, or I can go get more so you have something warm" He put the food on the dresser. "Baby?" He called out.

He stood still for a moment. The room seemed all too dark, and all too quiet. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. His breath trembled anxiously as he backed himself up into the corner. He shakily reached and turned on the lamp.

He let out a soft cry when his fear came true. The room was empty.

"N... Nikki..." he whimpered in a broken voice. "Baby where are you??" He cried.

He sat there crying in the dark for hours. He even made himself sick a few times. He wasn't sure what he should do. He pulled out his phone and called Nikki... which rang on the bedside table. He felt his chest drop. He shot off a quick text to Mick asking if he had a moment to talk, and was met with a phone call almost immediately.

"What's up T, what's goin on?"

"Uhm... Nikki, uhm..." Tommy stammered.

"Tommy what's wrong?"

"Nikki... he, he left, during lunch? And, uhm, he's... not here" Tommy sighed, not even able to cry anymore. "His phone is here too"

"Shit... do you know where he went?"

"I dunno... he just said some words I couldn't hear and walked out..." Tommy started biting his nails.

"Fuck me..."

"I think I fucked up..." Tommy banged his head against the wall.

"What happened?"

"Asked Nikki to marry me, fucked the whole thing up" Tommy hit his head again.

"You're gonna hurt yourself... and you didn't fuck anything up, kid, Nikki told us after it happened. He seemed pretty happy. Showed us the ring and everything"

"Then... why would-why would" Tommy started crying hard again.

"Vince is gonna come get you, okay?"

"No! No, I mean... uhm, can you? If it's not, uhm... trouble? It is just you know things about Nikki and... and I just want you here" Tommy sobbed.

"I'll be there real soon, Tommy. Vince is gonna call a cab, and I'll be there real soon, okay?"

"Don't leave!" He cried. "Stay..." he sniffled.

"Stay on the phone?"

"Yes please..." Tommy said meekly.

"Okay, kid. Do you have your stuff packed?"

"We did not bring anything, we did not first plan to stay here" Tommy wiped his eyes.

"Cabs here... I'm on my way, T. Keep talkin to me man"

"I just... I do not know what I did wrong... or, where he would even go" Tommy said dejectedly.

"You didn't do anything wrong, okay?"

"Then why... why would he leave me?"

"I... I don't know..."

Tommy cried quietly the entire time Mick was on his way. He felt so tired, and defeated. He felt so weak.

Mick arrived in about an hour. Tommy told him what room he was in and unlocked the door.

They sat down on the bed for a few moments and Tommy latched himself onto Mick.

"I gotcha..." Mick murmured. "Cmon, you don't need to be lingering around here any longer"

He eased Tommy up off the bed, grabbed Nikki's phone, and they went out to Tommy's car. Mick made Tommy hand over the keys since Tommy was in no condition to drive.

"It's late... why don't you sleep on the way back?" Mick asked, noticing it was near midnight now.

God... Nikki had been gone for hours.

"Yeah... yeah, okay" Tommy nodded.

He ended up sleeping draped over the center console of his car. They drove around for a while, they drive as long as Tommy kept sleeping. Mick went down some back roads, some side roads, and some alleys to try and find Nikki. Places they slept in when they were younger. After about another hour, Mick gave up, and drove them back to their apartment.

"Wake up, Tom" Mick gently jostled Tommy's shoulders.

"Nikki...?" Tommy groaned.

"No kid... I'm sorry" Mick whispered.

"Nikki..." Tommy cried.

"Come on... we can look for him tomorrow, okay? You're too tired" Mick rubbed Tommy's back.

"No! We keep looking, I am not going home without him" Tommy insisted.

"Okay... at least go put on some warmer clothes. I need to tell Vince we'll be out a bit longer"

"You should stay with Vinny" Tommy said, getting out of the car.

"No, because if he is where I think he is... I don't want you to get hurt too" Mick said. "Don't be stubborn"

"I... okay..." Tommy sighed.

They went inside and Mick slipped into their room for a few moments, throwing on a jacket and grabbing some spare clothes.

"Baby?" Vince called into the air.

"I didn't mean to wake you... I'm sorry" Mick sat down on the bed.

"Did you find Nikki?" Vince asked, sitting up.

"No..." Mick sucked in a shaky breath. "Tommy doesn't want to stop until we do. If... if we're not back by morning-"

"Don't even go there, I got it" Vince said.

"You dont even know what I was gonna say" Mick chuckled softly.

"Well, whatever you were gonna say, I got it" Vince hugged Mick's waist. "You'll find him"

Vince sat up and hugged him properly, and tightly.

"You're gonna find him" Vince repeated. "I know you are." He kissed Mick's cheek.

"What if we don't?" Mick asked, his voice threatening to break.

"Then he'll find you"