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"The fuck is going on with you and Violet?" Mick took another swig of vodka as he relaxed on my couch. Simply I rolled my eyes as I leaned down to the tray and snorted a line of blow.
"Absolutely nothing." I exaggerated the 'Y' as I leaned back, rubbing my nostrils.
"I recognized her, where have I seen her?..." Vince slurred out as he struggled to keep his eyes open.
"She's been on all those magazines with those fucking rockstars. She's even been seen with Eddie Van Halen." I scoffed, shutting my eyes as I remembered back to the time when I first saw the magazine. I didn't care actually.
I grabbed the magazine, analyzing it. Is that Eddie Van Fucking Halen? My eyebrows furrowed and my eyes hardened as I flipped through the magazine. Eddie talked about his close relationship with Violet. I slammed it shut, Fuck. This. Instantly I snatched my lighter from the table, holding the flame up to the magazine. The material crumbled and and crackled as pieces tumbled to the carpet.
"And Dave Mustaine." Mick added on, placing the bottle of vodka on the coffee table in front of us.
"See." I nodded with my head, fiddling with my pack of Marlboro reds, pulling out a stick a placing it between my lips.
"So?...Am I missing something?" Tommy squinted his eyes in confusion. Glancing around the room.
"Nikki's jealous as shit, that's what." Mick cackled, causing me to punch his arm.
"Watch it Sixx." He warned as I scoffed, causing Vince to burst into fits of laughter.
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The following week, the video was released. And it spread like wild fire. Mötley Crüe wasn't just being talked about, but The Mental was also being talked about. Our debut album 'Lunatic' hadn't even released yet, but was to release within the next two weeks. But just yesterday I was stopped on the street by someone from Rolling Stone, asking me about the album. I couldn't say much, other than it would be expected within the next two weeks.
Lunatic - The Mental
Track one - Call Me
By Blondie
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