𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐘 | nikki sixx

𝟬𝟭𝟱 ➥ hickeys

ೃ⁀➷ 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗬 —

𝗜 𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘, 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗡𝗜𝗞𝗞𝗜'𝗦 face buried into my shoulder, when abruptly someone started banging on the door.

"Hurry the fuck up!" A man screamed from outside the door.

Nikki and I immediately jumped off each other. I reached for my jeans and panties, sloppily pulling them onto my body. Nikki fumbled with his belt, as I ran out the door. What the fuck just happened.

I didn't even bother to look at Nikki, I couldn't. I pushed past the crowd of people, heading straight for the exit. I thrusted the door open, when suddenly I collided with a tall figure.

"Yo, Lottie. What's going on? You leaving already?" Tommy searched my face, his hands were planted firmly on my shoulders, keeping me in place.

"Yeah, I just feel like shit." I stuttered, I probably looked like a mess.

𝗧𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗬

Oh yeah she looked like shit. But not in a bad way, in the way that you can tell she just had rough sex. Hickeys covered her neck, but I wasn't going to point that out right now. She seemed really shaken up.

"Are you sure?" I questioned her, her eyes were darting around the club and she kept constantly turning to look behind her.

"Yeah Tommy, I'm fine. Thank you." She smiled, before brushing past me and out of the club. She seemed off, maybe she had a shitty hookup. Who knows. I'll ask her about it tomorrow.

𝗩𝗜𝗢𝗟𝗘𝗧

I rushed back to the hotel, being a woman, dressed how I was, walking down a sketchy street in the middle of the night was not fun. I got back as quick as I could. I stumbled into my room, immediately plopping onto my bed and just screamed into my pillow. I fucked everything up. Tomorrow was our last show, and now shit would be awkward. Nikki and I won't be able to even look at each other, things will be too awkward. Nikki wasn't just some boy, some hookup, he had grew to be one of my best friends. Although I didn't agree with everything he did, like cheating on his girlfriends, but he was still my best friend. I don't know what he thought of me; or how he saw me. Regardless, now that I think about it, there definitely had been some sexual tension these past couple of weeks. Nikki and I spent almost everyday together. It was habit I guess.

The fact that we were also so alike didn't help. Everything I struggled with, he struggled with. We were two halves, in that way you almost never find in anyone. But at the same time, we were...a mess. Two natural disasters who needed to heal. I couldn't be with Nikki, I wouldn't. We were rockstars, Nikki had a new woman in his hotel almost every night, and was an addict. Although none of us wanted to admit it, we were all addicts. All involved with some heavy drug. That's just how it was. I was not going to let myself get involved with a man who doesn't know what he wants.

I awoke to the sun striking down onto my face. I groaned, glancing at the alarm clock next to my bed.

12:34pm.

I groaned, throwing myself out of bed. I was still wearing the jeans I was wearing yesterday. I probably dozed off as I talked to myself in bed last night. I quickly made my way to the bathroom, and hopped in the shower. I scrubbed at my bruises on my hips, for what felt like hours, trying to erase the events that took place last night. No use. I finally stepped out of the blazing shower, wiping the foggy mirror down. Immediately I noticed the hickeys that littered my neck, fuck. I'll make sure to cover those up before I leave for soundcheck.

Getting ready didn't take long, considering I didn't bother to blow dry my hair. I exited my hotel room, locking it behind me as I peered down the hallway. There was Tommy, emerging from his room.

"Lottie!" He called out to me, before sprinting down the hallway.

"Hey Tommy." I forced a smile, as Tommy immediately pulled me into an embrace. Although I was confused, regardless I still returned the hug. It brought me comfort, Tommy was such a half glass full kinda guy, it was funny.

"Are you okay? You seemed off last night." Tommy muttered into my hair, before pulling me away by my shoulders.

"Geez Tommy, what? You obsessed with me or somethin'?" I giggled my way out of it. But of course, Tommy saw right through me.

"You didn't answer my question." He stated, seriously too.

"Yes, I'm fine, T-bone." I smiled, he sighed, loosely wrapping his arm around my shoulder, guiding us to the elevator.

"I just don't want you getting involved in the wrong shit." He sighed, as the elevator started towards the main floor.

"Tommy, I'm a coke addict. I don't think there is anything worse than that." I giggled, poking his side as he swatted my hand away.

"You could be on heroin, you could be in a cult, you could-" He started, as I quickly cut him off.

"Okay, okay. I got it dickhead." The elevator beeped, as the doors slid open.

Me and Tommy immediately exited the elevator, giggling and thrashing around as we made our way out to the cab. Taking us to the stadium. Thank god Nikki wasn't there, apparently he had still been in bed.

Tommy had his arm loosely around my waist as we entered the stadium. We approached the stage, as I saw my band fooling around on stage, along with Mötley. And...

"Nikki!" Tommy shouted, waving his hand. Nikki turned over immediately, but when he noticed me his smile soon turned into a smirk.

Tommy hesitated for a minute, slowly treading behind me, with his arm still loosely around my waist. I couldn't not notice this.

"Tommy? What's wrong?" I giggled nudging his side. When suddenly his eyes widened as he instantly perked up. Looking at me, then Nikki, me, Nikki, me, Nikki, and me once again.

"Holy shit dudes!"

— 𝗙𝗜𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

❝ Look at us, you and I, back at it again. ❞