Kristen, a 23 year old struggling college student who just so happens to put herself through college being a stripper, crosses paths with the infamous newly sober Nikki Sixx. whom is exploring his new view of creativity. Nikki owes his old friend...
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* unedited bc im L A Z Y* *very unedited im so sorry*
Tensions were high and everyone was at each other's necks, especially Kristen and Nikki. Apparently working with your boyfriend on his album can cause arguments, which Kristen should have known because even before they were back together they argued over this stupid album. Yep, you heard her, stupid album. She was so sick of hearing the same songs over and over again and fixing them over and over again when they were perfect the first time. Damn, perfectionist Nikki Sixx. Much to Kristen's embarrassment, she had just found out weeks previously that this album was supposed to go with the book the band had published a few years prior. Kristen never dared to read that book, she had already seen too much of the "dysfunction junction" of Nikki's life, Tommy's words, not hers.
Kristen and Nikki had been living together for almost 4 months and the new had started to wear off and their fights started back up. But instead of fighting over how he cheated it was more of how he leaves the toilet seat up or leaves his socks scattered everywhere. There was a moment when Kristen thought of running again because things were getting too hairy for her, but she quickly shut that idea down. No more running, she had promised Nikki, so she decided she would suck it up.
The album was set to release within the week and was nowhere near finished. Whenever Kristen would get close, Nikki would pop up and want to add this or take something away. She was losing her mind, she was sure grey hairs had started to pop out of her head. She had sent a message to Tommy's assistant to start planning the album release party ASAP. She wouldn't dare ask Nikki's assistant because that little dumb bimbo would run her horse-teethed mouth to Nikki. Then that would make Nikki freak out and change even more things about the album, pushing it back further. So she made sure with the rest of the band that they were okay with the finished product before she moved forward with the release. She was terrified about what Nikki would do when she went through with her plan.
Nonetheless, Kristen went through with her plan, whether or not her plan was genius or Kristen digging her own grave, we will find out. Kristen was sitting at the counter in Nikki's house, really her house too now, and she was wringing her hands looking at the envelope in front of her. She knew what was inside, it was the announcement of the party. She wracked her brain and could not think of any other way to tell him than to get one sent to the house. Her cold hands ran down her face waiting for Nikki to come downstairs. She could hear him bumping around and making a mess, no doubt. Chills ran down her bare arms when she heard the thudding of his footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Mornin', my beautiful baby." Nikki bellowed to Kristen when he waltzed into the large kitchen. Kristen felt the back of her neck start to sweat, but she blamed it on the Los Angeles summer heat. She sent him a forced smile and ran her hand across his arm as he passed her.
