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Don't Die (Vince Neil x Reader)

~this one is going to cover Razzle's death. You have been warned~

~Y/N POV~

"Hey babe." I said smiling as I placed my hand on his arm, I am currently 6 months pregnant with our daughter, Skylar. "Hey, I am going to get some more alcohol." He said as I grabbed his hand, he was very drunk and should not be driving. 

"I think we have enough." I say trying to stop him, "No it'll be fine!" He said slurring his words. "Wait!" I said grabbing his hand and putting it to my stomach. "She's kicking." I said smiling as he smiled. "Hi baby, be good to mommy." He said smiling and kissing my stomach.

I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him passionately, I really didn't want him leaving. "Just hurry back, ok?" I said as he just walked off, "Raz are you coming?" He asked completely ignoring me. "Twice already today mate!" Raz said slurring his words and stumbling around. "Sorry about that, love" Raz said as he took off his hat and put it on me as I just glared.

"Or should I say, loves." He said pointing to my stomach as I was now getting annoyed. "Loves....yeah" I said sighing taking off the hat and walking over to where the boys were. "You ok Y/N?" Mick said looking at me as I was about ready to cry.

"Yeah- Yeah I'm fine." I said lying as I wiped the tears away. 

~Vince Neil POV~

"All right, stop stalling. Who would you rather fuck: Cyndi Lauper or Boy George?" I asked looking at Razzle, we were both extremely drunk. "How about neither." He said, "Nah, man. You've gotta pick one, all right. You've got a gun to your head. Fuck one or die. Which one is it gonna be?" I asked looking at him again. 

"No, you know what? I'm having trouble accepting this premise. Under what circumstances would I find myself in such a situation?" Razzle said laughing a bit. "It's a mystery, you Cockney fuck." I said laughing, "It's a mystery!" 

"You know, some random fucker's trapped the three of you in a room, and he's demanding you fuck one of them." I said giving him a scenario. "Well, what does this mysterious person benefit from my sexual humiliation?" He asked as I replied with, "I don't know, man, but you're definitely gonna die if you don't fucking pick."

There was a pause. "In that case, I think I'd have to go with the Lauper. At least she's got the proper plumbing. Hey, no, but Georgie Boy, he's probably more experienced in the handling of penis." Raz said laughing now as I laughed too before realizing I was on the opposite side of the road. "What the fuck!" I screamed as we collided with another car.

CRASH

I woke up after the cars collided and realized Razzle was on my lap. "Jesus." I said looking at Raz. "Hey, that was a fucking close one, man." Raz said sliding in and out of consciousness as he laughed. "But...where are we?" I asked as he replied with, "Look at all the lights!" "What the fuck are you talking about, man." I said looking up at the red flashing lights.

"Oh yeah. Look at the lights, man. What do you want for Christmas, Raz?" I said looking at him only to realize he was dead. "Wake up, man. Raz, wake up. Hey!" I said slapping him as a police officer approached our car. "Wake up, man. My buddy fell asleep. Hey! Wake up, man. Oh my God. Help! Razzle! Come on, man. Wake up!" I yelled.

I saw on the news the next morning that Vince was arrested for drunk driving and vehicular manslaughter. I told him not to go! He was sentenced to 30 days in jail, and I did not visit him once. He fucking did this to himself. 

He only served 19 on the condition he stayed sober, is what Nikki told me. 

"The Motley Crue front man paid 2.5 million in restitution, and some wonder if the consequences are harsh enough for the singer whose actions resulted in tragedy" 

I sighed turning off the news, I was heavily pregnant and Vince was clearly not cut out to be a father. "Hey, what's taking so long!? Vince got out of jail, like, three months ago. They should be out on tour by now!" Tom said looking at Doc, "Are you out of your fucking mind? Look at 'em" Doc said pointing to the boys. 

"They're a fucking mess." "No shit." Doc said as Tom had pointed out the obvious. Mick was drunk, Nikki was high and Tommy was god knows what. I was still trying to be around for Vince but it was getting harder to do.

"Look man, my boss is killing me. We need them to finish that record and get them back on the road." Tom said staring at Doc as he stood up to look at him. "Yeah, I'll get them on tour." Doc said as Nikki waved with a bottle of Jack in his hands.

"But you guys think you own them all because you own their music, right?" Doc said getting closer to Tom. "Then it's on you and your fucking label. If one of those idiots comes back in a body bag." Doc said as a threat.

"Just...Just...get them back on road, alright?" Tom said walking out of the room. Tommy started playing a beautiful melody on the piano as Vince finally walked in the fucking door. I stared at him as he stared back. "Yo." Vince said as he came into the recording room. "What's up dude?" Tommy said as Mick had his arm around you because he felt bad.

Tommy jumped over your legs and sat next to you smiling a bit as you faked a smile. "Hey" Vince said kicking Mick's legs and smiling at you. "I got, uhm. The lyrics." Nikki said handing Vince a piece of paper. "I made a couple of adjustments, but uh...I think you may like 'em" Nikki said. "Home sweet home?" Vince said looking at Nikki. "It's been too long buddy." 

"Here, have a bump with me." Nikki said smiling handing Vince the plate of cocaine. "Nikki." I said kicking him from under the table. "I just got out of fucking jail." Vince said as Nikki plucked a few bass strings nervously. "You're an asshole." Vince said as he walked over to get a bump.

"Seriously?" I said punching him and storming out. "Y/N! Wait!" He said as I flipped him off before storming out. "Wanna show him the melody?" Nikki said looking at Tommy who looked at Mick. As soon as Vince snorted a line he immediately coughed and started throwing up. As everyone just kind of looked at each other. "What the fuck was that!?" Vince said covering his mouth.

"That was smack!" Nikki said with a slight laugh. "You slip me smack and I'm the fucking problem?!" Vince yelled at them as Tommy laughed. Vince kicked the table hard startling Mick. "Yeah, I know what you're thinking. I'm a monster. I killed Razzle, yeah. Could've happened to any one of you!" Vince yelled as Mick put his sunglasses back on and Tommy just facepalmed. "Nice job, Nikki." Mick said as he glared at him through his sunglasses.

Vince stormed out and slammed the door. "Y/N, WAIT UP." Vince said as he saw you hadn't gotten far because of how pregnant you are. "What do you fucking want." I said staring at him, "I'm sorry. Please forgive me." He said grabbing my hand and starting to cry. 

"Fine." I said hoping he would stay clean. And he did.

~Don't Die~