nikki sixx (1) ☆

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Your Tommy's little sister and you saw the guys put on a show.

Y/N's pov

I walk over to nikki, who sat at a booth all alone.
"Hey, that was an ace show you guys put on," I said, sliding next to him.
Nikki watched as you approached. He looked you over before responding.
"You actually watched the whole thing?" Nikki said.
"Yep." I replied, playing with my hair.
"Why are you here? Did Tommy bring you?" Nikki asked with a confused face.
"I came here because I wanted to come," I replied, looking at him.
"Are you even old enough to be here?" Nikki asked again.
'My God, he asks a lot of questions,' I thought to myself.
"Yeah," I giggled a little bit.
"Let me see your ID," he said .
"No," I replied.
"No? Why not?" He said. Why does he care so much about seeing my ID.
"Because you're not the police," I raised my voice a bit.
"I’m also older than you. And I can tell you to do something. Now show me your ID." He said, crossing his arms.
"No," I repeated.

"You're a brat. You know that, right?" Nikki asked.
"I'm not a brat, thank you very much," I said, crossing my arms.
"You are a brat. You’re stubborn, and you have to have your way. How old are you anyway?" He asked again.
"16" I mumbled, making sure no one around us hears.
"16 and already this mouthy? The hell does Tommy even see in you?" He shakes his hand.
"He sees a lot of things," I said. "Look at him.
"You’re only 16. You’re just a child with an attitude problem and a big mouth. Don’t act like you’re anything special." He argued.
"I'm not a child." I argued back.
"You have a lot to learn about life, sweetheart. Especially when you have an older brother who’s an addict and in a rockband. You’re not a child…yet you’re not an adult. Grow up while you can. Learn some manners because I’m not going to go easy on you like Tommy will." He says.
"Who said I'm not an addict?" I whispered.
"You're 16...how, could you be an addict?" He asked.
"Magic..the fuck do you think." I argued.
"Magic is a funny thing to blame it on. But sure. You’re not an addict, you’re under 18. You’re just a little brat that hasn’t experienced the real world yet." He argued back.
"Oh, I'm sorry, dad, am I not good enough?" I put my hands on the table.
"Don’t call me dad. And it’s not a matter of being good enough. It’s a matter of being an idiot child who doesn’t know what they’re getting themselves into. Especially being around us. Tommy is going to give you whatever you want. But I’m not." He rises his voice a bit.

"Whatever, I'm gonna go in the bathroom and snort all the coke I can" I rolled my eyes.
"Excuse me? You think I’m going to let you do that?" He questions.
"Yeah" I walked away.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, no. No you’re not. I’m not letting you do that." He grabbed my arm, pulling me  back over to him. Holding me by my upper arm now.
"get off me you pedo." I pushed him.
"Pedo? What? Excuse me? I’m not going to let your idiot self go off and snort all the coke you can to get high. I won’t stop you from drinking. But I will from the hard drugs. You’re too young and you already have enough attitude as it is." He talks through his teeth.

I grabs his full drink from the table he was sat at and chugs it, crushing the cup throwing it at his head.
He's reflexes were quick as he caught the crushed cup before it could hit him in the head. He raised an eyebrow at me and chuckled under his breath.
"Wow, you’re a feisty one. Aren’t you?" He spoke.
"Don't even think about it nikki" I said
He grabbed my arm again, pulling me down onto the couch beside him. Making me sit down.
"I wasn’t thinking anything. Besides keeping a bratty sixteen year old from doing stupid things." He chuckled.
"Why don't you go fuck another groupie unstead of babysitting me." I said with anger.
"First of all, who says I’m babysitting you. I’m looking out for my friend’s kid sister. Second of all, I don't just go fucking girls." He crosses his arms again. He looks like a fag when he does that.
"I'm gonna punch you soon" I said as my hand makes a fist.
"Oh? Yeah? You’re gonna punch me? A full grown man, who’s bigger and stronger then you? And you’re gonna punch me? You’re delusional at this point sweetie." He smirks.

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