Looks That Kill (Nikki Sixx FanFic)

Drawn To You

"Oh my God..." I grumbled, quickly pushing off of Nikki and falling beside him in the bed. I didn't even bother to catch the blanket when it fell from my body. We had already been caught in the act, why should I care if my boobs were out? I had so much more to be concerned about. Like the fact that my boyfriend's best friend just walked in on me and Nikki Sixx having sex. Amazing sex, I might add.

I nervously ran my fingers through my hair an infinite number of times, hoping that the pain of digging through the tangled mats would cause me to wake up from this horrible nightmare. My heart was racing when I looked up and CC was still gawking at me from his spot in the doorway.

"Winter...what the actual fuck..." He was barely audible, and his lips hardly moved as he spoke. I wished more than anything that a black hole would tear through the fibers of reality and suck me into it at this exact moment. I was absolutely mortified. How had we not heard him come in?

"Wh-what are you doing here?" I choked out, my face reddening. I realized that it sounded accusing, which made me sound like a total bitch. I had no room to question anybody on anything considering I had just gotten caught red handed cheating on Bret. Still, it was the only thing I could think of to say.

CC seemed to agree. "What do you mean what am I doing here? What the fuck is he doing here?"

CC gestured wildly at Nikki, who-thank God-had been sitting quietly beside me the entire time. I looked warily between the two, my mind trying to come up with some sort of reasonable excuse, as though a lie could somehow save me from this situation. Unless I falsely accused Nikki of rape, there was literally no other reason as to why we would be naked in a bed together other than the fact that I was being unfaithful.

"CC..."

"And actually, I came here to let you know that Bret woke up."

"What?" Nikki and I gasped in unison.

"That's right," CC continued, nodding his head. "He's alive and well. He's resting up at the hospital, they're not going to discharge him for a few more days still. I thought you'd be happy to know, but I guess I was wrong."

That last comment hit me hard, and I winced at the harshness of his words. CC had always been kind to me, and it felt strange suddenly having him treat me so coldly. We had been so close for so long, it hurt to hear him talk to me like this.

"She is happy to know," Nikki suddenly spoke up. "In fact, the reason she's doing this is because she wanted Bret to live."

Nikki, no.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" CC scoffed, folding his arms over his chest.

"Winter has a curse. It killed me, and I came back to life. It nearly killed Bret too. But now, she's back with me and he's perfectly fine again," Nikki explained.

"Nikki..." I grabbed ahold of his arm, but he didn't listen to my pleas. He was too busy glaring at CC.

"No. You died because you're a fucking junkie, Nikki," CC replied, spitting the word 'junkie' with disgust. "And Winter is a whore."

I couldn't believe my own ears. CC had actually called me a whore. After all of the comfort and kindness he had shown me for so long, he was quick to lash out at me. I knew that the story of my curse was far fetched, and I hadn't expected CC to believe Nikki when he heard it. But I also didn't expect him to snap at me like that. Maybe he wasn't like Mick after all.

I opened my mouth to yell insults at CC, trying to fight back despite the tears that were now forming in my eyes. But I didn't have to. When I looked up, Nikki was storming towards CC, not stopping until he had lifted CC up by the collar of his shirt and pinned him against the wall.