Karma's Happenstance

World War Sixx

World War Sixx

MJ's POV

I wake, confused and glance at the clock. I could swear I’d been asleep for ten hours straight but in fact it was still in the middle of the night. 
What had woken me up?

I remember standing in the middle of the bedroom, touching my lips for at least five minutes before I went to bed eventually. But it took some time for me to finally sleep. I had been too shaken up to get rest. 

That kiss Izzy gave me was incredible. When I kissed him it was like the hands of time froze. Everything just slowed down, perchance so I could better remember every detail. And I did.

When Nikki kissed me, it had felt nice. It had been my very first kiss and I have nothing else to compare, but when Izzy kissed me it was like I was on fire in an instant. Compared to Nikki’s kiss I couldn’t think. I couldn’t focus. I just wanted him to never end this and I felt a strange feeling in my stomach like a thousand butterflies shaking me up. 

In retrospect, the two kissed similarly. But There was no feeling between Nikki's lips and mine other than pressure. But with Izzy there was an electrical current shooting throughout my body.

The sound of water running in the bathroom answers my question of what had woken me. Someone’s here. I feel panic rushing over me and huddle further into the bed, covering my almost naked body under the sheets. Who was in here? 

Eyeing the bathroom door, I wait and hope the person would not notice me eventually and just leave. After a while the door opens and a tall dark figure appears. I am too scared to move, when I realize it is Nikki who’s standing in front of the bed naked as god made him. 

"See something you like, baby?" He asks with that sideways smirk of his and I turn as red as a tomato before I pulled the bed sheet over my head. God, this was embarrassing.

This was already the second man I saw naked within twenty four hours. This Tommy guy in his thong not included. Why were they all so comfortable running around naked? 

"C’mon doll. Don’t be shy. If you see something you like, just go for it." I hear Nikki say while he tugs the corner of the sheet. "Feel free to take advantage of me." I hear him chuckle, instantly tugging the sheet I keep clutching. 

I feel panic rising. I’m almost naked. He’s not allowed to see me like this. No one is. No one ever saw me naked. Not even my sisters. 

"Please, Nikki…" I let out a small sob, begging him to stop embarrassing me like this.

"You’re a really restive chick, you know that?" I hear him chuckle. "This kinda turns me on." 

He lets go of the sheet and for a second I think he’s going to go but then I feel the bed shift. The sheet is ripped off my body in a second and all I can manage to get out is a scream before Nikki throws himself onto me. His hands prowl my almost nude body. His lips try to trap mine.

I struggle as he tries to kiss me again, hitting him in panic. He grabs my wrists, holding them down and looks at me with a frown. His eyes are cold and black. I can feel every detail of his body pressed to mine.

"Please…" I let out another sob.

"So either you like it rough or you weren’t really expecting me." He says calmly, not moving an inch. His fingertip tracing my cheek softly. "If you’re not here to fuck, what are you doing in my bed, baby?" Nikki asks, looking down on me with that menacing smirk.

Then the bedroom door flies open and halfway off the hinges with a loud crash, revealing Izzy with a furious look on his face.

Izzy POV 

This is it! This time I’ll murder that son of a bitch. I don’t even fucking care if I’m going to jail for it. He’s just a sick fuck. This shit has to stop. 

Forcing drugs on every one of us is one thing. We are all fucked up enough to gladly take it from him. Drugging and fucking passed out sluts is quite the same. The chicks all know what they’re getting into with Nikki Sixx. 

But forcing himself to an innocent girl, who is probably even still a virgin, is another. And he fucking drugged me to get me out of his way. Motherfucker. This is something I can’t tolerate. Sixx is so going down for this.

I must have been passed out on the floor where I shot up whatever Sixx drugged me with. I'm still pretty droggy. God knows how long I’ve been lying there like that. That floor is still way better than any other place I’ve been sleeping in LA.

So, I woke up by a roaring scream.

For a second I don’t have any idea where this is coming from and check my surroundings. Slash is lying on top of a chick, his head buried between her spread legs. Duff is passed out in a chair, the empty bottle of vodka still in his left hand. Stevie is curled up on the floor with a smile on his face. Axl is nowhere to be seen. Neither are the Crüe guys. I hold my throbbing head when I get up to see what is going on. 

For a second I freeze in front of church girl’s door. I can’t just burst in there like a lunatic, right? But then I hear sobbing and mumbling. Someone is in there with her. 

Rage is burning up inside me and without any other thought I smash the door and see Nikki Sixx lying on top of my chick. Butt naked. And she doesn’t seem like she invited him. She looks terrified and is trying to fight him off.

So that’s how people turn out to be a killer, huh? 
All I can think of is getting his naked ass of the chick and strangle him to death. I jump at Nikki, tackling him to the ground and putting my fist into his face.

"Get your fucking hands of the girl, Sixx. You sick fuck!" I yell at him and punch him again. 
But I underestimated that fucker. He’s on me within a second, punching me back.

I can hear church girl screaming while we roll on the floor. Just when I manage to straddle Sixx and have a good angle to finally choke that motherfucker, hands grab me and pull me off him. What the fuck?

I have no idea where he came from but Axl is holding me back with a firm grip while Tommy is trying to calm Nikki down. Both have their work cut out for them.

Nikki wipes blood from his nose with the back of his hand and dares to smile at me. I bet he’s enjoying this kind of shit.

"Wow, Stradlin. Didn’t know you could deal blows like that." He chuckles and looks at the girl, who’s sitting on the bed, the sheet clutched around her. She seems scared and I feel the anger burning inside me again. 

"What the fuck happened here, man." Axl asks while he’s trying to hold me, still struggling.

"I think Stradlin has a soft spot for Mary Jo here." Sixx says with that devious grin on his face.

"You sick motherfucker were trying to rape her. I didn’t sign up for shit like this, Axe." I try to explain when Axl finally lets go of me. "These guys are a bunch of fucking lunatics. I don’t trust any of them. Hell, I didn’t want to be here in the first place." 

Nikki laughs at me.

He’s fucking crazy. Seriously. If I weren’t so angry, I might be afraid of him at some point.

"And what are you going to do now, Stradlin? Hit me again? Get it out of your system?" He spits at me. "Don’t you forget you owe me, motherfucker! I said I’ll come and collect. You should learn to share, man." 

Without taking my eyes from him, I walk over to the bed and reach for the girl. She sobs slightly as I pull her close to me. She clings to me for dear life while she tries to cover herself with my body and her arms.I throw a quick look at Axl before turning my gaze back to Sixx.

"I don’t know what you’re doing but I am out of here." I say to Axl, still looking at Sixx. "Fuck you Sixx. Fuck you, your fucking money and that lame ass band of yours. I’m not going to open for this piece of shit. I’m going back to LA.!"