Starry Eyes ~ Nikki Sixx

Knock 'Em Dead, Kid

A few months had gone by and things were still generally good. The band was picking up popularity at a high rate and loving it. They were officially about to start recording their second album after writing for weeks on end.

On the downside: the apartment was still messy, Mick's relationship was falling apart, and Nikki had gotten a girlfriend- Lita Ford. He and I were going about our everyday lives like nothing had ever happened between us, and it felt almost normal, but I was honestly surprised at how fast their relationship was moving. They had pretty much moved in together, so I didn't see him as much. I never heard them having sex if they were at the apartment- which was great, as I had taken over what used to be Nikki's room and I didn't want that in my bed, and they were always really nice.

It had been two weeks since I had seen him last, and I honestly missed him. He had been acting a little strange the last time I had seen him- almost like he was paranoid... He acted as if something was after him, and kept looking around in worry, playing with the red streak he had dyed into his hair.

Yesterday Tommy had gone out to see Nikki, saying that he had called him about "flying silverware" or something crazy like that.

"I worry about his mental health. Who knows what the fuck he and Lita are up to... I think he said something about some... 'Necronomino,' er something like that."

"Necronomicon? Tommy, I don't think that's a real thing. It's from some science fiction book or some shit."

"I don't know, Sadie, he seems really freaked out, whether it's real or not... I mean, yeah, they could just be doing some fucked up drugs, but this is Nikki we're talking about; he can handle it. He doesn't react that bad to anything ever."

Tommy hadn't come back to the apartment last night, but I elected to ignore it. He had probably found a girl that was willing to put him up for the night. Hopefully his girlfriend wouldn't find out. The guys had nicknamed her "Bullwinkle," as she was huge like a moose, and holy shit did she have a temper. Most of the time Tommy only slept with her because he like her car, but when she was feeling pissed off, she would literally break down doors and shatter windows.

I thought about all of this as I thumbed through my records, and the next thing I knew, Nikki stood in front of me, bloody and bruised. His hair was a matted mess and blood had dried in some of it. His face was pale, his eyes were dark, and he looked tired- sick even.

I accidentally let out a little shriek, as he not only caught me off guard, but he looked like a zombie.

"What the hell happened to you?!" I asked, shooting up to look at him.

"I got in a little... altercation."

"Sweet fucking Christ, ya think? Come here," I demanded, dragging him to the kitchen and pushing him into a chair. "Stay."

I rushed to my room and grabbed what little first aid items that we had. When I returned to the kitchen, Tommy was lighting  cigarette and sitting on the counter across from Nikki, his long legs crossed and sticking out into the walkway.

"Scoot," I ordered, making him move his legs momentarily before swinging them back into place.

"Now, what the hell happened to you?" I asked as I moved Nikki's hair out of his face and examined the damage.

"Long story short, got my ass kicked by a couple of cops... they kept me over night. Lita... well, I'm sorry for her."

"Why?"

He paused, a wistful look on his face. "She had to sell her new car to make my bail."

I felt an involuntary gasp leave me. "Nikki Sixx, if you weren't already bloody and bruised, I'd slap you. You can be a real ass, y'know that?"