Starry Eyes ~ Nikki Sixx

Arizona

"That nose ring looks really sexy on you," Vince said for the eight time.

"I think I got you when you said that the first time," I snapped as I sat down at the on the floor in  Vince and Tommy's room in the apartment.

"Why are you so angry today?" Tommy asked, barely looking over to me.

"I haven't eaten in three days."

His head snapped up and he finally looked at me, his mouth open slightly.

"Don't start that shit again; when I met you, you were like that. Now... well, now you have a figure that makes the Devil cry... and thank God. You're like an evil little angel," he mumbled, going back to his magazine.

"I've just been stressed," I mumbled.

I wasn't lying; I was very stressed over decision making right now. Kelly and the guys in his new side band, Faster Pussycat, had invited me to go on their 'mini-tour' with them, AKA going over one state. I accepted the offer, and it was cool because Taime was in the band, too, but now I had to worry about school, my parents, and anything going wrong with the Mötley guys.

"Who the hell cuts hotdogs apart?" Vince asked when he looked back over to me, eyeballing my food.

"Someone that doesn't want to be the center of your dick jokes," I responded, ignoring his criticism as I continued to eat and think.

"Vince, dude, just leave her alone for a bit, okay? I'm sick of the bitching and arguing because of you not leaving her alone.

"Fine," he muttered, scribbling in his notebook.

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A little over an hour later, I was laying in the middle of Nikki's bed, black tears of frustration streaming down my face.

Everything was bothering me, and Vince was the biggest fucking nuisance. Tommy didn't do anything to help, and I was still stuck on what I was going to do, and whether or not I was going to tell Tommy's parents.

I felt like a horrible person; they had taken care of me for so long, and cared so much, but I was leaving them and hiding things from them.

I am a terrible person... but am I really?

I was startled by Nikki clearing his throat and leaning his bass against the wall as I rapidly tried to wipe my cheeks.

"You okay, hun?"

"F-fine," I mumbled, a shiver running through me.

"Ooh boy. What happened?" he asked as he sat beside me, scooping me into his arms.

"I'm just having a bad day; I'm super fucking confused and anxious and I just want it to stop," I cried.

"Hey, just take a deep breath before you freak out even more, okay? Slowly... relax."

I did as he said, and after a few minutes, I was almost completely silent in his lap.

"What tipped you over?"

"Vince," I murmured. "He just never stops, and it makes me crazy."

"He's an idiot; he thinks he's gonna get his way with every girl he looks at."

"I'm not that girl."

"I know you're not, and I think that's why he tries to much harder to get at you; he wants what he can't have."

"Still, does he not understand that I have a boyfriend?" I asked Nikki.

He shrugged, wiping his nose on the back of his hand. "Do you really think that he cares?"