Livin' Life On The Wild Side (A Mötley Crüe Story)

Back At Home

Kat's P.O.V.

Mick and Nikki were writing and I was switching back and forth from bass to guitar, writing chords.

"Can I have a piece of paper?" I asked.

"Sure," Mick said handing me a piece.

I couldn't think of anything so I kept writing the same thing.

"The guitar sounds good, can I see what you've wrote?" Nikki asked.

"Okay," I said, handing him the paper.

"All it says is 'Nona, I'm out of my head without you'," Nikki looked up.

"I can't think," I defended myself.

"But that's a good idea, lets keep that," Mick said.

The time went by until it was eight o'clock.

"Bedtime, princess," Mick said, looking over at the clock on the wall.

"Go get ready for your bath," Nikki said.

"We'll be there in a sec," Mick said, setting his guitar down.

I ran up to the bathroom and undressed.

Nikki came in and started the water.

It got full enough and I got in.

Mick wet my hair down and Nikki washed it.

I washed my body, and Nikki got a towel for my hair and my body.

"You have pretty eyes just like your mommy," Mick smiled, drying my hair.

"Daddy Vinny says that a lot," I giggled.

Nikki helped me into my pajamas.

I brushed my teeth, and Mick carried me bed.

"Do you want a bedtime story or song?" Mick asked.

"Song," I yawned.

Mick grabbed my guitar I keep at Nikki's.

"It's too tiny for you," I giggled.

"Heh, yeah," he smiled tuning, then playing.

Nikki started singing to Mick's playing.

Soon I fell asleep.

Vince's P.O.V.

I was worried about Kat. She hardly ever complained about anything like school so I guessed it really bothered her.

I was almost asleep on the couch, when there was a knock at the door. I answered it.

"Hello?" I said, looking up and almost losing it.

"Where's my kid? I know they're here," the man said.

"Okay, you don't even know the gender of her. Her mom and I were seperated because I got drunk, was stupid, and broke up with her. We got back together and then came my daughter. We were engaged! Katherine died three fucking days before the wedding!"

"Hey, watch your tone, and I want my daughter by the end of the week. I know she's here," he said.

"Well obviously you don't know shit, because she's not here and-"

He made a quick move and stabbed me in the stomach.

"Aw, fuck," I groaned, falling to my knees.

He used my hair to pull me up.

"Now, I want my daughter, or it'll be worse next time," he said, dropping me forcefully.

I picked up the phone and called Tommy.

"Hey, Vince. You need something?" He asked.

"Y-yeah. Can I ge-get a ride to th-the hospi-hospital?" I winced.

"Yeah, I'm leaving now. Don't hang up!" He said.

I heard a car pull into the driveway.

He helped me into the passenger seat.

"Now, what happened?" He asked going ten over the speed limit.

"N-Nate came after K-Kat," I winced, trying to make some of the pain stop.

I was admitted into the hospital. Tommy had to leave because visiting hours were over.

Nikki's P.O.V.

At around eleven thirty, I heard a knock at the door.

"Hang on, Mick. Someone's at the door," I said, getting up.

"Hey, Vince is in the hospital," Tommy said.

"What?! Why?!" I yelled.

"Shhhh. Kat is sleeping," Mick said appearing beside me. "Now what's wrong?"

"Vince is in the hospital," Tommy repeated.

"Why?" Came a small voice from the stairs.

Kat was at the top, clutching a stuffed lion.

Tommy leaned in my ear.

"Nate came, demanded Kat, and got mad causing him to stab Vince in the stomach," he whispered.

Mick handed her to Tommy and I told Mick.

"What's wrong with daddy Vinny?" Kat cried from Tommy's arms.

"He got his tummy hurt," I said.

"I wanna see him," she insisted.

"We can't, Kitty Kat. The hospital won't let us," Mick said, taking Kat back.

"We'll see him tomorrow after school okay, ladybug?" Tommy said.

She nodded and fell back onto Mick, obviously tired.

Her school went from eight to twelve since she was only in kindergarten.

"I'm gonna go, can I have a goodnight kiss, Kitten?" Tommy asked.

She nodded, leaned forward, and pecked her lips to his.

"That'll make your daddy Vinny feel a lot better. Now you get to bed okay, Kitten?" he smiled.

"Okay, goodnight Uncle Tommy," she said, muffled by Mick's shoulder.

"Night Mick, Nikki," he smiled.

"Night, T-Bone," I said.

"Night, Tommy," Mick said.

Kat wrapped her arms around Mick.

"I should be going. We'll finish tomorrow," Mick said, kissing Kat's forehead and handing her to me.

He grabbed his guitar, put it in the case, and left.

She was already asleep again.

I sighed and walked up the stairs.

I set her in my bed.

"Nighty night, Kitty Kat," I kissed her forehead, and tucked us in.