Mötley Crüe Imagines

Nikki Sixx- Don't Leave Me Now

A/N: Starting this book out RIGHT with some angst! Song fic based on the song Don't Leave Me Now by Pink Floyd

TW: MENTIONS OF ABUSE MAY BE TRIGGERING

Warnings: angst, mentions of abuse, this isn't romantic or fluffy at all sorry!

Nikki Sixx X Reader

Flashbacks are told in italics

Ooooh babe, don't leave me now

He watched her with a grimace as she stormed to their room, hot and angry tears of ran down her face. He knew he was in the right, 'why can't she just apologize?' he thought to himself, standing up to confront her, falling over onto their coffee table breaking a glass and a frame, due to his intoxicated state.

He marches up the stairs, chest puffed, ready to get his way. He peaks through the ajar door and sees his lover crying next to their bed. Everything he just told himself was immediately forgotten. He looked at her, heart breaking seeing the one he was supposed to love and cherish so weak and vulnerable. And it was all his fault.

She once was a strong independent girl, and she took playing hard to get to the next level. It wasn't even a game for her. Nikki finally wooed her after much effort and the two of them have been inseparable since, well until now.

She looks up and sees a sliver of his face peaking through the door. She immediately wipes her tears and continues to shove her belongings into a duffle bag.

"Y/N, baby. Please." He says walking into the room. She just ignores him and swiftly starts towards the door.

"Y/N..." he begs, "...I need you. Please..." he grabs her arm as she passes to stop her, but she jerks it off.

Don't say it's the end of the road
Remember the flowers I sent?

For a moment, he believes she is being selfish for leaving him like this. She knew all the stress he was under right now, and leaving him like this would be even worse.

I need you, babe

Not caring anymore, she breezes past him and he catches a glance of her red eyes. She purposely sends a dirty look so he knows the shit he put her through.

To put through the shredder
In front of my friends

They all sat around the round table that was draped with velvet red cloth, laughing, drinking, smoking, and snorting, they were doing what the did best. Vince was telling his story about an orgy he had once, before he was interrupted by his own low groan. It wasn't hard to know he was getting sucked off under the table, but all the guys, aside from Mick, laughed and cheered as their blonde friend was gripping the back of his seat before finishing.

"Oh shit..." he sighed wiping off the sweat from his forehead.

"Hey I'm next" Nikki slurred banging the table twice so the girl under the table would go to him.

"Sixx, didn't you tell Y/N you wouldn't fuck around anymore?" Tommy said concerned for his friend.

Nikki snorted a line, "it doesn't fucking matter. She's not even here and I just said that to keep her from sticking her fucking nose all up in my shit." He said rubbing at his nose.

Ooooh babe, don't leave me now

He runs down the stairs to see her, grabbing the rest of her belongings. He calls out her name, but she ignored him and keeps moving. He runs down and steps on a shard of glass from the broken picture frame.

"Shit!" He curses removing the glass from his foot. He picks up the shattered frame and looks at the picture. It was them after one of his shows, her dressed in a tight red dress and thigh high boots with her leg curled like a vine around his torso.

How could you go?
When you know how I need you
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night

She walks into the suspiciously quiet house. It was late so she didn't want to wake Nikki if he was sleeping, so she carefully creeps up to their room. The smell that came from their shared room was revolting and she knew he was up to no good. She opens the door to see a bottomless Nikki and a random naked girl, on her bed. Furious, she grabs the nearest bottle of liquor and smashes it against the table to wake them up.

"What the fuck is going on here?!" Y/N yells.

"Fuck! What are you doing?" Nikki groans

"What am I doing?" She says emphasizing the "I"

The girl, frightened gets up and scurries off.

"AND STAY THE FUCK OUT!" She yells at the girl as she slams the door.

"Thanks for scaring her away." He says nonchalantly. Now, she's boiling with anger. She doesn't believe her ears.

"Are you kidding me? You sleep with another cunt, in MY bed and you have the fucking audacity to blame me?" She screams stomping over the man in his bed.

He ignores everything she said and gets up, towering over her, "well maybe if you were home more, we wouldn't be in this fucking mess. I'm sick of you coming into the house that I bought and yelling at me for living my fucking life, especially since you are never here and when you are you never want to do anything with me. You can't fucking complain when you were the one who decided you wanted to be with me! You signed up for this life and you knew what you were getting into. So don't even blame me for trying to live my own damn life."

"No! I'm sick of your fucking excuses and I'm so done with feeling bad for you. If I knew how much of a fucking coward you were I wouldn't have fallen for you. I saw the signs, but I stayed because I thought you were different, but you weren't. I should have left you like your fucking dad." She says immediately regretting what she said.

Before she has any chance to react, she feels a painful blow to her cheek and the awful sound of cracking from her nose. She stumbles into the wall behind her as she feels warm, thick liquid spilling from her nose. The pain in her cheek started to throb as she looks up at Nikki with wide teary eyes. He looks as shocked, if not more, than her and looks from her to his bloodied fist. He has no idea what came over him, but he starts to panic and goes to hold her.

Ooooh babe, don't leave me now

She didn't leave him that day. She knows she definitely should have, it would have been easier but she didn't. They ended that night in each other's arms crying and apologizing. He said all the right things and she believed that, that incident was a one time thing and she didn't want to lose what they had. It happened about three more times. Three too many times. She realized he wouldn't change and that he isn't worth it anymore. Going to bed in bruises and the fear that he is going off either drugging himself to death or fucking every woman her comes across. This was the night she was leaving and never looking back.

How can you treat me this way?
Running away
Ooooh babe

He watched her walk towards the door from the couch where he stepped on glass. He knew he couldn't do anything to change her mind, if he would never forgive himself, why should she? He knew he deserved this, but he still felt a need to resent her for leaving him.

She turned to him one last time. He looks into her eyes, seeing what he lost. A one-in-a-million connection that he had to ruin. He looks away knowing that he's only making it harder for himself.

She walks out the door for the last time. Breathing in the crisp night air. She had pounds of bags that she was holding, but she never felt lighter.

A/N: OOP. Sorry for this. Nothing romantic or fluffy at all here wow. I promise the next one will be fluffy :(