You're All I Need《Nikki Sixx || Mötley Crüe || The Dirt》

{Chapter Eighty-Eight}

*Mick*

"Thank you," Mallory said as Dr. Sharman stepped out.

Its been a few days and things have honestly just been a bit back and forth.

After John left, Nikki and I talked with Tommy and we all decided to just go on a bit of a hiatus for a bit. Elektra ripped us a new one for John leaving, of course, and its all lead to Nikki butting heads a couple of times with even the CEO of the record company.

I had my hip replacement surgery yesterday, but I'm looking at a month in recovery and then some physical therapy afterwards.

Thankfully, the pain is somewhat gone from my whole body, aside form my hip of course.

I'll be here for more or less a month to recover and go through physical therapy, get used to the new hip, but its fucking boring and I rather be home.

Mallory and Nikki have visited me a lot since then, and have also helped with my house while I was gone, making sure it was clean and stuff, ready for when I'm able to come back. Tommy's also visited, but he's been busy with some stuff I think.

Another person that's stopped by once was Vince. He heard about my surgery and I guess Mallory convinced him to come by. We talked for some time and made our peace ourselves (though I did threaten to rip his limbs off and skin him alive if he ever hurt Mallory in any way, shape or form ever again.)

I watched as Mallory finished talking with my doctor before sitting down by my hospital bed.

"You should be at home, resting," I murmured with a scold, my head kind of spinning from the pain medication as Mallory sat down.

She's officially at 8 months now, and her baby bump is huge. We're all worried she'll be too exhausted from all the weight.

She and Nikki still want to keep the gender a surprise from even themselves, but I can understand why.

They seem on edge lately with preparing for little JellyBean's arrival, since they now for sure seem 100% positive there won't be any losses.

Heather did throw them a baby shower, though, to ease some of the tension they were feeling. However, out of respect for Skylar, they kept it small, mostly just family and a few friends.

The only major issue for the soon-to-be parents right now is that they had to deal with trying to get their money back on the crib they had ordered, which unfortunately got lost in delivery somehow thanks to some dumbasses who forgot to lock the delivery truck and their stuff got jacked, as they found out not long ago.

They're working on finding a new crib, but until then have a bassinet set up in their bedroom just until they find something, and they started work on the nursery as well at their home. I offered to help them with the crib, but they said they didn't want to trouble me with baby stuff since I'll be here a while.

She chuckled softly. "Well someone has to make sure you are being a good patient. I was told that you told Nurse Olson this morning to, and I quote, 'kiss my ass' when she came to take your vitals this morning," she said, a scolding look on her face.

"Okay, in my defense, I was watching television and trying to relax like the doctor said, and she was being too damn insistent and bossy," he stated.

She chuckled. "Well..... Lucky for you, I begged them to stay, so long as you at least try to be nice," she said, in a slightly stern voice.

He grumbled. "I won't make any promises."

She chuckled softly. "How are you feeling?"

"Well.... I'm not dead," I said. "So that oughta count for something, right?"