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VIII • my fucking saviour



Remember how I told Nikki that I'd stick to weed?

Well, that was a big ass lie.

After Nikki confessed his love to me at the zoo the other day, things took a turn for the worst. I was genuinely shocked by his confession. I was having deep feelings for him as well, but I wasn't ready for a relationship.

Not so soon, anyway.

I told Nikki that I loved him too, and he had the biggest heart-warming smile on his face I had ever seen. He understood my reason for not wanting a relationship yet. We decided to show love to eachother like we had been doing. Just not with any strings attached.

We did all the stuff couples do. Going out for dinner, long kissing sessions til' three in the morning, getting piss drunk together, you name it. We haven't had sex yet, because of Nikki wanting to make it special and take things slow for me.

We also went to a lot of parties together, looking like a new happy couple. And it was at one of those parties where I did something majorly stupid.

I snorted cocaine again.

After what happened with Nikki, I told myself to never use anything else other than weed and alcohol. I held onto my promise for a couple of months, until the Crüe and I went to Whitesnake's release party for their new album.

A lot of famous artists were there. I saw glimpses of Joe Elliot, Ozzy Osbourne, Stephen Pearcy and many more throughout the night. We all got drunk as fuck and baggies of cocaine and weed were being emptied as fast as lightning.

I was sitting on the big, velvet red couch in between fucking David Lee Roth and Vince when the big moment happened.

I was having the time of my life. Who thought that I, Liliana Daisy Robbins, would ever be at a release party of one of my favorite bands while sharing a couch with David Lee Roth himself.

Not me, that's for sure.

My head was feeling heavy and I had a hard time keeping it up. My vision was blurry. I had lost Nikki somewhere in the crowd about two hours ago, so I was glad that Vince tumbled down next to me.

"Whatsss up, Lili!" he slurred while showing me his pearly whites. He looked like he either just ran a marathon or had some rough sex. The last one was probably the best guess.

I returned the smile and looked at him with drunken eyes, before pointing at the roof.

"The sky." I said with wide eyes. He stared at me with his mouth slightly agape, before bursting out in laughter.

"You're an idiot, Ms. Daisy." Vince garbled, causing me to look at him funny. I hadn't heard my stripper name in a while, and it made me feel a little bit down, but I wasn't going to let that thought ruin my night.

"Not as much as you are, Vince. What are you even on?" I asked him. He grinned before starting to count on his fingers.

"Uh, alcohol, uhh, weed," he slurred, "cocaine, some pills that some guy gave me and a liiitle bit of heroin." he told me while putting his thumb and indexfinger together to emphasize his sentence. He was grinning like a mad man.

I looked at him with wide eyes. How is he not dead?

"I'm surprised you're still alive." I told him while smiling at him. He laughed at my statement and put his head on my shoulder.

"You know, Lili. You're a very pretty and genuine girl. I'm glad that you want to hang out with us." he told me, getting sentimental. It was probably the drugs talking, but I thanked him anyways.