⚠️Warning: Scenes depicting abuse/violence, murder/death, drug abuse, and scenes taking place in rehabilitation, among other related topics. If affected, please read with caution. ⚠️
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*Nikki*
●nightmare●
I stood in my closet, everything distorted, before I realized where I was.
In my closet....
It was a fucking mess..... Needles and trash everywhere.
I then froze as I turned and saw..... Me...... Another me...
I looked..... Awful......
My hair was an even worse mess than usual, my skin pale as paper, and my eyes..... My pupils were the size of fucking dinner plates, I couldn't even see my eye color anywhere. Just pitch black dialated pools surrounded by bloodshot veins.
My arms and neck were covered in needle points and blood, my gun in my hand, and I.... I had this evil, scary grin on my face.....
"Sikki..... W-What the hell.....?"I mumbled as my clone from Hell stared back at me, looking deranged and dangerous.
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(Picture: example of Sikki Nixx, Nikki Sixx's evil alter ego, as mentioned in The Heroin Diaries; Picture is a reference) (Note: I know this is Nikki when he's older, but I'm using this photo as a reference to how Sikki Nixx would look like in this story, but think younger Nikki with this look, considering the current time line)
"Nikki, Tommy wanted me to check on you!" A familiar voice suddenly called from outside. "The wedding is coming up, he doesn't want you to miss it! He also asked me to bring your suit!"
My eyes widen in shock as I realized who it was and where I was.
The night I chased Mal off.... When I hurt her.....
Sikki turn back towards me and snickered evilly, holding the gun up mockingly, laughing at me in this demonic chuckle.
I shook my head. "No... No, Mal, MAL RUN!! RUN GET OUT OF HERE, MAL!!!" I screamed.
The door still opened and Mallory walks in, just like she did that night.
"Nikki, are you even liste-"
At that moment, Sikki tackled her to the wall, holding her by the neck, pressing the gun to her head as she stared in shock and horror.
"NO!! LET HER GO!!!" I screamed, reaching over to pry him off her but my hands just went through them, like I was some ghost.
