Gay Motley Crue Oneshots (Complete)

I Vow For Your Life (Nikki x Tommy)

I don't know how a real heroin overdose plays out. I have some basic knowledge so I wrote this to the best of my abilities.

Tommy often wondered what it was about smack that drew Nikki to it. So much that the bassist would drink, sleep, play his fucking instrument, or even talk to other people without being strung out on it.

He sat next to his terror twin, staring at the older man. He was obviously strung out, expression unnaturally relaxed.

"Why do you do it?" Tommy finally asked. He had to know, what was so special about this stupid drug that Sixx was ready to throw everything away for it?

"Mm?"Nikki lazily turned to look at the drummer, their hands nearly brushing.

"Heroin? Why do you do it?" Tommy asked, searching Sixx's face for any sign of a break in the artificial euphoria. Instead Nikki's eyes flashed,"Can't put it into words but...I can show you if you want~" The bassist smirked, flipping a needle between his fingers.

Lee stared at the thing, anxiety spiking in him as Nikki grabbed his arm,"Come on, T-bone. It'll feel real goooood." Tommy took a deep breath, he had to know. He had to know how this stupid drug took the love of his life away from him.

"Do it,"Tommy held out his arm. Nikki smiled and injected the liquid into his best friend's arm. Immediately the room felt like it was spinning. Sixx's voice seemed to echo. He was sure the bassist was asking a question but he couldn't decipher any words,"Nik, I..don't feel...fuck."

"Tommy? Are you al-OH MY GOD!" Nikki jumped up as the drummer fell forward, collapsing to the ground. He knelt down and brushed Tommy's hair from his face, horror filling his heroin infested veins as the drummer's lips began to tint blue. 

Thank fuck they were in the living room. He tore the phone off the receiver on the side table and dialed 911. Nikki started to cry as he relayed the information to the operator.

As soon as he hung up, he crawled back over to Tommy and dragged the limp drummer into his arms,"Oh god, Tommy I'm so fuckin' sorry. I'm so sorry." That was all he could say, the smack still clouding his mind as he trailed gentle kisses all over Tommy's lifeless face.

Soon the paramedics arrived, one of them moving to put Lee on the stretcher. For a second, Nikki resisted, wanting nothing more to have the drummer safe in his arms.

"Sir, this is urgent. You have to let him go!"

"No..I..I can't-WAIT! NO! LET GO OF ME!" Nikki screamed as two other paramedics forced his arms apart and the third one lay Tommy on a gurney. He jumped up, but he was too late. By the time he got outside, the ambulance was already driving away.

Hoping to god that his high had worn off enough to drive, Nikki threw himself into his car and sped towards the hospital.

The whole way their, Sixx was crying so hard tears blurred his vision. He swerved trying to stay in one lane and also trying to keep anyone from cutting him off.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital and took the dying drummer out of the vehicle. Nikki raced over, barefoot across the asphalt. They burst through the doors of the emergency room, receiving worried stares as they raced through the halls of the hospital.

"HIS HEART RATE'S DROPPING!" One of the doctor's yelled as they moved Tommy to an actual hospital bed. Nikki was forced to stand by and watch, with no time for the doctors to tell him to leave.

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee......

"No...no, no, no, FUCKING HELL, TOMMY!" Nikki screamed, stepping forward, only being forced back by a remaining paramedic. "LET ME GO YOU FUCKER!"

The man refused, keeping a tight grip on Sixx's flailing arms while the other doctor's worked, the deafening beep of Tommy's flatlined heart monitor ringing in the older terror twin's ears. He fell limp, sobbing softly. 

Tommy was gone and it was all his fault. He would never see that beautiful smile, run his hands through that gorgeous hair, or laugh at his crush's stupid jokes ever again. All because his strung out mind decided to give the drummer a huge fucking dose of smack.

The drummer's body convulsed violently as they zapped him with defibrillators. With every shock, Nikki felt his heart break. 

Then, gradually, the heart monitor started up again. Slowly at first, then more and more frequent until a doctor let out an exhausted,"Fuck...he's stable." They all stepped back and one of them nodded to Nikki,"He'll be okay. We'll give you two some time and then I'll come back to discuss some things with you."

Sixx nodded numbly. When the doctor's left, he walked shakily over to Tommy's side and took the drummer's hand in his. After a few moments, Lee's eyes fluttered open,"N....Nik, am I in the hospi-oh." He realized what must have happened when he saw the bassist's guilty, tear filled eyes.

Tears streamed down Nikki's face as he choked out,"I love you." He bent forward, kissing Tommy desperately. He was so close to never having this that it still hurt. Tommy moaned softly, tangling his hands in Nikki's wild hair.

That was the day Nikki vowed never to use heroin again.