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

{Chapter Sixxty-Two}

《1990》

*Nikki*

A new decade. New opportunities, new chances, the possibilities are endless.

The 1980s fucking sucked in all honesty. We all practically almost died one way or another.

Vince almost died in a car accident that changed his entire life.

Mick's condition worsened and he even almost decided to end it himself at one point.

Tommy has had a few hospital visits from getting injured on stage a few times.

Hell, I even fucking flatlined.

Mal.... God, she almost died too many times, in more ways than one.......

The 1990s, its a year of recovery, though. We're gonna make the best out of it, I know it.

Deep down, we'll always be those same rowdy kids who lived in a shitty apartment by the Strip, setting practically anything on fire, hosting crazy parties, starting fights, pretty much getting in all sorts of trouble and being friends with the judge at this point.

In a way, though, those kids grew up (Tommy sort of did), and went through war.

This new decade was going to be, in a way, our redemption.

I groaned softly as I woke up, seeing it was already morning.

I let out a sigh as I then feel something warm next to me and turn to meet with Mal's peaceful, beautiful, sleeping face.

I smiled as I carefully rolled over and admired her as she slept.

Man, I must be the luckiest bastard on this planet.

After everything I put this girl through for nearly a whole decade, yet here she is, sleeping soundly next to me, giving me all her love.

I slowly rolled over and wrapped my arm around her.

I swear right here and now, on my life, I will never lose her again. I am not messing this up again, and damn me straight to Hell if I do.

I leaned down and softly kiss her cheek, making her softly murmur and her eyes lazily open and look up at me.

"Good morning," I murmured as she looked up at with sleepy eyes.

"Good morning," she said softly as she gently pressed her lips against mine. "You're up early..."

"Just woke up, I guess," I smiled, pulling her close to me as we kissed and then curled up next to each other.

"Can we have five more minutes, though?" she mumbled, her head on my shoulder as she curled up to me, looking for warmth as she pulled the blanket close to us.

I chuckled softly, but before I could answer...

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!

Suddenly, a loud beeping horn went off, soon playing the La Cucaracha tune, followed by loud tire screeches and a crash, making us quickly shot up on the bed.

"HEY SIXX CLAAAAAAN, WAKE UP!!! ITS TOUR DAAAAAAYYYYY!!!!" We hear Tommy screech outside.

"He can't be serious," Mal groaned as she fell back on bed, covering her face with a pillow as I got out of bed, forcing the window open and seeing the tour bus parked out front and the neighbor's mailbox under the front wheel as Vince ran out laughing at Tommy, along with Zutaut stumbling out and throwing up on the sidewalk.