Like a Virgin | Nikki Sixx

30.

1985.

Charlie's POV

"You didn't say it would be this long." I huffed, lifting my head from Nikki's bed, looking to the doctor.

He gave a sympathetic half smile, looking back down to his clipboard.

"Ms. Brader, I think you should go home and get some rest."

I shook my head, squeezing Nikki's hand tighter. A small tear made it's way down my cheek, I miss him so much. He's here, but he's not.

It's been over 6 months and he still isn't awake. He has been showing signs of improvement. One night I was holding his hand, like usual, and his fingers twitched. I almost fell out of my chair.

The doctor said that was a good sign, but that was 3 months ago..

I know he will open his eyes one of these days. And I'm not leaving until he does.

I've basically turned the hospital room into my house. My clothes scattered everywhere, my blankets and pillows on the couch,  and even my coffee maker plugged into the wall and sitting on the table.

I told the the nurses and the doctor that they would literally have to kill me to get me to leave, so they let me stay even when visiting hours were up.

I sat back for most hours of the day, watching the nurses poke and prod around with Nikki. I told them I would bathe him, since I didn't want them trying to catch a feel of anything on him.

So I did, I washed him down, sprayed his favorite cologne on him, but left the little stubble on his chin that was beginning to grow. It was a nice look on him.

I would give anything to see those green eyes again, or to hear that angelic laugh of his again. Or to even see that oh so famous smirk that he owns so well. For him to tell me I'm beautiful, or for him to kiss me is only a fantasy now.

The boys have been coming by to visit sometimes, other times, they had to be in the studio. It was hard for them, not just to not have a bass player, but to not have their songwriter.

They've all had to step up and write together, and it's really been a strain on them.

They've had to get a replacement for Nikki, and the fans aren't liking it one bit. But the replacement will have to do for now, atleast until Nikkis back.

I've been playing music for Nikki and reading him his favorite books, and catching him up on the latest news.

Sometimes, when I can't sleep on the couch that I believe is made out of cement, I'll crawl into Nikki's bed and wrap his arm around me. It makes me feel protected, just to hear his heartbeat makes me smile, and I'll drift off to sleep.

Life's not the same without Nikki here, and I never knew how much I needed him until now.

I'm still mad at him for drinking and driving, and of course he's going to get it when he wakes up. But for now, we wait.

(A/N) Heyo! Short chapter I know, but I didn't want to leave you guys waiting forever. So this is kinda a filler chapter, I'll be trying to write as much as I can. I love you guys so much, tell me what you thought for this one, what do you think Nikki's next sign of improvement will be? Have a great day babies!!♡