It's Aboüt Tïme (On Hold Indefinitely)

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(Hello! Real quick, I just wanted to say that I deleted this story because I decided on a different take! The first chapter is completely the same but, everything after this is different! Thanks for understanding!)

Carly's POV

I walked inside and kicked my shoes off. I looked around at my house and sighed. I'm so tired of coming home to an empty house. I still haven't fully accepted that Mötley Crüe are gone. I still keep expecting them to show up again.

It's been 2 months since they've disappeared, I miss them all so much. Especially Nikki. I haven't even attempted to talk to someone new because I know for a fact that I'll never find someone that compares to Nikki. Not even close.

I walked into my room and took my pants off, I quickly climbed into bed and plugged my cellphone in. I grabbed the covers and pulled them all the way up to my chin.

I went to my gallery on my phone and looked through the pictures and videos that they made when they were here. I felt tears fill my eyes, as soon as I blinked, the tears went down my cheeks. I miss them so much. I miss Nikki so much.

It's been a hard couple of months trying to go back to my normal life, I grew so attached to them and they disappeared. They're probably happy that they're back to their time period, but I'm not. I haven't felt happy since they left.

Present Mötley hasn't contacted me since either, so I haven't had contact with anyone in Mötley in so long. It hurts, I knew that Present Mötley wouldn't wanna hang out with a 19 year old, they're all in their 50s/60s. And it wouldn't be the same. They don't like me the way that past Mötley did.

I turned my phone off and sighed. I just want to go to sleep, that's basically all I've been doing since they've been gone. It's too painful to stay awake, but every time i go to sleep, all I dream about is all the times Nikki and I spent together.

I shut my eyes and sighed sadly. I miss them so much. How am I suppose to go back to normal life? Do they even remember me? I hope they do, because I remember them very well. Every moment they spent here I remember.

I took in the scent of my sheets and felt tears fill my eyes again, my sheets don't smell like Nikki anymore. That hurts so bad, he smells like patchouli. My Dad also wears patchouli and I always loved that scent so, I have some patchouli oil, too. Nikki was using it and every time I put it on, I break down. I haven't used it since.

But... I keep it by my bed and when I go to bed, I take in that scent. It reminds me of him, it makes me feel less alone. I opened my eyes and the tears I was holding in fell down my face, wetting my pillow. This pillow has so many tears stains on it, but I can't get myself to wash any of my bed stuff. Not yet, Nikki laid here. I don't wanna wash him completely away.

As I kept crying, I eventually cried myself to sleep, hoping to feel better in the morning.

(A/N: The sequel is finally here! Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Please vote, it's greatly appreciated! Feedback is always welcome & encouraged! Okay bye!)