Family Est. 1981 (Rebel Sixx / Mick Mars)

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Here is the next chapter.

(Starts right were the last left off)

Rebel continued her search for her cousin. She found Vanity sitting with Tammi and Athena in a crowed corner of the kitchen. "Hey, any of you since Nikki?" Rebel screamed over the loud music blaring in the house.

Tommy was downing his drink, he couldn't understand why Heather made him so nervous, after all he is Tommy Lee. "So you have kids right?" Heather asked stepping closer to the drummer. Tommy couldn't help the bright smile that formed on his face. "Yea. Twin girls. Harley and Ashley Lee" Heather hummed. "Your not with there mother anymore?" Tommy made a face. "No. We got divorced, but we share custody of the girls." Heather shook her head. "How old are they?" Tommy smirked. "You like kids?" He asked taking another step to her. She hummed taking a small sip of her own drink.

Nikki was siting in one of the guest rooms with his little brother, they were doing lines and drinking whisky. Nikki thought that stopping cold would only hurt him in the end, so he went to doing lines of cocaine, trying to satisfy his craving for heroin with something not as deadly. Or at least that's what he was telling himself. He was doing so much powder, that he might as well have just been shooting but, and the worst part about it all was, he'd somehow gotten his younger brother involved. Rodney was clean when he'd went to the concert, but since moving in with his older rock star brother, he'd fallen down the rabbit hole himself.

Mick sat watching the party happen from the deck alone. Dennis never came back outside and he'd watched Rebel try and get from room to room. Mick knew of a few things, one Nikki hadn't stopped anything, Tommy was depressed over his divorce and Vince was an idiot for driving as out of it as he was. But of course o one every listens to Mick Mars.

Vince pulled into the parking lot of a seven eleven gestation and both men got out. "Okay we're going to get as much as he can carry cool?" Vince asked as they both walked inside. "Yea." Lonny muttered looking around the bright building. "I'm going to take a piss first mate." Lonny said on his way. "Oh and one more thing mate!" Vince screamed after he'd picked up two cases of beer. "What?" The British drummer asked. "I forgot my wallet at home." Vince said with a smile. Lonny grinned shaking his head. "Cheeky one you are." He pointed at the singer on his way to the men's room.

Rebel huffed and just gave up. She went back on the deck and sat down next to Mick. " Why does he do this to himself Mickey?" Rebel whispered, resting her head on her husbands shoulder. "Did you fine him?" Rebel scoffed. "No. But I'm not stupide." She muttered playing with his hand. "No your not-But he is." Mick muttered looking up at the stars.

"So would you maybe want to go on a date with me?" Tommy asked the blonde actress standing in front of him, under the stars. "I don' know-Do I really want to go on a date with the drummer for White Snake?" Tommy gasped, looking down at the smiling woman. "Man your mean!" He said playfully as he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her tighter to him. "And I think I love you!" He whispered into her hair when she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Alright stop stalling, who  would you rather bang man, Cindy Lauper or Boy George?" Vince asked with a look. On the way to the gestation he he'd asked the drummer the same question, but he put off his answer. "Neither!" Lonny said looking at the lights of the sunset strip as they zoomed down the highway. Vince shook his head, looking his long time friend over. "No. You have to pick one!" He said looking back at the road. "Why? What would happen if I Just walked away from both of them?" Lonny asked playfully.

"Man- You cant walk away because- Because someone has a gun to your head and if you don't pick one, then you die!" The singer snapped. Lonny groaned. "I'm having trouble excepting this premise man, like it what crazy circumstance would I have to face this?" Vince rolled his eyes. "Due, just pick one!" Lonny shook his head. "IS it even a question for me man, Boy George, but Dennis wouldn't be to happy about it." Vince started laughing. "Boss man is the one with the gun!"