We were both putting on our clothes without saying a word. What was just hot, steamy tension quickly turned into awkwardness. Jax walked out the room after putting his clothes back on. I stayed in the room and continued to put them on.
I went outside and decided to quickly walked out of the gates in order to try to get a cab home. I got stopped by Clay.
"Hey, leaving so soon?"
"Yeah I better get going."
"Just wanna say thanks for helping the club out. Saved us from some starting up some trouble."
"No problem." I said and walked out.
As soon as I got home, I shot up again. I needed to release the stress I was feeling. I just slept with a married man and I consider myself friends with his wife. How fuckin' sick is that? I'm such a terrible person, I thought to myself as I tied a bandana around my bicep to prepare my vein for the injection.
*Next Week*
I started hanging out with my ex who taught me how to shoot up. I guess old habits never go away. I got in touch with him from an old friend who still had contact with him. We both hung out to shoot and fuck.
"Nikki I thought you forgot about me when you became a big rock star."
"How can I forget you?" Me and Nikki had a high conversation. Nikki was a huge rock star now. When we were dating, he was playing in a band but he wasn't famous. Now him and his band mates have sold millions of records, but he didn't change at all. He still made time to come with me.
"Why did we break up with Nikki?"
"You left me."
"Let's get back together." I said as I dosed off and knocked out. Nikki was short to join me afterwards.
A while after, a loud knock was heard at the door. Nikki was unconscious and I slowly started regaining my consciousness back. I got up and opened the door.
"Is Nikki here?" A tall skinny guy and a blonde haired guy both stand there. I was rubbing my eyes to try and regain my sight better but I let them in. They found Nikki passed out. I splashed water in my face to waken up and then followed them.
"Nikki it's Tommy and Vince, we gotta go dude." A drowsy Nikki started to wake up.
"The fuck are you guys doing here?" Nikki said as he started to rub his eyes together to fix his vision. I didn't know what to do so I just sat in the living room. Nikki's bandmates dragged him out of my house and into their car. They left and I didn't hear from Nikki again. I guess they banned him from seeing my junkie ass.
I cleaned up my house which was the first time I did that in a really long time. Dragging Nikki into my problems made me realize the pathetic place I was in. It made me feel bad about myself so I decided I wanted to stop. I told myself that before I shot my self one last time before deciding I needed help to get clean. I wasn't going to be able to do it myself.
I made some calls, found some resources, and did it. I started packing up the things that I was going to need for rehab.
I got dropped off by the facilitation that provided free shuttle. I checked myself in and got assigned a room. I went to rehab once before about 10 years ago when Nikki and I were first dating. He introduced me to heroin and we both ended up some addicts. After his band started becoming big, he started implementing other drugs like coke and lots of booze. He was also always with groupies but he claimed to always be loyal. I got tired of the distance so I decided to leave him. If I had to pick an ex that I had the best time with, it would be Nikki.
*3 Months Later*
I got dropped off at my house feeling like a brand new woman. I hasn't felt this good in many years. Rehab almost served as an escape from the reality shit show I was living in. I did some light cleaning like dusting since no one has entered in 3 months. All of the mail that I didn't switch addresses on was piled up on the floor. Oops.
I couldn't help but to look over at my neighbors. I let Jax have sex with me and I disappeared. I had my cellphone me but he didn't try to contact me and vise versa. Tara did message me asking me if I was okay since she hadn't seen me around. After I told her I was in rehab, she didn't respond to me and I didn't hear from her again.
I cleaned out my fridge from the expired food I had and went grocery shopping.
The store was pretty full, as full as a small-town grocery store can get. As I was leaving to my car with my groceries, I see a trail of bikers driving. Guess it was a little family reunion.
I got back home and put all my things away. The little reunion was happening at Jax & Tara's house. I'm not sure what was happening but I can see a lot of bikes parked in their driveway. I decided to be a little nosey and garden in my front yard to see what was going on. I haven't been here in 3 months, I couldn't help it.
The sun was starting to set so I decided to go inside. I couldn't tell what was happening and got tired of gardening.
I hopped in the shower and god it felt so fuckin' good to shower in my own house. I knew it was time to become a responsible adult and think about what my options were at this point. The nearest hospital was either in Oakland or in San Leandro, but yet that was still about an hour to an hour and a half each way. I guess I could always get a nearby job, but I actually have a career, that would be a decision. My best option is to move to another city, again. I'm starting to regret not staying with Christian, I could've been a billionaire without doing anything. Everything would've been taken care of and I would've been set for life. I can't think like that. It is what it is. I just have to cut my losses and move on.
(Authors Note: Yes I did another crossover. If you don't know, Marilyn's ex is supposed to Nikki Sixx from Mötley Crüe. The tall skinny guy was supposed to be Tommy Lee and the blonde guy is Vince Neil. If you don't know who they are, the picture shows them. Nikki (left), Tommy (Middle with black hair), Vince (blonde), Mick (right side) I didn't add Mick to this crossover. I promise no more crossovers! I've been obsessed with Crüe lately so I felt like adding them! P.S. I'm gonna write a Tommy fanfic, because he's so fuckin hot.)
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