Rock'n'roll Suicide

My Happy Childhood

I was born on the 13th of April and for the first 2 years of my life things weren't too bad. I had a cool step dad, I lived in Scotland and I was pretty normal other than the fact I was famous bassist Nikki Sixx's daughter.Until I moved to America. that's when my  mother decided to start a custody battle with my dad, my dad had never really been there much  but I wanted to see him and he wanted to see me. My mother never really liked me the whole custody thing was just her way of getting revenge at my father I suppose. revenge for nothing that is. She got custody and it was all down hill from there. the next years of my life I seem to have blocked out completely so I assume from the age of 3 to the age of 14 some pretty fucked up stuff happened. then at the age of 15 I ran away from home. I couldn't go to my dads house because the court would find out and make everything worse for the both of us. I only knew a few places in the area, one of them being the house of my dads best friend TommyLee. he used to live with his son too, jickey, he was a year older than me and we grew up together. anyway, I went there for a few hours only tommy was home and I basically lied about the reason I ran away because I didn't want to tell him about the abuse from my mother and her shit boyfriends. he told me I was welcome to stay with him because jickey was in LA like he had been for years. I considered it but I knew my mother would come there looking for me. so I told him I had somewhere to go, that was another lie, and I left.  for two years I was sleeping on park benches and spending what little money I had on drugs.  my dad has taught me bass in secret for years and even gave me his favourite one. my bass and my phone were the only things I had. That brings us to the next chapter of my life