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Wednesday, December 20th, 1989
Pittsburgh Civic Arena, Pittsburgh, PA
"Thank you, Pittsburgh, we love you!" Vince shouts at the wild crowd chanting Crue.
We run backstage sweating and panting. This was our last show of 89. We are heading home for the holidays.
"Shit I'm so fucking tired." Tommy breathed out while using a cloth to wipe his face.
"Same fuck." Vince huffs as he drops himself on the couch in the changing room.
"Here." Mick walks over to us handing each of us a water bottle.
"Hey boys you excited." Doug smiles walking into the room with Fred walking in behind him.
"Excited for what?" Tommy asks.
"For the Christmas break," Fred says with excitement. "I finally get to get away from you fuckers."
"Ha-ha, very funny Fred." Vince chuckles sarcastically.
"Man, I can't wait to see my family. This tour is exhausting." Doug groans.
"You're exhausted?" I question looking at Doug. "We're the ones playing every night."
"Yeah well still, keeping you guys in check is extremely difficult," Doug says as he walks and sits by Vince. "So, what are you guys doing for the holidays?"
"Ugh, I have to spend Christmas with Heather's family," Tommy says dryly.
"Is that a bad thing?" Vince chuckles.
"Well kind of, they can be annoying sometimes. Especially her mom, she and Heather are always nagging me."
"What about your family?" I ask.
"Her family and my family are coming to our house. Heather wants me to clean up and help her cook. As if I know how to cook." Tommy shrugs.
"I don't know why she would trust you in the kitchen, drummer. I wouldn't eat anything you cooked; I'd rather starve to death." Mick speaks up.
All of us start laughing. Tommy throws his cloth at Mick and he grins and swats it away.
"What about you Vince?" Doug leans back on the couch looking at Vince.
"Me," Vince grunts and leans back on the couch as well. "I'm going to spend Christmas with Sharise's family."
"What about your kids?" Fred asks.
"I'm going to see Neil, but I can't see Beth. Elizabeth won't allow me to see her. She's keeping her away from me. I'm hoping that me and Sharise can have a child together soon."
Doug patted Vince on the shoulder. I felt bad for Vince. He was always complaining that Beth would purposely tell Vince to come to see Elizabeth on the days that he was out on tour just so he wouldn't be able to see her. She wanted his money but didn't want him around. I hope he gets to have a child with Sharise.
