Nikki Sixx prys himself on being in the sleaziest dirtiest rock band Motley Crue. He is considered the bad boy of Rock 'n Roll and has a reputation that proves it. He meets the highest-paid fashion model in the world, Iman Darlington who is the comp...
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Tuesday, January 2nd, 1990
Morning...
Nikki's POV
"Finally, this shit is working!"
I happily sighed turning on the computer. I stood up and dusted myself off then pulled a chair out so that I could sit beside Mani. I bought a new Apple Mac computer and had been trying to set it up since we got back from the store.
"The education of rebellion." Mani read out loud. She sat down spinning on my computer chair reading my notebook eating skittles. "So, what is this?"
"It's just stuff I've written on all the Motley Crue lyrics."
"Oh, so you're going to turn it into a book or something?" She asks as she popped some skittles into her mouth turning the page.
"Yeah, it's going to be a book on my poetry." I respond leaning and taking one of her skittles.
"Is this poem also going to be put in it as well?" She smiles.
"What?" I turned and looked at the page she showed me then tried to grab the book. She laughs and pulls it away quickly before I can take it. "Mani give it to me." I chuckle.
"Mani, she smells like spring flowers, long black and voluptuous hair, with skin like milk chocolate." She burst out and laughs again as I grab the book from her. "Awe Nikki do you write about me?"
I smiled with embarrassment as my cheeks heat up. "Yes, I do."
"Can't I just read one thing about me...please."
I sigh and tap the table. "Fine, but I choose."
"Yes." She smiles and eats another skittle as I flip through my pages.
"Here." I hand her the book holding onto a page.
She takes the book from me smiling and starts reading as I take her skittles and snack on them. I watch Mani as she starts reading the page I chose for her. It was from rehab when I was dealing with what happened to her and at the same time just getting off drugs.
"Hey, hey." I softly say looking at her eyes turn red with tears brimming down her cheeks. She sniffles and hands the book back to me. "Mani?"
"I didn't know." She sniffles. "I didn't know that's how bad you were feeling." She chokes out and wipes her tears.
"I hurt you, and I didn't know how...I didn't know what to do with myself." I responded. "Princess don't cry, I'm much better now."
"I know but." She sniffled again. "The thought that you had to deal with that by yourself with no family. Reading that just breaks my heart. I'm so sorry."
This is the Mani that I was head over heels for. The genuine soft-spoken woman who cares about my feelings. There are times when she drives me fucking insane because she can be really stuck up and mean. However, when you break down those walls of, she is Iman Darlington, you get this amazing woman.
