Wha-if rockstars went to boarding school

Chapter 10: I hate hospitals. And doctors, I hate a lot of things

Nikki Sixx

"Nikki?!" Tommy yells, shaking me. I snap out of my trance. "What?" I gasp, taking in the room around me. I look at the nurse, who is handing a boy medicine. He has long black hair, pale skin, blue eyes, and gives me a thin smile as he passes us.

The nurse glances at me. "Oh dear." She sighs, as Tommy helps me sit in a chair. I gasp in pain as I sit down, pain radiating through me. The nurse makes her way over to me.

I give her a suspicious glare and make sure my face is covered so she can't really see me. My hair, is like my camouflage mechanism. I use it to...hide...in a way. I hide behind it, I always have. I don't plan on stopping.

She brushes my hair out of my face. DAMN IT. DAMN. I don't like my face like that. "What happened darlin? You have severe bruising on your face." She asks

Tommy just has to open his big mouth. "There's bruising everywhere else as well. He's badly hurt." He chimes in, making me sigh. "Oh really hun? What happened?" The nurse asks. There's no way I'm telling her I was beaten, nearly killed, shoved against a wall and then had some random man forcefully stick his dick in me while I cried like a pussy.

Thankfully I passed out after the first few minutes.

Or not thankfully, hell I don't know. "Shut up you little bitch, quit whining." The mans voice rings in my ears. I jump when the nurse lightly touches my arm. The pain that shoots into my thighs and lower backside, kills ms.

"Mr Feranna are you alright?" The nurse asks, her face laced with concern.

"Yeah. Fine." I lie.

"Then why did you come?"

"I got into a fist fight, thats all."

To be honest I still feel weird, like I did last night. Tommy told me his suspicions of me being drugged, which explains why I don't remember passing out.

It would've worn off by now, unless he gave me the strong shit, and lots of it. Oh fuck. I think the nurse can tell that I've been poisoned, or thinks I'm high or something.

I start to panic, I have to get out of here. I hate this, more than I can even say. She pokes me in the side.

OW.

What the fuck is wrong with this lady?!

Did she just poke me?! IN THE FUCKING SIDE?! OH HELL NO!

I gasp in pain and she begins to lift my shirt. "Woah woah woah." Tommy says. She looks up at him. "I'm checking for broken ribs sugar." She explains, and pokes more at my side. Each time she does, I grip my chair harder, the pain fucking with me.

"You're gonna feel this tomorrow." SLAM. The crunch my body made as it hit the floor deafened me.

I can't breathe. I can't move. The white hot flash behind my eyes almost makes me think it's daytime. Why can't I move?! What's going on? Why can't I fight back?!

"Mr Feranna?" The nurse asks and I come down to earth with a bump. "Yeah?" I mumble.

"Mr. Feranna your roommate told me about how badly you were bruised, you have at least two broken ribs, and maybe a concussion, so we need to send you to the hospital." The nurse fills me in.

"WHAT NO!" I yell, the expulsion of air tightening my chest in pain. "Tommy you're free to go back to your dorm room, thank you, you've been a big help." She instructs.

Tommy looks at me nervously. I nod, giving him the OK, and then look back at the nurse. "Trust me, it's fine, just a little fist fight." I say.

Tommy Lee

I can't believe she wouldn't let me go with Nikki to the hospital. Instead of heading back to my room however, I head to Vinces room. His roommates are all there; a blonde kid in a striped shirt with stringy blonde hair and traumatized blue eyes, he seems to be trying to grow stubble.

A kid wailing into an imaginary microphone. About shoulder length orange hair, green eyes, and a bandana.

And a kid with dark hair, green eyes, extremely pale skin, and dark lipstick. He's speaking Finnish to somebody on the phone. Vince jumps up from his bed. "Tommy!" He greets, pulling me into a hug. "Hey!" I reply, hugging him back.

"So these are your roommates?"

"Yep."

"How do you live with this?"

"Beer, oh and coke."

"Speaking of which..."

A/N: so next chapter will focus a little more on Vince and his 'Mysterious' roomies, trying to keep up with everybody lmao