**I'll most likely be update on Wednesdays. Thank you for your patience. I know you're used to chapter updates arriving more frequently from me, in the past.
The prior chapter was a set-up to explain how Tommy's and Nikki's relationship came about, and the way their feelings grew for each other. In this chapter, the drama begins. You already know, because I shared the premise of the reader request, that Nikki will cheat at some point, and that Izzy and Jon will show up in the story. But there's an added element that you're probably not expecting. I had to find a path for Nikki to go down that led him to cheat. He and Tommy are tight with each other. So, there had to be an upset introduced.
One more thing: there is slurred, drunken conversation in this chapter. I italicized the slurred words, so that you know they were misspelled intentionally. I wanted to emphasize the drunkenness.
Oh, uh.... lite smut here. I don't know why I bother listing that anymore. I probably won't going forward.
And, that heading picture.... it's Nikki playing with a condom. It's a still frame from a video that on YT.
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Tommy laid on Nikki’s couch with him. It was early January of 1988.
“I’m scared,” Nikki said, with his head on Tommy’s lap. He was referring to an impending stint at a rehab center to get clean and sober.
“Me too. But, I’m ready. I don’t want anyone to die,” Tommy replied with a sigh, stroking Nikki’s hair. “I don't want you to die. That’s a lot scarier. I love you.”
“I know. Thanks for being here with me. I need you here,” Nikki responded, shutting his eyes.
Tommy continued to stroke Nikki’s hair. The bassist had been recovering from his near-death overdose, and it hadn’t been easy. Tommy knew that his fingers in Nikki’s tresses calmed him, and usually lulled him to sleep…. Just what he needed; rest for the weary soul……
“I think we should move in together after rehab. You know, for better accountability, and well just because…” Tommy suggested.
“Hmmm,” a sleepy Nikki responded, moments before he dozed off. He enjoyed the soothing position on Tommy’s lap.
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About 3 years later. Tommy and Nikki were living together ~
...The phone rang one evening. The number that flashed up on the newly installed Caller ID box was vaguely familiar to Nikki.
“Hello?”
“Nikki?”
“Brandi?! Hey, what’s up? It’s been a while since I’ve heard from you. How about hitting the town tonight?”
“Nikki, I’m pregnant….. It’s yours.”
The receiver fell from his hand.
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“How could you be so stupid?” Tommy shouted.
He and Nikki allowed a little sub-dating within their relationship. A fuck here, a movie date there, a quickie in the bathroom with a groupie. Whatever… it wasn’t a big deal. The rules were simple:
*Women only
*Use condoms
*If the other disapproved of someone, it ended on the spot.
*Each was the priority to the other.
*Never hide anything
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Face Down In The Dirt
FanfictionEverything was simply perfect in the realm of Terrorland until a phone call changed everything. Nikki's world was crumbling. Yet, spiteful Tommy couldn't seem fit to give a damn.... until his world started to crumble too.
