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Vince's POV. July 2nd 1987

Earlier today I called up both Mick and Tommy and told them to be at my place by 12:30pm to talk about Nikki's deteriorating health.

I didn't know what to do, none of us did.. Nikki's a difficult person to get through too and when it came to people telling him to stop doing something especially drugs when he doesn't want to give it up, it's messy.

You should have seen the explosive argument he and Doc had when Doc came to the decision to force Nikki into rehab... not pretty. If Tommy hadn't have intervened Doc would have ended out with multiple broken bones, I'll guarantee that.

I felt bad for talking about Nikki behind his back but he just won't listen, he knows he's struggling but he'd never admit it aloud even if it killed him which at this rate is entirely possible. Nikki had to hide so much when he was a child from the people around him, he's afraid to admit weakness incase it's used against him... it's not fair.

We gotta find a way to convince Nik to go to rehab... there's no other option here, he's gotta see the damage he's doing too everything not just himself.

Don't even get me started on the affect it would have on Tommy if Nikki died... I genuinely think that if Nik died Tommy wouldn't be Tommy anymore... they complete one another and if something happened to either one of them the other would be ruined unable to piece themselves back together so it's not just Sixx's life on the line here there's Tommy's too.

That just added to the pressure and urgency of this problem.

Tommy always has been and always will be Nikki's pressure point... I've tried talking to him about the effect his drug use is having on Tommy and I know it gets to him- he always changes the subject because it gets too much for him.

If there's one person that Nikki didn't want to intentionally hurt then it was going to be Thomas Lee Bass.

When I rang Nikki yesterday like usual he was pretty washed out but there was something else... he sounded scared... every time I spoke to him I had to repeat what I'd just said because it was like he was focused on something else... like there was someone with him but there wasn't... Nikki was too fucked up to be around people who aren't me, Tom or Mick.

It could have been a chick I guess but Nikki's told me about his... problems... when sleeping with girls... and he can't sleep with guys in case it gets leaked to the press... so it left me to wonder who was there, if there was anyone there at all that is.

This morning actually passed pretty quick for me today and before I knew it the time was 12:30 and I had a drummer and guitarist on my doorstep.

"Hey" I greeted as I open my front door and see the two men standing there.

"Yo, man" Tommy smiles, pulling me in for a hug releasing me after a short while and walking into my living room, I look to Mick and shake his hand, he nods and heads into the same direction as Tommy- I close my front door and join the two men in the room and sit down on the couch.

"Okay, so.... I told you both why I wanted you here, so let's just get straight to it, what do we do?" I sighed eyeing the both of them.

"Dunno, what is there we can do? Nikki's a stubborn piece of shit, he won't admit anything's wrong with him even if he had an arm hanging by a thread." Mick says matter of factly which is very true.