𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮/ 𝓝𝓲𝓴𝓴𝓲 𝓢𝓲𝔁𝔁

*∙𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝙼𝚢 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚆𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙽𝚒𝚔𝚔𝚒 𝚂𝚒𝚡𝚡.....∙*

It's 1987! And it's almost Christmas! But also on this day 23.12.1987 I (thought) lost the love of my life. Even though he hurt me bad I loved him with all my heart. I just didn't show it. The sad part is Nikki was in a very dark place for a few years now. And I think he likes it there. But he's filling it with a 1000$ in heroin.

Me and the guys (without Nikki) we're in the living room of Vinces home puting up the Christmas tree. Nikki was at some party I guess but at that point I didn't care. The tv was turned on MTV playing in the back. But then I heard the most terrifying and crushing news in my life.

*its a sad night for rock n roll. We just got the news that Mötley Crües bassist Nikki sixx has died in Hollywood this evening of an apparent drug overdose* the reporter said

"No what the fuck!" Vince yells as I burst into tears falling to the ground feeling Vinces hands around me

"Shhhh shhhh baby girl it's alright it's alright" he says trying to call me down of my histerical crying

"T- Tommy try to- try to figure out which hospital he's in!" I said to Tommy

"Ok sis on it!" He says kissing my forehead
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"Ms.Lee?" The nurse says as I shoot up from my seat practically sprinting twords his room

"Nikki!" I yell going straight to his bed holding his hand starting to cry again

"Jane!" He says bursting into tears

"Im so sorry babe! I'm so sorry!" He says

"Look sixx I don't really forgive you but I don't care right now as long as you're ok. Just don't do that ever again! Please get help Nikki please!" I try and beg

"O- wait will that mean I would get you back?" He asks

"Perhaps. Not 100%. But it's possible." I say laughing a bit

"Then i will gladly go." He says kissing my cheek

I brought Nikki home the next day and as soon as we came to the house I called the guys and they all agreed to go to rehab with Nikki

Mötley Crüe was going to rehab.

Nikkis pov:

"Did I miss the party?" Some dude asks sitting down beside me on the floor in some guys apartment

"You look like a man in need of some sweet sweet... Persian." He says holdin up a baggie of heroin

"How is that Persian? Is there even still a Persia?" I ask

"There has to be. It's where all the cats come from." He says

"Oh yeah..... what cats?" I ask

"....Persian you know the ones like from lady and the tramp."

"They're Siamese cats! You don't know shit about Walt Disney." I say to him

"I knew he was a perv man. He would lay beneath glass tables and have hookers take a shit right on the glass." He says

"What are you talking about that never happened!" I say

"How would you know man?" He asks

"Because I'm a perv and I've never thought about something as fucked up as that." I say

"Hey man you want some?" He asks me handling me the needle

"Yeah but... you do it." I say

"Good damn..... squeezing." He says as he puts the needle in my arm
I couldn't feel anything I felt so numb. I felt like I was about to pass out. And then BANG. I fell in the floor. And that was the last thing I remember.

I woke up in an ambulance with 2 adrenaline shots in my chest. What was going on with me?
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"Nikki!" I hear someone yell. I recognize that voice. Jane!

"Jane!" I yell for some reason bursting into tears
"I'm so sorry babe! I'm so sorry!" I cry

"Look sixx I don't really forgive you but I don't care right now as long as you're ok. Just don't do that ever again! Please get help nikki please!" She says crying hard

"O-wait will that mean I will get you back?" I ask

"Perhaps. Not 100%. But it's possible." She says with a b of a laugh

"Then i will gladly go." I say kissing her cheek

Jane took me home the next day and as soon as we got home she called the guys. They all agreed to get help with me.

Mötley Crüe was going to rehab.

(A/N: I was crying my eyes out writing this pls don't let it flop!)