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Y/N's POV, 1994

Years ago, I was the girlfriend of Nikki Sixx. And I mean years, ten to be exact. Nikki and I were together from 1977, yeah, 1977, long before Mötley Crüe ever existed. So, you can imagine that when our relationship abruptly ended in 1984, it came as a massive punch to the gut. One I'm almost ashamed to say I'm still recovering from.

The story was long and there was no real timeline for when it all started going to shit, all I know is one day Nikki came up to me and just told me that it was over. Well, he didn't just say that... it was rather a lot more hurtful than that.

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1984

I was sat on the couch, minding my own business when I heard the front door open and then shut. I smiled to myself, putting together that it was Nikki come home, so I called out "Had a good night, babe? How was Robbin?"

I got no reply, though heard footsteps heading towards me so just looked in the direction and Nikki entered my vision so I raised an eyebrow at him even more so when he sat down and just stared at me, almost completely blank.

There was silence, and I was studying him, trying to figure out what was wrong with him but couldn't really determine it other than the strong scent of alcohol and cigarettes coming from him. Part of me wanted to ask him what was wrong, another part of me was too scared. I saw the look on his face, and for some reason it unsettled me, thus, I maintained the awkward silence.

Until eventually it was no longer silence and the only words out of his mouth were "We're done."

The bluntness and total left field nature of the comment took me back so much, I laughed "What?"

"We're done." He repeated "I don't want us to be together anymore."

"Y-you're serious?" I asked, dumbfounded still smiling out of shock but as he nodded rather emotionlessly, the smile faded slowly "Why? W-what did I do?"

"I can't be seen with you anymore. I'm making a name for myself, I'm a rockstar... and you... you don't fit in with my life anymore. You hold me back. I can do better than you, now, so, I want you to leave."

I stared at him, searching for any sign this was a joke or something, but no such sign presented itself. He was deathly serious and that made my breath hitch and my heart broke on the spot. There was a flicker, a slight hint of sadness, of regret in the man's eyes in that moment but it was covered so quickly, I started to believe I'd imagined it. We'd been together seven years, and this was it? I was not good enough for him anymore?

"Nikki..." I choke, shaking my head slowly "W-what? What do you mean? I-... I don't-... what?"

"You're not good enough for me anymore. I can have any girl I want... so, why would I wanna be stuck with you? Things change and that's what's happened. Get whatever stuff you want, and then just leave."

"Not good enough? I've-... I've done everything I possibly can for you... I supported you when you had nothing, I backed you up when everyone else thought you'd fail. What else can I do?"