chapter four

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I rubbed my eyes, adjusting to my surroundings. I was in my bunk and we were moving, probably to the venue I gathered.

I stumbled out into the living area, not even my band mates cheery faces could shake this funk i'd woken up in.

"Morning" Randy smiled, I just grumbled in response.

"What happened last night?" I rubbed my head, pining for something to take the throbbing away.

"You got severely fucked up and we were too drunk to bring you back so Nikki did" Lee filled me in, slowly memories flooded back to me and I remembered how nice Nikki had been to me surprisingly.

Deciding it was still too early to function normally, I slumped onto the couch and drifted into a heavy, hungover sleep.

"Hey wake up sleeping beauty" I awoke to Danny shaking me gently.

"Shit Danny what time is is?" I croaked out, voice thick with sleep and drowsiness.

"It's seven now we're on it an hour, thought you might want to get something to eat?" he asked hopefully, I shook my head headed for the kitchen to get some booze.

"I'm not hungry, i'll just meet you guys there" I gave Danny a weak smile.

He and the rest of the band always seemed to worry about me with food. I still attested I was way too hungover to even attempt to eat anything. He returned my smile and headed out the bus, I sighed and began getting ready.

"Look who decided to show up" Vince ran up and put his arm around me, guiding me into the dressing room where the two bands were 'mingling' with the help of illegal substances.

"Hey Vinnie" I smiled at him and waved to the rest of the room, getting nods and waved in return.

I noticed Nikki wasn't in the room, huh.

"Howlin' Chain you're on in 10" a roadie poked his head round the door and told us.

That gives me enough time to try and find Nikki, to thank him of course nothing else.

I wandered around for a bit until I found his own dressing room, I opened the door and stood like a deer in the fucking headlights. He was stood; clearly high out of his mind fucking some blonde groupie.

I literally couldn't move it was so awkward, they still hadn't heard me come in, or at least Nikki hadn't.

"Join in or fuck off sweetheart" the bimbo called out to me.

Nikki turned to see me and instantly pushed the girl off him, she let out a groan in annoyance.

"Sorry, erm, i'll see you later" I choked out some words and stormed out.

"Wait Lynn-" I heard Nikki calling me, I ignored him and ran straight to the side of the stage, thankfully we were due to go on stage any second.

"And now we bring you a little band, goes by the name of Mötley Crüe, any of you know them?" I shouted into the crowd and they screamed back at me.

"We've been Howlin' Chain thank you Chicago!" we all waved and ran backstage, we were met instantly by the Mötley lot, and a very guilty looking Nikki.

"I need to speak to you" Nikki came over whilst I was guzzling some Jack.

"Why Nikki?" I sighed and took another chug.

"You know why" he raised his voice slightly and took the drink off me.

"Fuck off Nikki" I groaned, "I caught you fucking some groupie, big fucking deal? I'm not gonna lose sleep over it! Get over yourself" I snatched the drink back and held it to my chest.

"You're so hard to speak to Lynn, sometimes you don't have to hide behind that whole persona that you've made" he sighed before continuing,

"You know the act where you don't care about anything, because we both know it's just that — an act"

I felt like slapping him, partly because he had the nerve to psycho-analyse me and partly because he got me so well.

"This isn't some 'persona' this is me Sixx, take it or leave it, have a good fucking show" I snapped at him and turned to walk off, not bothering to look behind me.

I hate Nikki Sixx.

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