Motley Crue - You're All I Need (Vince Neil/Nikki Sixx/Tommy Lee/Heather)

50: Home Sweet Home (Long Chapter)

~ Vince's POV ~

- a month later -

As hard as I have been trying these past few weeks to stay clean, I haven't been perfect. I was doing a lot better, I knew that for a fact, but I was far from perfect.

I was really looking forward to our full month break from the tour. It was between the North America leg and the European one. An entire month to spend in my real home and to get a reminder of what normal life looks like again.

"Can you believe we're home already?" Amanda asked as we were bringing our bags into the door.

"Home sweet home," I said, quoting one of the songs from out latest album. Sort of ironically, but it applied in this situation.

"What is the famous Vince Neil going to do now that he's off the road?" Amanda teased, moving over to me and looking up into my eyes, batting her eyelashes at me.

"Like I've been saying," I added. "I have a few things in mind," I continued, moving my hands down to her waist and pulling her in close to me.

"I don't think we have time for that," she said softly, looking down to how close our bodies were to one another's.

"Oh, come on," I pleaded, moving my hands up to her cheeks and moving her hair out of her face so that I could take in the full view of her beauty. "Melissa can wait."

"She actually can't," she said, smiling at me widely. "She'll hate me if I'm late, she's been dying to see me."

"We'll just have to wait until tonight then, I guess," I said, letting her hair fall back into her face as I moved my hands away.

"Actually," Amanda said, an even bigger smile cracking onto her face. "I've got something even better planned for us tonight."

"Better than sex with me?" I asked.

"Way better," she promised as I pretended to wear a look of hurt on my face in response to her words. "You're just going to have to wait to find out what it is."

"I can't wait," I said, gazing down at her endearingly.

"What are you going to do? I probably won't be back until ten or so," she mentioned.

"I might head over to Tommy's and see what he's up to," I said, not really sure what else I can do with all of this free time.

"Okay," she added. "Well, have fun with that and I'll see you later."

I gave her a quick kiss before she headed out the door, out to Heather's car that was waiting for her. It felt weird to be apart from each other, when we had been so close the past few months. I felt like part of me was missing now that she was gone.

I headed upstairs and took a long shower, enjoying the feeling of real hot water hitting my body, enjoying it all in the privacy of my home. I got changed into a cutoff shirt and ripped jeans, and of course my leather jacket, heading out to my shitty old Oldsmobile Cutlass that was sitting in my driveway.

'When we get home for real after this tour, I'm buying us each one hell of a car to drive,' I told myself.

I made it to Tommy's fairly quickly and noticed that his garage door was open. His Camaro was sitting in there, alongside a motorcycle. I got out of my beat-up car and headed toward his garage, waving to him when he saw me walking up.

"What, miss me already?" He teased, looking up to me from where he was knelt down beside his bike.

"In your dreams," I joked. "Whose bike is this?"