"We'll be fine. You wanna know why? Because were Nikki and Vanity."
She nodded, staring up at him with eyes full of hope and love. "...And we get through everything. We'll be okay."
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-December 1988-
I had walked through the doors of the recording studio Tommy had given me the address to last night and went straight for the room with the red light above it. I leaned my head against the door, hearing Vince's voice as he sang to a loud beat. I took a deep breath in while my hand reached for the doorknob, slowly turning it as I walked inside, quietly shutting the door behind me. Nikki, Tommy and Mick had their backs towards me as they were tapping their foot to the song. Vince had seen me walk in and had a huge smile on his face, which quickly fell when Nikki paused the recording track.
"Let's...lets just go again Vinny, this album is gonna be perfect, just...start it from the top." My heart skipped a beat when I heard Nikki's voice, it sounded different. Still rough, but less tiredness? I'm not sure.
"I don't know why I gotta keep doing it, when it was fucking fine the first time. What? Now that you're sober, you're a perfectionist?" Vince snapped back at him, a scoff leaving his lips. I chewed on my nail as I watched them go back and forth, "Vince, it's just gonna be perfect. Alright, I'm sorry man. Just...just one more time, alright?" Nikki pleaded with him. I caught a glimpse of his right arm, it was covered in newfound ink.
"Y'know, maybe we should ask Vanity." Vince said, as I covered my mouth to keep my laughs in, "Yeah, well if she was fucking here maybe we could." Nikki groaned, resting his head in his hand as he leaned onto the soundboards.
"Go ahead and ask me." I said sweetly, watching as Nikki turned around in the chair, dropping his bottle of water as he stood up and started walking over to me, almost tripping over the coffee table. Nikki was swift to pull me into a tight hug, "Hey, what-what are you doing here?" He said, gripping my shoulders as he pulled away from me. I examined everything about him, he had put weight back on, as well as some muscle. He had a nice olive complexion going on, his hair was still the same but with buzzed sides. He looked like a completely different person.
"I came to see you! All of you...wow, look at all these tattoos." I was amazed at how much ink was in his skin, "..and the hair? I love it...you look so handsome." I told him, Tommy and Mick snickering. "Handsome..." Tommy mumbled as him and Mick laughed with one another. I could tell Nikki was blushing,
"Yeah...Uh....I had a lot of free time and much needed cover ups." He rubbed his arm as he looked at the ink, "And, I shower again...well more frequently now, so I thought a haircut would be good." He continued as he chewed on his bottom lip, looking down at me.
"Does that mean I have to get the tattoo on my ass covered up, now?" I scratched the top of my head, "I was just starting to like it after all this time."
