You're All I Need《Nikki Sixx || Mötley Crüe || The Dirt》

{Chapter Fifty-Seven}

*Mallory*

I sighed as I sat outside at a table at the cafe down the street from Sebastian's place, waiting for Nikki.

What if he gets sad? What if he gets angry?

I then spot his car pull up nearby and took a deep breath, straightening myself out.

I watched as he walked out and then jogged over when he saw me.

"Hey," he said, looking at me with concern. "What's going on? You sounded upset on the phone."

I gulped. "I... I just needed to talk to you...." I said as he sat down across from me.

"Is everything okay, Mal?" he asked me.

I gulped. "I don't know...." I answered honestly.

He looked at me in confusion before he gulped and sighed. "Look, Mal, if... If you relapsed, its gonna be alright. Okay, people tend to fall off the wagon, its not your fault. We can just start over from scratch, I can help-"

"No no no no no no no no no, Nikki, i-its not that," I quickly said. "I'm still clean."

He sighed with relief, nodded.

"Though I did kind of slip with cigarettes again, but that's sort of why I wanted to talk," I said.

He looked at me quizzically before I took a deep breath and started.

"Turns out, I have enough credits to start earning my residency early already," I said. "I can pick any hospital anywhere to earn it, but one hospital had already accepted me to earn it with them."

His eyes widen. "Serious? Mal, that's amazing! But.... But then what's the problem?" he asked.

I pursed my lips and sighed. "It was St. Mary's Hospital that accepted me...."

He was confused until I reached into my bag and handed him the folder.

He frowned and looked at the cover, his his eyes widening.

"Its in London?" he asked.

I sighed and looked down. "I don't have to take it... I can apply to any hospital in Los Angeles or nearby, they'll accept me regardless, but.... This is still a once in a lifetime opportunity....I just don't know what to do....."

He frowned as he looked through the papers.

"So back to square one, huh?" he suddenly said coldly.

I frowned. "What?"
"You getting comfortable, and then just wanting to bail," he snapped a bit.

I looked at him, surprised. "Hang on, I-I didn't even say yes to going," I said.

"No, but you're thinking about it, or else you would have just rejected them long time ago," he said sternly, slamming the folder down, making me jump a bit. 

"Nikki..." I spoke, surprised at his tone, but he cut me off.

"Even after everything, after the hell we all went through, you still want to leave!" He asked, upset. "What keeps stopping you, huh?! You want to leave so bad, what's stopping you now?!"

My eyes widen at him.

"Back then was different, okay!? This is my career we're talking about, something I was lucky to even be able to study on my own choice!!!" I shouted. "Back then we were all on dark paths, I was running away from my problems."

"So then what is it now?!" He snapped.

"I-I don't know!" I said.

"You're running from us?! From Sebastian?!" he asked. "From me!?"