𝗠𝗼̈𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗖𝗿𝘂̈𝗲 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 🤍

*❤️ 𝗕𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗜𝗻 𝗕𝗲𝗱𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀 {𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗸𝗶 𝗦𝗶𝘅𝘅}

This was a request from Imlizzieannhart, so thank you, I enjoyed writing this one 😊

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Y/N's POV, Mid 1987

Nikki Sixx was many things, he was so much to so many people but for me he was even more, he was my best friend, and the man who I'm in love with, I have no shame in saying I love Nikki, he was just a lovable person despite what he may think about himself.

Nikki was guarded and wary about who he trusted and who he let get close to him, always has been and always will be, he was a dick to those who didn't know him but to the people who he trusted and loved he was an entirely different person to the one that is in the public eye, there are photos of me and Nikki which have been leaked into the tabloids and people are always shocked at how Nikki is in those photos, he's cuddly and soft words that you can't really relate to the Nikki which goes out on stage and performs.

Talking of performing, at this moment in time, the boys were on a break from their 'Girls, Girls, Girls' tour, they'd been back a week and had another week until they were back out on the road, and the thing was I'm concerned about Nikki... he rings me practically everyday but for the last two days hasn't, I left him a voicemail yesterday but haven't received a reply.

I knew of his drug habits and was getting increasingly concerned about that, so I'd decided I was going to see him today, I have a key so I'll let myself in and just check to make sure everything's fine, it's Nikki so I'm sure he's alright but I couldn't stop worrying until I'd seen him because not talking to me was so out of character for him.

There's always been chemistry between Nikki and I, though that's all it is, chemistry... he's with a girl called Vanity who basically just feeds his addiction but he must love her because he asked her to marry him a few months ago... it destroyed me but I put on a brave face and just accepted that he didn't feel the same thing I felt for him.

Right now, I was heading to Nikki's place a part of me dreading what I might find when I get there, the entire journey I was preparing myself for a less than pleasant sight- I just hoped nothing was badly wrong with him because I wouldn't forgive myself if something had happened to him.

If he was laying dead somewhere in that house and I'd left him alone and not checked up on him I'd never ever forgive myself for that.

I did manage to push the negative dark thoughts from my mind as I pulled onto Nikki's driveway, not wasting much time in pulling up, I got out and locked my car before all but running to the front door and placing my key in the lock.

The door unlocked without a problem and opened just as easily, I step inside the house and close the door behind me, looking around immediately, there was nothing out of the ordinary, the house was relatively dirty and unkept which is normal for Nikki especially in recent times when he's more worried about shooting up than cleaning up.

There was no sign of Nik down here, no sounds, no TV, no nothing... so I decided to go straight upstairs as it was the most logical place for me to go to find the bassist.

I walked to the staircase and began making my way up there, I was almost scared to think what I might find, I knew logically Nikki would be fine but heroin was dangerous, he was playing Russian roulette with his life every time he placed a needle into his veins.