Mötley crüe x reader

Twenty

-Departement of pain stage-

Nikki had bought me a blue slushie on our way to the stage and Mick was sitting down near the big speaker at the end of the stage as Tommy was... Talking to his girlfriend Heather... 

"You guys okay? You look like you haven't slept in days" Mick asked crossing his arms looking at Nikki and I

"We do sleep mick and anyways we're working our asses off for the next album" I answered slurping my slushie as Nikki held me closer from behind.

I looked over at Vince who waved awkwardly at me before Sharise came to talk to him with his little girl skylar.

I got down the stage as Skylar opened her arms to see me as she hugged me

"Hey little monster," I said kissing her cheek

"I'm sorry Y/n bu we have to go" Sharise said giving me a sad look

"It's fine, goodbye Skylar. Take care Sharise" I said kissing her hair as they walked away

I jumped back on stage slurping my slushie

"Is this bring your fucking girlfriend at job day?" Nikki asked rolling his eyes

"Lucky you I'm a part of the band" I said kissing his cheek

"Still it's annoying" Nikki statted rolling his eyes a bit

"Oh cmon Nikki" Tommy said letting go of his girlfriend as she walked away

"Is this one gonna be a problem?" I asked rolling my eyes talking about Heather

"You're lucky she's hot," Nikki said sitting down beside Mick

"I know right super hot," Tommy said picking me up from the ground sitting me next to him

"I think I'm in love," Tommy said smiling laying down on stage

"I wish I had a girlfriend" Mick mumbled

"I know Mick, I know," I said patting his back 

Vince got up and walked over to Doc, I sighed and looked at Tommy

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" I asked putting my empty cup away

"Yeah sure," He said getting up as he started walking backstage

"What's up?" He asked as his smile faded away slowly

"What are you doing for the Holidays?" I asked looking down

"I was thinking to spend some time with Heather," He said lifting my chin up a bit

"Oh... I t-thought I was spending the Holidays with you like we talked about a couple months ago" I said looking away

"I'm sorry... I really want too but Heather-"

"I get it T-Bones," I said cutting him

"You could go spend some time with your parents," He said as he realized what he said

"Wow, Tommy... Ouch" I said feeling my throat squeezing itself

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to," He said looking away

"No it's fine just forget it, Tommy," I said walking back to Nikki and Mick

I sat down beside them and looked at the stage with a blank expression.

"What happened?" MIck asked looking at me

"Nothing it's fine," I said smiling

"You're the worst liar I've ever met Y/n," Nikki said shaking his head holding me closer

"So are you two together?" Mick asked

"No-"

"Yes," I said cutting him off confused

"Right," Mick said sipping his beer

"Fuck you Nikki and fuck you Tommy, mostly Tommy," I said getting up walking away towards Doc

"I'm gonna go back to my hotel room if you'll excuse me," I said looking at him

"Yeah it's fine by me Y/n" Doc nodded

"Wait Y/n," Nikki said jogging behind me

"Don't even bother yourself to come, it's fine I got it were not together and that Tommy found someone else to spend time with I fucking got it alright? Leave me alone" I said squeezing my wrist

"I never-"

"You said it, Nikki you made it clear, so why don't you go find someone else like Tommy did?" I said rudely before storming out of the big stadium

Nikki didn't even bother to come out in the rain to follow me. I started walking towards the hotel and saw some paparazzi waiting for me. Shit. I walked past them as one grabbed my hand

"Y/N are you with Nikki?"

"Did you sleep with Tommy?"

"We heard that you slept with Vince and that's why he's not with Sharise anymore? Could you talk to us about it?"

"Y/n, we heard that you're taking Heroin is it true?"

"Miss y/n we heard you're dad was looking for you in Loss Angeles"

I ignored them and walked inside of the hotel holding back my tears, I walked upstairs and unlocked my door before falling on my bed crying.

Why is this happening to me? Why not Tommy or Vince or Mick? Why is it always me?
 

RING RING RING

I picked up the phone as I sighed

"What who is it?" I asked annoyed

"It's me," A familiar voice said

"I'm sorry who am I talking to?" I asked confused

"Oh, babygirl... You don't remember the voice of you're father?"