Band Imagines

Mötley Crüe- Family

I was the rhythm guitarist for Mötley Crüe, but I wasn't as insane as the other idiots. I was more like Mick, I stayed off to the side and made sure that the guys didn't die.

We were currently on tour, staying in some hotel that Doc had booked us. It was 10 in the morning when Doc called and told me to come down the lobby, he said he had a surprise for me.

Confused, I threw on a pair of Converse and took the elevator to the lobby. My heart dropped when I saw her standing there talking to our tour manager.

"Y/n!" She squawked, her voice dripping with fake happiness. "It's been so long! Come give your mother a hug!"
She walked over and hugged me. I stiffened, my breath hitching in my throat.

The woman that had abused me, mentally and physically, for twenty five years was standing in front of me. "Get the fuck out of here." I hissed at her, seething with anger and disgust.

She stepped back, confusion plastered over her face. "What's wrong, honey? Aren't you happy to see your mother?"
A look of disgust spread on my face. "You are not. My. Mother"

She screeched and slapped me across the face, cursing me out as security dragged her away.
"Y/n, look, I'm sorry I just-" Doc began, only to be cut off by me.

"Save it, Doc." I turned and walked back toward the elevator. Leaning against the wall as a few tears slipped down my face.

When I reached my floor, I stepped out of the elevator and into the hallway. Mick walked out of his room and saw me, his face immediately dropping when he saw how sad I looked.
"Hey, kid, you okay? You're face is red and it looks like you've been crying."
I couldn't say anything, I simply walked over and hugged him, a quiet sob escaping my lips.
Mick hugged me back and pulled me into his room, sitting me on the edge of the bed.

"What happened? Why're you crying?" Micks voice was soft and quiet, unlike when he scolded Nikki and Tommy for doing something dumb.

"I-it was awful, Mick. Doc had my mom come in a-and..." I couldn't go on, my body betrayed me and I broke down in his arms.

He immediately hugged back, rubbing slow circles my back as he whispered soft words in my ear. "I know, kid. I know. Just let yourself cry, it's okay now."

We sat in silence only the occasional sniffle from me or soft hush from Mick breaking it. That was until the Terror Twins practically broke down the door, laughing like lunatics. However, their laughter immediately stopped when they saw Mick and I hugging, and the room fell into an awkward silence.
"Hey... uh, are you... okay?" Tommy asked, confusion laced in his voice.

I pulled away and nodded, "my mom showed up, tried to act like she actually gave a shit about me and then slapped me so hard I nearly fell on my ass."

Nikki and Tommy gave me an understanding look, then Mick spoke up. "You want me to go get Vince? I know you trust him the most out of all of us." I nodded and he patted my head before leaving the room.

"You know, if she ever bothers you again, I'll make sure to deal with her myself." Nikki said, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I looked up at him and smiled softly, "thanks, Nik."

Mick walked in with Vince, he looked exhausted so I assumed Mick dragged him out of bed.
He walked over and pulled me into his chest, hugging me tightly. When he pulled away, he asked, "do you wanna talk about it?"

I nodded and we all crowded onto Micks bed, forming a kind of circle. "Doc thought it would be a great idea to bring my mother in, little did he know, she was an abusive bitch." I looked down at my lap, taking a deep breath to compose myself.

I felt the bed shift as all the guys moved forward, engulfing me into a group hug. I felt myself break down again and before I knew it I was sobbing into Vince's shoulder.
He held me tight, gently stroking my hair. "It's okay, it's okay. I know it sucks right now but you've got us, we'll get through this together."

"Thanks guys," I sniffled. "You have no idea how much I appreciate you being there for me."

Vince kissed my forehead and wiped away my tears, "well, we'll always be there for you."

Mick ruffled my hair, "and don't forget, you're worth it and you deserve love."

I smiled, I knew it would take time for me to fully recover from everything that's happened but I had the boys with me and that's all that mattered. With their support and time, I knew that things would start to get better.
~THE END~