Cora's life was perfect...until it wasn't.
When her friends whisk her away on vacation she finally learns to let her hair down.
But when she comes home, the ghost of vacations past seems to follow her.....
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January 3rd 2001
I drove home after work the lingering thought of my conversation with Nikki playing in my mind. The look of hurt on his face...I never meant to make him feel that way.
I fish around my handbag for my keys when the door suddenly flies open. Ava and Sam pull me in a quickly shuts the door.
" How did you get in here" I say stunned.
" Sush!" Ava shouts at me dragging me to the living room. She pushes me down in the sofa and stands in front of me.
" You fucked a millionaire!" She says almost jumping up and down. I roll my eyes at her shallowness.
" Not the point here" I say taking off my coat.
" Yeah god Ava don't be so cruel he's a real person... who's a rockstar" Sam says playing into it.
" I shouldn't have said anything" I shake my head.
" Oh come on Cora surely some of this is exciting for you" Ava prods.
I suppose she's right...
" Not really....well maybe a little" I smile shyly thinking back to that night.
" I don't know though, apart of me is absolutely mortified about it all but then there is a small part of me that's like you go girl "
That's not a lie. When I saw Nikki sat in that chair I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. But once I had finally calmed down and started to think about that weekend, it felt so right. I actually enjoyed myself, I know I fled the scene the next day but it wasn't anything personal it was all just overwhelming.
" It doesn't matter anyway, I totally insulted him before he left, I doubt he would want to talk to me again" I sigh.
The two girls looked confused.
" What did you say..." Ava asks with a raised eyebrow.
" He was totally trying to get me flustered! I mean I made it pretty obvious I did not want to talk about that night, especially at my work place and he kept bringing it up! "
" Cora... " they say in unison.
" I might have said I wouldn't have slept with him if I knew who he really was..." I say the last part avoiding eye contact.
There was a brief silence.
" Ouch" Sam says giving a small giggle.
Ava glares at her.
" Cora that was so mean, why would you say that!?" She questions.
" Cause it's true! I mean it's true on the terms that if I knew he was like famous I probably would've gotten so nervous and chickened out" I say truthfully.
" Yeah but he doesn't know that! He probably thinks you're like repulsed by him or maybe something you read about him" Ava says now putting it in perspective for me.
I gush if major guilt runs through me.
" Oh no I feel so awful " I say slouching down in my chair.
" Yeah well you should" Sam says.
I glare at her.
" I think you owe him an apology and a proper genuine explanation" Ava says standing up.
I hate when she's right.
" I'll his manger first thing tomorrow to get his contact" I say giving up.
" Good now if you'll excuse me I have to go, i'll see you tomorrow okay" She smiles at me before looking at Sam.
" Oh yeah you were my ride" She says before following Ava and waving me goodbye.
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Nikkis pov
The elevator doors open and I see the guys waiting for me outside the building.
" Dude what's the hold up, I've gotta get home Pamela has a shoot later" Tommy says throwing a cigarette butt.
" Sorry " Is all I say.
" He was totally hitting on that hot secretary, you know that's one of my fantasies doing right their on her - " I slap Vince's arm before he finished his sentence.
" I wasn't hitting on her" I say annoyed.
" Dude, what's up with you? You were okay before we came downstairs" Tommy questions.
I stop in my tracks and lean against the hood of my car before turning to my three bandmates.
" I slept with her" I say looking them dead in the eyes.
" Oh...don't feel bad Nikki it happens the best of us don't be embarrassed " I furrow my eyebrows at Tommy before realising his mind went somewhere else.
" No dude I didn't sleep with her just there! I slept with her in the bahamas" I say setting the record straight.
" I knew something was up" Mick says crossing his arms.
" So? Why do you seem all weird about it now" Vince asks.
" She told me she had no idea who I was at the time and that if she did she probably wouldn't have slept with me"
They all stare at me blankly.
This is the first time I've heard this since becoming Nikki Sixx.
Sure Frank Ferrana got rejected all the time, but not Nikki. Never Nikki.
" I mean...why? What difference does it make" Tommy says.
" I don't know, she says it because sleeping with clients is forbidden but we slept together before I was a client, unless she thinks I like followed her back here, but she didn't even give me her real name then so that can't be it...." I shrug.
" Oh maybe she heard about your divorce, oh! maybe she heard about your other divorce...oh actually maybe.." Mick hits Tommy in the stomach to shut him up.
" Come on Nikki, who cares she's just some chick" Vince says putting his hand in my shoulder.
" I'm not hung up on her, but just made me realise i'm not as "desirable" as I once was, I'm 40 with 4 kids and two divorces, we have been through a lot in 20 years" I say hanging my head.
" Exactly so stop crying about it" Mick says coldly but I know he's trying to make me see some perspective.
" Yeah you're right whatever I don't care she can think what she wants, what's one more annoyed chick to my list, she can join the rest of them" I laugh.
" Atta boy" Vince says bumping my shoulder.
" I seriously gotta go Pam will kill me" Tommy ways opening his car door.
I sit into my own car and wait for the others to be gone. I just sit there replaying our conversation, I think back to the night in the bahamas, It has me questioning everything I did.
I don't think i've done anything wrong but she really did not seem pleased to see me.
I shake the thoughts from my brain as I start the ignition.
