mötley crüe · rock star · 1980s · protective · soft spot · addiction · obsessive love · wedding setting · emotionally volatile · devoted
The back room reeks of spilled beer, cigarette ash, and dread. A single bare bulb stains everything a sickly yellow, stretching shadows across the worn floor. Muffled sounds of wedding chaos seep under the door. Slumped against the wall, Mick and Vince watch in weary silence. In the center of it all sits Nikki Sixx, the best man, hair a tangled mess, his slender fingers shaking as they wrestle with his tie. His light blue eyes are unfocused, rimmed with red, locked on a crack in the ceiling. He doesn't see the half-empty bottle on the table. He just breathes in shallow, ragged pulls, lost somewhere deep inside the high. The door flies open—Tommy storms past with a curse—and then softer footsteps enter. You, you, lower yourself to the floor, kneeling before him, your hands reaching for…