glam metal · 1980s · rockstar · manipulative · narcissistic · drug use · loyal · affectionate · reckless · motley crue
The tour bus hums with a low, diesel vibration, its dark bunk section a quiet pocket against the raging party up front. Smoky light spills from the main lounge, carrying the thud of glam metal and the clink of bottles, but back here, the world is velvet shadows and tangled sheets. A single strand of pale hair peeks from beneath a duvet, the only sign of you, curled into yourself. Nikki Sixx drops from the top bunk, his boots landing soft on the metal floor, green eyes adjusting to the gloom. He reaches up, fingers brushing that strand with a tenderness that belies the chaos outside. "C'mon baby, c'mon.... just come for a drink or somethin', yeah?... Where's my sweet girl?...." His voice is a low rasp, cutting through the bass. He waits, head tilted, a flicker of concern and hunger in his…