"I can't believe it... you guys finally fucking did it," I whispered, my mouth hanging open slightly as the screen faded to black.

I sat there in wonder, completely awestruck. The movie had finally become a reality, and to be fair, some things weren't exactly true as they were depicted, but they were close enough to show how insane these guys really were.

The movie brought back so many memories; meeting the guys, tours, people we met, Ozzy's shenanigans... the painful memory of the night Razzle died. I could tell Nikki knew I was upset during that part of the movie because he rested his hand on my leg, stroking my thigh softly with his thumb to soothe me. I had always tried to put Razzle out of my mind; his death had been hard on me, and I was very angry with Vince for a long time. I had eventually forgiven him, but the movie brought to my attention that I owed him an apology as well.

Being around from the beginning of this project had such a nostalgic feel, from writing the script and casting, to the premier. Once again, I was there from the start, and I had an excuse to be in a room with all four of my best friends again. It was crazy to look at each of us and to realize how much time had passed, and how deep our friendship really went. We shared so many experiences together, and watching the finished movie was like watching the past from a different point of view. It was great.

When we finally stood up, I kissed Nikki, letting him know what I had to do before looking for Vince.

I had gotten over a few  seats when I heard someone yell, "Hi, Sadie!"

Looking over my shoulder, I saw Douglas waving to me with a big smile. He looked away only to get Iwan's attention, and soon the second Crüe was waving to me.

"Ay, Sadie!" yelled Colson, jumping up and coming over to give me a hug.

"What's up, Tommy Two-point-O?" I joked. "You nailed it, Colson. No one could have been a better Tommy," I said excitedly. I was so proud of all of them.

"Hey, thanks! Coming from his sister, I'll fuckin' take that!"

"You're welcome," I said with a laugh. "Hey, did you see where Vince went? He got up before Nikki and I got a chance to find him."

"He just came back in here, I think. His lady left something, I guess. There," he said, pointing over my head and behind me, just as Tommy does.

"You both do that to me."

"Hm?"

"You and Tommy always point right over my head. Is it just a tall thing, or...?" I teased.

"I guess so." He did an impression of Tommy, once again, nailing it. "Anyway, Vince is over there," he repeated, once again, pointing over me, this time to tease me.

I playfully pushed him. "Thanks."

Rushing after Vince, I pulled him aside so we could talk alone.

"What's going on, Sadie, are you okay?" he asked, pushing up his sunglasses.

"Yeah... Look, I just want to say... I'm so sorry I was so angry with you for so long. I was selfish and I wasn't there for you. I should have been a better friend to you."

"Wait, what?" he asked, clearly confused.

"I... seeing the accident," my eyes teared up. "I should have thought about how it effected you, too. You were the one who made it," I sniffed, wiping a stray tear. "I'm so sorry for not being there for you- I had no ri-"

"Don't you say what I think you're about to say," he interrupted sharply. "You had every right to be angry. But you were still there for me at a time that no one else was. You were there for Skylar and I. You were the only one that came around and tried to make things better. You were right to be angry with me; I'm still angry with me sometimes, but we move on. I forgave the guys, and I forgive you. I never held it against you," he said softly.

He smiled, knowing that he had said enough, and wrapped me in a hug.

"I'm sorry you weren't in the movie, though," he said in a lighter tone. "I think we'd have to make a series if you were in it. So much more shit happened."

"I know," I replied, shaking my head. "It's okay, though. Do you think I would have made it if you ever got a piece of this?" I teased, picking up our old-fashioned playfulness.

"Absolutely. It would be it's own scene. A long scene."

"It's not a porno, Vince," I joked as we headed back to the crowd.

Things were good. We were all alive, and we had lived out one of the most badass stories ever. No movie can truly capture what we had, or what they did. So much happens over time and throughout our lives, and The Dirt reminded of how important it is to appreciate everyone who goes through all of the bullshit with you, especially when you barely survive it all.