Alright, so I had told myself that I would stay home for the next leg of tour... but then they were opening for Ozzy Osbourne. I couldn't pass on that opportunity, but as usual, the fun fore off; the difference this time was that it only took three and a half weeks to burn me out. I wasn't sure if they were competing with Ozzy or showing off. It was too much. After catching Tommy sniffing rails and Nikki trying to sneak in more heroin, I was more than over the "glamorous" tour life. 

This morning we were sitting down by the pool, Mick and I under an umbrella and the rest of the guys laying in the sun. Although it was calm at the moment, each of them had a drink in hand.

I had thought about leaving the tour and over, and today I felt particularly tired. I wanted to see a new place- by myself. I had no idea how it would go, but I had finally come to a decision; I was leaving the tour and going to Europe.

"Let's have some fuckin' fun, eh?" Ozzy shouted, clapping and interrupting me from my thoughts.

"Here comes trouble," I joked.

"Would you like a drink?" Ozzy asked an older couple. Bending over and lifting his dress, he revealed a folded bill sticking out of his ass crack. "Come on! It's like a piggy bank in there," he said, encouraging them to pull it out. "I'll leave it here for you... Drinks are on me!" he yelled, making his way over to the boys and I. "Drinks are on me."

"Morning, Oz."

"I'll take a refill," Nikki joke, only to recoil in horror when Ozzy lifted his dress.

"Oh god," I mumbled, looking at Mick. "I'm gonna go inside. You pals have fun."

"Yeah, thanks," he replied, shaking his head.

°°°°°°

"Hey, Doug, I wanna talk to Doc. No, the idiots are fine. I just need to talk to him about something."

I sat on the edge of the bed, twirling the phone cord around my finger.

"Hey, Sadie, what's going on?"

"Hey, Doc, can we meet and talk somewhere? Nikki'll probably be back in any minute, and it's important."

"Sure. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just... choosing where my path takes me, I guess," I answered, sighing softly.

"Okay. I can meet you in the hotel restaurant," he answered.

"Thanks."

"Of course."

We hung up and I left our room, heading to the restaurant.

It didn't take long to find the restaurant, and upon seeing Doc, I took a seat across from him.

"Hey, Doc, thanks."

"Of course, Sadie. What's going on?" he asked, concern in his eyes.

"I've decided to leave the tour," I said gravely.

"So you're giving me a warning... I appreciate it," he replied, shaking his head. "You know he's going to self destruct when you're gone."

"I know," I said softly. "I just can't do another run. The four of them with Ozzy is enough to make my head explode. I can't handle all of the craziness."

"I understand. What do you need?"

"A plane ticket to the UK."

"That's it?"

"Just keep my boys safe."

"I'll do my best. I'll make a call and arrange for your ticket. I'll give you the details as soon as I get them."

"Thanks, Doc. I really appreciate it."

°°°°°°

"Oh my god, you missed it. Ozzy snorted these ants- and then he drank his own piss! Oh, and then Nikki tried to do it and Ozzy licked up his piss, too!" Tommy chattered excitedly, catching me up to their shenanigans.

"What the fuck is wrong with you guys?" I asked, Tommy's story ensuring that I would be leaving.

I was currently laid out on the couch with a newly developed migraine.

"Oh come on, Sadie, it's a good time."

"Whatever you say." 

"Y'know... you used to be fun," he snapped.

"Fuck off."

I adjusted the wet rag that was laid over my eyes and prayed he would stop talking. I was not in the mood to battle with the drunken nitwit.

"I'm gonna go have fun elsewhere, Sourpuss. Later, Sixx," he called, closing the door behind himself.

"Hi, baby," Nikki said softly, kissing the top of my head.

"Hi, honey."

"I misss'd you today," he slurred, sitting on the floor beside me and leaning his head on my arm.

"It sounded like you guys had fun. Why miss me?"

"Because you're my bess fren."

"Booze is your best friend."

"No iss not," he argued, sounding like a soft, tired child. "You are."

"Nikki, if you loved me, you'd stop being such a psychopath."

"I do love you. I di'nt do anythin' wrong."

"Not to me. To yourself."

"Don't stay angry with me, please."

"I won't. Don't be angry with me either." I mumbled, half debating sitting up and telling him that I was leaving.

"Never."

Soon enough, I got off the couch and helped Nikki get into bed, laying beside him after. He reeked like a liquor cabinet, so I kept my back to him.

°°°°°°

Late that night phone rang, barely making Nikki twitch as he slept.

"Sadie?"

"Yeah?" I asked tiredly.

"You've got a 10 o'clock flight to London tomorrow. I'll call a taxi for you."

"Thanks, Doc."

"Of course. Good luck, Sadie. Good night."

"Night."

This was it. At this time tomorrow, I would be in London, peacefully exploring a new place without the nuisance of four rambunctious drunks following me around.

I decided I would repack while Nikki was asleep and leave when he wasn't paying attention. All I needed was an angry Nikki Sixx turning into a bloodhound and finding me in the airport. No thank you.

Edit: 

I added one last update to Get it For Free, so check it out if you haven't! It might give you some clues as to what will happen later on...

Should I create another soundtrack playlist for this story? Let me know in the comments!

-H