⚠️Warning: This chapter contains scenes depicting violence.⚠️

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*Mallory*

I stared out the window at the fields as I sat next to Vince in the booth.

"MJ... You're doing it again," he mumbled.

I frowned and touched my cheek, seeing tears falling again and sighed.

He handed me a tissue before wrapping an arm around me as I kept looking out.

Its already been almost two weeks since Nikki and I broke up, and I just want to go home. I did try to leave the tour, was already packing my things before Doc tried talking to me and told me to at least last out for the other guys and him. It was a lot of arguing, but I eventually caved. I did say, however, I was going to pack my stuff from my house and Nikki's.

Vince, Tommy and Mick have been comforting me the best they can, and I'm just trying to heal from the heartbreak.

Way to cry over some guy, Mallory. You should be stronger than this.

Vince offered me to stay at his place with Sharise until I can get back on my feet, but I don't want to be a burden on them. Apart from that, Sharise and him just got married.

I still haven't told Tommy the truth, and honestly, I don't think I can.

I don't want him hurting like I am...

"Hey Sixx, I keep..." Tommy said as he and Nikki sat at another booth and I look over curiously to see Tommy took a quick snort of blow. "I keep having this vision, right, where my drum set, it rises up like this...."

I sighed and looked back outside at the cows and horses grazing on the pastures as we passed them, Tommy explaining his performance vision before deciding to draw it out for Nikki to explain it more.

"I should just draw it for you," he said. "Hey Rox, you got a pen? Give me a pen."

Roxy just sighed with an eyeroll and reached for her bag as Tommy continued.

I then felt something in front of me and look to see Mick handing me a bottle of vodka.

"A good burn to the chest can be good," he said.

I sighed and gave him a sad smile. "Thanks, Micks," I said, and took a swig of it, taking three big gulps as I felt the burning sensation go down my throat and hit my chest.

I put the bottle down, coughing softly as Vince patted my back, when suddenly...

"You're mom's a cunt," Roxy suddenly said calmly to Tommy, interrupting him as it went quiet.

"What? Why would you say that?' he asked, a bit upset.

"Because she is," she said. "She's a cunt."

"Quit it," He snapped. "Give me the pen, alright?"

Vince, Mick and I looked at each other questionably. What the hell is her deal?

Tommy went to explain more to Nikki before Roxy continued, her tone annoyed now.

"I don't even know why you told them," she said. "It's not like she has anything to do with us getting married."

Tommy groaned in annoyance. "Baby, it's sweet, alright?" he explained as Nikki sat there awkwardly, looking at Roxy weirdly. "Its tradition."

"Which tradition?!" She snapped as she got up from her seat. "The mandatory meeting of the cunt?!"

That's when Tommy got up from his seat, pointing his finger in her face. "Don't call her that again, you hear me?" he snapped through gritted teeth.

He then went to sit down again when suddenly...

"Here's your pen!" Roxy snapped outloud and next thing I knew, she stabbed the pen into Tommy's shoulder, making him yelp in pain.

"OW!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" He shouted, holding his shoulder and looking her in shock, Nikki looking equally shocked, as well as the rest of us.

"FUCK YOU, AND FUCK YOUR MOTHER!" Roxy snapped as I quickly got up.

"What the fuck is your damage, you psycho?!" I snapped, shoving her away from Tommy.

*SMACK!*

She suddenly swung and slapped me across the face, making me stumble a bit as the guys gasped.

I turned my head back to glare at her.

That's it. Time for my own payback, anyway.

"Trashy bitch!!" I screamed and swung my hand to strike her back hard, basically with my arm, then she grabbed my hair and I knee her stomach as she clawed at my face and I grabbed her by the shirt and threw her sideways into a cabinet, smashing a door off.

"BRING IT ON!!!" she shouted as she stumbled before I punched her and she stumbked but then stedied herself, rushing over and tackling me into one of the chairs, breaking it and making us fall to the ground.

"GRAB THEM!!" someone shouted as then Roxy pulled my hair back and slammed my head to the ground, her on top of me with her knee on my stomach, making me yelp as she then punched me, the guys shouting in the back as they tried to break us up.

I then swung my leg up and kneed her right in her crotch, making her scream out as I grabbed a knocked over bottle from the ground and smashed it over her head, disabling her and I pulled her to the ground, sitting on her as I rained slaps and punches on her face, her landing a few on me as she tried to fight back, even punching me in the breastonce, before arms suddenly pulled me up and off her and Tommy quickly grabbed Roxy.

I screamed as I swung my leg up and kicked her in the face, then tried pulling away to tackle her again as Vince's arms wrapped around my waist, trying to hold me back.

"LET ME GO!! LET ME GO!! YOU FUCKING WHORE, COME HERE!!! I'LL FUCKING END YOU!!! AAAHH!!!! LET GO OF ME!!!!" I screamed, thrashing around in Vince's arms as he practically held me up, Mick even coming and holding my arms down as he was trying to get me to calm down, but I was already almsot seeing red anger.

"That's it, this fucking bitch is out of here, PULL OVER!!" Tommy snarled, shoving Roxy to the front. "Get the fuck off my bus! Get the fuck out!!"

Suddenly, Roxy shoved him back hard, making him fall back a bit, almost on Nikki.

"YOU ARE SUCH A SPOILED LITTLE MAMA'S BOY 'CAUSE YOU WANNA CRAWL BACK INSIDE HER CUNT!!" she shouted.

*SMACK!*

Tommy swung and struck Roxy across the face, making us all freeze as she stumbled a bit, holding to a chair.

"Jesus Christ!" Nikki exclaimed.

We all stared in shock as she looked up at us, blood on her lip, (how I didn't bust her lip open is beyond me). She felt it and looked, seeing it before looking up at Tommy.

"I told you not to say that," Tommy said, horrified, backing up before running to the back of the bus. "Fuck..."

We all stared in shock and silence.

***

"Vinnie, I swear, I'm fine," I assured for the one millionth time.

"No your not, look at your face!" he exclaimed as he examined it.

Apparently Roxy managed to scratch my face, so now I had 3 red lines across my right cheek, along with a cut eyebrow and bloody nose and most likely a black eye, too. She even almost caught my eye by how close the scratches are to it.

From what i heard, though, she wasn't exactly looking too hot either.

"Look, I promise, I'll take care of it," I said. "But let me go check on Tommy. He got stabbed in case you missed it."

We dropped off Roxy at a rest stop and kept going, and Tommy hasn't come out of his bunk since then.

"Don't see the big issue anyway," Mick said as handed me the first aid kit he found. "That little homewrecking slut practically started this, especially when she stabbed Tommy and slapped Mallory, one last slap after the beatdown she got shouldn't be a major concern."

"We just gotta hope and pray the artwork MJ gave Roxy isn't pinned on Tommy, or else all hell breaks loose," Vince said. "Eitherway, bitch had it coming for not keeping her legs or mouth shut."

I sighed and got up. "I'm gonna check on Tommy. He got stabbed and I rather he not walk around with an infected stab wound.

I got up, Vince and Mick looking at me worriedly.

"Really, I'm fine," I assured, patting Vince's shoulder. "Get some rest, okay? Mick, you too."

They both sighed in defeat and nodded as I headed to the bunk room, going to Tommy's bunk and knocking on the edge.

"T-Bone... It's me..." I said.

He slowly pulled the curtain aside, his eyes red and watery.

"My god, MJ," He mumbled in shock.

"Relax, Tommy, I'll be fine," I said, then sighed as he sniffled quietly.

"A-Am I a terrible person?" he asked.

"That bitch called your mom a cunt and then stabbed you with a pen, dude," I said. "She had that coming."

"But... But I still hit a girl, MJ," He said.

I sighed, knowing he was right. "Yeah, you did.... Look, let's not talk about that right now, okay? Come out so I can patch up your injury."

He sighed and nodded, climbing out of the bunk and pulling his shirt off.

I had him sit down, back facing me as I got everything ready, and saw the small bloody hole where the pen was.

"By the way... Are you feeling any better?" he asked.

I sighed as I got some wipes. "Hanging in there..." I said, examining the wound for him.

"You can always come talk to me if you need someone, you know," he said.

I smiled and nodded. "You're lucky... The pen didn't knick any major arteries," I said, cleaning it with a white cloth.

"That would be bad, right?" he asked.

"Let's just say this band would be needing a new drummer," I said.

He cringed at the thought. "MJ, how do you know all about this doctor stuff?"

I sighed as I cleaned his wound, then grabbing another cloth and the antiseptic. "Back in Tucson, I was in school for nursing..."

"Get out," he said, surprised, then hissing in pain a bit when I put the medicine.

"Sorry, sorry, and.... Yeah... Was about to graduate early, too.... But my parents happened..." I sighed. "Always did. Was one point from passing a final exam, and they cut me off completely... Said I was some useless failure that can't do anything right....."

He frowned and looked back at me.

"I had to drop out, but then I left because I couldn't handle living there with that kind of daily pain," I said.

"I'm sorry, MJ," he said, frowning.

I sighed, but gave him a smile. "Don't be... I got a family here now," I said. "A crazy one... But I wouldn't change it for anything in the world."

He smiled back at me. "I'm glad you think that way, MJ," he said.

I smiled as I finished taking care of his wound, putting a large square bandaid over it.

"There," I said. "You'll live."

"Thank you, Nurse," he joked, laying back on the couch as I packed everything back into the first aid kit.

I smiled. "Feeling better?"

"A bit... I'm going to sleep for a while," He said. "You should get that checked out by the way.

"I should, or Vince is gonna have a heart attack," I chuckled.

He laughed and nodded as I patted his thigh, getting up and exiting the back room, seeing Nikki stood there.

"What?" I asked.

"Your turn now," he said, holding his hand out for the first aid kit.

I frowned.

"I can do it myself, thank you very much," I said coldly.

"Just let me do it, Mal," he sighed.

I sighed. I'm not in the mood to argue anyway.

I toss him the first aid kit and walked passed him to the front, sitting down as he walked over and knelt in front of me.

I watched as he handled everything carefully, even being gentle when applying the cream on my face and stuff.

"So are you ready to talk to me?" he asked.

I looked away. "There's nothing that needs to be said..."

He sighed, and kept tending my wound, cleaning my cuts and being gentle with my bruises.

"Looks like it won't scar, which is a good thing," he said blankly, refering to the scratch marks.

"Where did you even learn to do this stuff?" I asked after some silence.

He was quiet before he sighed. "Let's just say you learn a thing or two when your mom's boyfriends think its okay to discipline you their own way."

I frowned as he then finished.

"There," he said.

I hesitated to speak, but still did.

"Thank you," I said.

He gave a small half-smile and nodded. "If its any consolation, by the way, you gave her a hell of a throwdown, and I don't think the tooth she was missing was Tommy's fault."

I raised an eyebrow as he walked off, but then I spoke up.

"Why?" I asked, making him stop. "Why did you do it?"

He was quiet.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, getting up. "Was... Was I not enough for you?"

He quickly spun around. "Wait, no," he said, walking up. "You were more than enough, Mal... More than everything."

"Then why!?" I snapped. "Why did you cheat on me!?"

He was speechless as he tried to come up with something, then sighed. "I... I don't know..."

I sighed in frustration. "You know, I haven't even told Tommy the truth... Not that it would matter anymore now, but I don't want to hurt him, especially now that he's more hurt than he already is..."

He looked down in shame as I walked over.

"Once we're in Los Angeles, I'm leaving..... Its over, Nikki..." I said, walking past him.

"Mal, please," he begged as he held my arm, making me turn around. "I'm sorry..."

"Even if I forgave you, Nikki... How could I ever be able to trust you again?" I asked, feeling tears fall, then spoke in a low voice.

His face showed hurt as I sighed, shaking his hand away and walked away from him, getting into my bunk, and trying to sleep the pain I was in off.

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I was bored and cracking jokes with my best friend once when we were bored and I did this:

Lmao I literally have nothing better to do with my life. 😂😂😂

🎧Currently in Sapph's playlist:

Secondhand Serenade
"Fall For You"

♡~ sapphire.