axlsrxses

[axlsrxses]

𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐗, nikki six

pairing: nikki sixx (the dirt) x juliet roth (fem!oc)

requested: yes/no

synopsis: in which juliet can’t stand to watch nikki destroy himself and his friendships with the band.

warnings: a lot of angst, break up, mentions of drugs & alcohol, tommy lee, drug addiction, toxic relationship.

word count: 1.19k

𝗦𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟲

today was finally the day that tommy lee was getting married for the second time. despite having only known heather for a year, he was adamant that she was the one for him, even if the others didn’t think so.

and even though the band were known for their outrageous behaviour and unruly addictions to alcohol and other dangerous substances, this should’ve been the perfect day for all of them but it wasnt…not at all.

you see, nikki was going through a hard time and no one knew how to help him, not even his own fiancée. juliet had tried for years to get him sober and help him find stability in the crazy world of fame that surrounded the band but every time she seemed to be making some sort of success, things would explode in her face and the man she loved would fall back down.

“fuck you, nik!” tommy abruptly spat, storming out of the room and slamming the door behind him.

“now you’ve done it.” mick sighed, shaking his head as he looked up at his intoxicated band mate. “sort yourself out dude.”

standing up from her seat, juliet carefully smoothed out her dress before making her way towards the now open door that both mick and tommy had left through. of course part of her wanted to stay here and help nikki deal with whatever he was going through but she had made a promise to be heather’s maid of honour and she wasn’t going to let anything stop that.

“take it you’re siding with tommy again?” nikki scoffed, slurring his words as he opened her another bottle of beer. “how typical of you.”

“actually i’m keeping a promise to my friend.” juliet retorted, crossing her arms as she turned back to the man she didn’t recognise anymore. “unlike how you promised tommy you would be sober for this.”

instead of saying another word, nikki scoffed once more before downing the bitter beverage in his hand. he hated what he had become, he hated how he let his childhood memories get the best of him, and he hated how the drugs affected his relationships with not only his best friends but also the love of his life.

“i say this in the nicest way, nik, but mick’s right.” juliet sighed, running her hands through her long blonde hair. “you need to get some help.”

“you’re all the fucking same.” nikki mumbled almost incoherently, flopping down onto the couch behind him. “just get some fucking help, nikki.”

rolling her eyes at her fiancé’s behaviour, juliet turned back to face him with a disappointed look on her face. their relationship had been a fairytale from the moment they locked eyes across a crowded restaurant but it seemed like this story wouldn’t have a happy ending, especially not with the route nikki was taking.

“why are you still here?” nikki questioned, titling his head to the side as he examined the look across juliet’s face. “you’re making it clear that you don’t need to hear my side.”

“when did i ever say that?” juliet sighed, taking a deep breath to compose herself as she noticed nikki’s hands start to shake, most likely from the lack of drugs now in his system. “something has caused this and no matter how hard any of us try to talk to you about what is happening, you either push up away or scream profanities at us until we leave!”

“i have no idea what you just said.” nikki chuckled, throwing his head back against the sofa.

“of course you don’t.” juliet mumbled, shaking her head sadly and turning back around to face the door.

days where nikki would refrain from using any drugs were normally the worst for juliet. his mood would completely shift from one extreme to another and no matter how hard you would try to speak some sense into him, his brain would completely shut off until he was ready to scream or argue once again.

rehab was something the band and juliet had looked into for months. none of them wanted to watch someone they cared for drug and drink themselves to death but nikki wouldn’t listen. he had his own money and when you were wealthy, people would do anything you said…even if that meant releasing him from rehab too early for his recovery to even begin.

“jules, wait.” nikki spoke loudly, jumping up from the couch and swaying slightly before he managed to compose himself. “you look beautiful.”

“just go home, nik.” juliet spoke softly, squeezing the bridge of her nose as she felt a headache slowly starting to form. “don’t ruin this day for tommy.”

“ruin it? you really think i’d do that to my best fucking friend?!” nikki retorted, his voice raising as he began to grow frustrated with juliet.

juliet didn’t have the effort to fight anymore. she wanted to see nikki get better but she knew he was more likely to die before that would ever happen and she couldn’t bring herself to stick around and wait for that day to happen. she knew what she had to do.

“i can’t do this shit anymore.” juliet mumbled, feeling her eyes brimming with tears that threatened to spill.

“what are you talking about?” nikki questioned, tilting his head as he looked at the shorter girl. “we’re getting married next month.”

“not anymore.” juliet sighed, sliding the ring from her finger and placing it on the bar behind her. “i’m not marrying you just to get a call a few days later from the morgue telling me to come and look at your body.”

not knowing how to react, nikki flipped the glass table beside him, shattering it completely and sending small shards through the air. maybe he should’ve reacted to juliet’s decision a little better but what else could he do? he had completely fucked up and now the one person who had ever truly loved and cared for him was now giving up.

juliet flinched at the sight before her as she let out a quiet gasp. she knew first hand that nikki had a bad temper, especially when he was itching to get some more drugs into his system as a way to relax, but she was expecting him to take her decision a little bit better or even understand where she was coming from.

“so you’re just giving up on us, on me?” nikki asked, his voice breaking slightly as he slurred.

“just get some help.” juliet begged, taking a deep breath as she tried her best to stay composed. “i love you more than you’ll know but i can’t stand see you doing this to yourself.”

letting out a loud scoff, nikki made his way towards the petite girl, his face scrunched angrily as he replayed the words juliet had spoken to him since tommy’s outburst. maybe he knew he was in the wrong, maybe he had no idea what was happening but he knew that whatever was happening between them was something he couldn’t control anymore.

“why don’t you just walk out that fucking door if you can’t stand to see me this way?!” nikki spat, pushing juliet’s head to face towards the door. “go find some other rockstar to fuck like you always do!”

a loud slap echoed through the air as nikki’s head flew to the side. juliet wasn’t entirely sure what had come over her but hearing nikki use something entirely not true against her just made something shift inside her.

“fuck you, sixx!” juliet snapped, storming out of the room and slamming the door behind her.

[axlsrxses]

𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔, axl rose

pairing: axl rose x sofia moreno (fem!oc)

requested: yes/no

synopsis: in which sofia feels self-conscious over her relationship with axl and all of the tabloids.

warnings: fluff, sl*t-shaming, swearing, mentions & references of alcohol.

word count: 1.46k

𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟭𝟵𝟴𝟳

the rain hammered down against the clouded window as sofia lay peacefully on her bed watching her favourite show, the golden girls. the past week at work had taken a toll on her and seeing how the tabloids described her and her relationship just made things a whole lot worse for the girl.

for four long months, axl had been touring the united states, promoting the band’s debut album and opening for bands like; the cult, iron maiden and mötley crüe. and although sofia was proud of her boyfriend and the rest of the band, all she wanted was to lay with her head on his lap as he played with her hair…the one thing that could calm her.

suddenly, an echo of loud cheers sounded from outside of her window, quickly followed by a small tap against the bedroom window. taking a deep breath, sofia reluctantly rose to her feet and made her way towards the window, her mind racing. it wouldn’t be the first time that fans or the paparazzi broke onto their property to get some behind the scenes photos, in fact this would be the fifth time in four months.

“babe, open the door!” axl’s familiar voice seemed to bounce through the still closed window. “we’re getting bloody drenched out here!”

letting out a long sigh of relief, sofia quickly made her way down the stairs, opening the front door to see four slightly wet guys standing in front of her, smiles stretched across each of their faces. before she could react, the four boys clambered through the doorway, wrapping their arms tightly around the much shorter girl and pulling her close against their soaked clothing.

“you guys suck!” sofia squeaked, brushing off the droplets of water from her skin as the guys stepped back. “i just had a shower!”

“and you didn’t invite me?” slash smirked mischievously, slowly wrapping his arms around the petite girl’s waist.

“in your dreams, hudson.” the younger girl smiled innocently, pushing the taller guy back. “only one of you guys is joining me in the shower.”

letting a smirk spread across his face, axl stepped towards the shorter girl, wrapping his arms around her and gently kissing the top of her head. the last four months had been hell without his girl beside him. she kept him grounded during his emotional outbreaks and was always there to look out for him whenever he decided to indulge in a night of endless drinking.

you see, when the band announced they would be touring for sixteen months, sofia was beyond happy for them and even offered to travel around with them…that was until the papers got a hold of some secret photos, showing her and slash jokingly messing around with one another and blew it completely out of proportion, labelling her as ‘the slut of the 80s’.

“get a room.” duff gagged, making sure to emphasise on the disgusting sound.

rolling her eyes at duff’s remark, sofia subtly flipped the much taller off before placing her hands on top of axl’s. she was happy he was home, ecstatic even, but she couldn’t help but think of all the dehumanising words that had been pinned next to her name in the tabloids and all the rumours that circulated around their very private relationship.

“who is ready to get completed fucked?” steven cheered, breaking the silence as he threw his arms into the air and walked into the living room, knowing exactly where to find the best alcohol in the house.

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a few hours had passed since the band had arrived to surprised sofia and no matter how many shots she had, she couldn’t shake the tabloids from her mind. of course she knew that her relationship with axl was as perfect as it could be and that nothing was going on between her and any of the other band mates, besides the occasional flirting, but she was worried about the way it would affect her business.

at the age of seventeen, sofia became the sole owner of her family’s restaurant after both her parents became too sick to carry on working. the ‘arco dorado’, or the ‘golden bow’ when translates to english, was a celebrity hotspot when it came to spanish food.

having left the four guys in the “party room”, sofia stood silently in front of the living room window, looking out at the rain bouncing against the many puddles.

“you’ve been quiet since we came home.” axl spoke suddenly, resting his chin against her shoulder as he looked at her. “what happened?”

“it’s nothing.” sofia shrugged, her eyes fixed on the raindrops running down the window. “go and have fun with the guys, i’ll be fine.”

it was never nothing and axl knew that. as bad as it sounded, he was grateful that sofia wasn’t someone who expressed her sad emotions a lot. it brought back a lot of memories for him that he found hard to cope with but he hated when she closed herself off completely, especially when he knew something was eating away at her slowly.

“don’t do this to me, fi.” axl sighed frustratedly, stepping back from his girlfriend as she turned round to face him. “don’t push me away.”

“i’m not pushing you away. i’m telling you to enjoy yourself.” sofia retorted, crossing her arms as she watched axl’s facial expression tense up.

“is this about those fucking tabloids?!” axl questioned, his voice rising slightly before noticing sofia flinch at the sound of him yelling. “please just talk to me.”

maybe it was the miserable weather outside or the way that she felt about axl finally being home but sofia couldn’t stay strong anymore. four months of pushing her feelings down was long enough, all because she was worried about photographers seeing her cry and spinning another story of lies and deceit.

noticing some tears escaping sofia’s eyes, axl quickly jolted forward, pulling the petite girl into his arms as he felt her body shake against his.

axl hated the tabloids, he hated the paparazzi and most of all, he hated the way both of those things made sofia feel. when the duo had got together in 1985, everything was perfect for them. the band’s music was starting to take off and photographers loved to snap photos of the young couple in love and always made sure to compliment sofia on her looks, but that photo with slash was what changed everything.

“sof, look at me.” axl spoke quietly, using his hand to raise sofia’s head. “fuck the tabloids.”

“i can’t just pretend that i don’t see what people are saying about me, ax.” sofia sighed, more tears silently escaping her eyes. “everyone thinks i’m some slut that is sleeping with slash behind your back.”

“i know, baby.” axl sighed, lifting his hand up and wiping away the tears from her cheek. “but you’re none of the things that they say you are. you’re the kindest and most beautiful girl i have ever met and i wish that you could see yourself like we do.”

his words were true. axl thought sofia was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on. he loved the way her blue eyes glistened like the ocean in the sun and how her light brown hair always seemed to shine a beautiful shade of caramel. he had fallen in love with her the first time he met her and ever since that hectic night, he made it his priority to cherish and love her.

“i’m just scared that one of these days you’ll see something that you don’t like and you’ll believe them.” sofia mumbled, her voice cracking as she began anxiously picking at the skin around her freshly painted nails. “i don’t wanna lose you, ax.”

hearing the pain in her voice was enough to send axl spiralling. since the beginning of the band, he had never had good interactions with the paparazzi, often losing his temper and erupting into fights with them, but to see how they made the girl of his dreams feel about herself and their relationship, axl wasn’t so sure how far he would go to protect her.

“you’re my girl, sofia, and my girl only. not slash’s, not duff’s. your mine.” axl smiled kindly, his hand rested against her flushed cheek. “i will always love you.”

leaning forward, axl placed a gentle and loving kiss against her lips, feeling a small smile forming as he pulled away.

“i really love you.” sofia smiled, wiping away the last tears that had rolled down her cheek. “like a lot.”

“i love you too, mija.” axl chuckled, wrapping his arms around her once more and holding her close to him.