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Blood- Part 5Vince had the white door to his mansion open even before Mick stopped the car.Blood- Part 5 by somethingforthepain9
He barged down the grey stone steps and over the perfectly manicured lawn until he came to a halt in front of Mick. "Alright, Mars. Tell me what the hell is going on or god help me you will never be able to pick up a fucking guitar again."
Mick wasn't at all surprised by his singer's behavior. He reeked of whiskey. Vince+Alcohol+stress=A recipe for disaster.
"I have Nikki."
The blonde began to laugh hysterically. "Fucker. If you had Sixx wouldn't he be in your car?"
Mick silently reached down and popped the lid. Vince cautiously approached the trunk and instantly sobered up. Nikki was laying down on his back,flipping Vince the bird.
"N-Nikki. Holy shit. How did you get out?
The bassist only shook his head. "I'll explain later. Go grab some of your blonde hair dye. Call Tommy while youre at it. Mick, I'm gonna get out and go directly to the door. You pretend to look for something and c
I'm a sick motherfucker,
I'm a sweet sucka mutha,
'Ain't no one tougher,
I'm a wreck, I'm a sleaze,
I'm a rock n' roll disease."
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