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Conflicted : Pt 10🎀

Maddy P.O.V

I didn’t recognize the man in front of me at first but as I adjusted my vision a curly haired man came into view.

“You slept with Axl.” he giggled like a school girl who had just heard her best friends biggest secret.

“Yeah I know.” I sighed afraid of what Izzy was gonna do to Axl.

“Slash I’m scared for Axl. I think Izzy is going to kill him.”

“Nah don’t worry about it. They’ll be fine.” he mumbled struggling to stand upright and tipping backwards onto the hard marble floor.

Great. He’s drunk.

“Urghhh.” I groaned slapping my hand against my forehead at the thought of having to break up Izzy and Axl’s fight.

It wasn’t Axl’s fault at all. It was mine for making such a careless mistake and Axl shouldn’t be punished for it.

I made my way up the stairs slowly, cringing at every step expecting the two of them to come flying out and throwing punches.

But instead I heard them yelling at each other to no end.

“Bro relax. It’s not like she didn’t want it!” I heard Axl argue.

I rounded the corner of the hallway and found the open door to Axl’s room and made my way inside, silencing both of them.

“Maddy tell him you wanted it as much as I did.” Axl said rolling his eyes at Izzy.

“Is this true?” Izzy asked looking over at me with those beautiful eyes of his.

What did I get myself into!

“Y-yes Izzy I did.”

“How could you?”

“How could I? You told me you didn’t love me multiple times and made it clear you didn’t feel anything towards me!” I shouted.

“I didn’t mean to sleep with Axl but it just happened.”

“You slept with him of all people.” Izzy huffed putting his hands on his hips.

“Well I hope you both have a nice life and become boyfriend or girlfriend whatever.” he spat exiting the room leaving both of us without a goodbye.

I followed after him, attempting to stop him but Izzy was too quick and while I tried to grab out to him I ended up tripping over myself and fell.

“Ow.” I muttered holding my foot while on the ground.

Izzy quickly turned around upon hearing my fall and I saw his face soften seeing me hurt but then he rolled his eyes at me.

“Y’know I didn’t really take you for a groupie. But since you slept with Axl, who knows, you’ll probably sleep with him next.” he said pointing to Slash.

“I said I’m sorry! I didn’t even want to sleep with him but I was upset after we had that fight. I even thought of you while he was fucking me.” I told Izzy hoping he’d understand and come around.

But he didn’t.

“You still did it Maddy. It doesn’t matter if you thought about me or not. I thought you were special but you just turned out to be one of those girls who got close to me just for Axl.”

“I am not!” I shouted, having heard enough and pushing past him to get a taxi and go home.

“Maddy you can’t call a taxi at a private property. I’m going to drop you or else Duff will be worried sick.”

“Don’t do me any favors. I don’t want to be in any car with you.” I spat crossing my arms.

“I don’t have a choice. And I’m only doing it for Duff.” he said opening the car and hopping in the front seat.

“Come on. I don’t have all day.”

“Wait what about Slash!” I asked while buckling myself into the passenger seat, wondering if he had woken up by now or not.

“Forget about him.” he aggressively replied slamming on the accelerator and speeding down the road.

“Izzy slow down.”

“Y’know I thought I loved you Maddy. I really did but you just turned out to be like all the other girls.”

“I’m not like other girls and you know that too.” I insisted getting upset over his continuous insults.

“I’m gonna call Angela tonight and sleep with her. How would you feel about that.” he said pushing it in my face.

“I wouldn’t mind.” I mumbled, obviously lying straight through my teeth.

“Okay fine. Then I will!” he yelled pulling into the parking garage for Duff’s apartment.

I saw Duff standing at the elevator waiting for us with his arms crossed against his chest.

He was pissed.

“Wait Izzy. Duff can’t see me like this. Can I borrow your jacket please.” I begged grabbing at his arm.

“Whatever. I’m just doing this so he doesn’t think it was me who you slept with because that would be worse.” he spat shoving his jacket off himself and throwing it towards me.

I quickly put his jacket on and headed towards Duff trying to put a normal face on.

“Duff I’m okay.” I said attempting to calm him down.

“Maddy do you have any idea what went through my head when I woke up and saw you weren’t in your room!” he yelled making me cringe.

“It’s okay man. I found her at Axl-

“Axl’s?!?!?”

“What the hell were you doing over there?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowed with anger.

“I-I was just staying the night there because I was angry at you. I promise I didn’t do anything else.” I shrugged.

He seemed to believe me but I wasn’t entirely sure if he was acting to make this whole thing go by faster or if he was just relieved to see me.

“I just worry about you, y’know. You’re my responsibility and if anything were to happen to you I wouldn’t forgive myself and mom would kill me.” he sighed pushing me into his chest.

I wrapped my arms around my brother and leaned in his hug, feeling very safe all of a sudden and like nothing was gonna hurt me anymore.

A few tears fell down my cheeks but I quickly wiped them away not wanting Duff to see.

“By the way why are you wearing Izzy’s jacket?” Duff asked looking at the both of us.

“She was-

“Cold!” I interrupted pretending to shiver to sell it.

“Yeah okay whatever.”

We walked back to the apartment and I immediately ran to my room jumping on my bed.

I was so happy to be back here and on good terms with my brother.

I guess he forgot about the whole Izzy thing.

“Maddy! We still need to talk y’know about the whole Izzy thing.” he shouted against my closed door.

I rolled my eyes and threw Izzy’s jacket off of me as well as my other clothes escaping to the shower.

“Can’t right now, about to shower Duff. Maybe later.” I yelled shutting my bathroom door.

I wish I could hide in here forever.

Duff P.O.V

“Okay spill it. I know you know what she was doing at Axl’s house.” Duff asked crossing his arms against his chest.

“She was telling the truth man.”

No she wasn’t.

“So are you two like a thing now or what?”’he asked changing the topic.

“I don’t know. I guess.” I shrugged flopping down on the couch, letting out a long sigh.

“What do you mean. Either you do or don’t. There’s no in between with my sis Izzy.”

“Yeah I know.” I replied rolling my eyes at his persistence.

“I really care about Maddy okay. I want to be with her if she wants the same.”

“Okay well then if you’re going to date my little sis you have to treat her with the respect those other girls you mess with deserve.”

“You’re not gonna treat Maddy like some hooker because she’s not. I know the type of girl she is and I’m telling you right now she’s too good for you.” he added mildly annoyed that this was even a conversation he had to have.

“Duff I promise I’ll take care of Maddy very good. She’s not just any girl. I know that too.” I told him, letting him know that I knew Maddy was special and she wasn’t about to get treated like some cheap whore.

“As for other stuff just lay off because she’s sort of a late bloomer if you know what I mean.” he cringed clearing his throat.

Oh I know.

“Yeah yeah okay.” I agreed knowing damn well I was going to do whatever I pleased with Maddy now that I found out she had sex with Axl.

If she wanted to have sex with him then she was going to learn the hard way that she shouldn’t have done it.

As much as I still wanted to get her alone to fuck the shit out of her, she’d have to wait awhile before I even touched her again. Because I couldn’t get the image of Axl and her out of my head just yet.

“Izzy!” Duff shouted catching my attention.

“What.”

“Promise you won’t break her heart . She’s very fragile when it comes to love and that type of shit.”

“I promise.” I told him, very unsure myself if I was going to keep my word.

i’m so excited to go out in cute outfits this summer

Conflicted: Chapter 18🎀

Maddy P.O.V:

“I don’t think I can. I’ll be leaving for Seattle soon.”

“Wait what? You didn’t tell me.” he wondered, holding the phone tight to his ear.

“Yeah. I kind of decided last minute.”

“But why?”

“Because of Izzy but mainly the fact that I miss home.”

“Are you sure I didn’t have something to do with it. I can’t help but feel like I did.”

“I’m just overwhelmed between this whole situation with you and Izzy.” I sighed, leaning my back against the wall.

“I didn’t mean to upset you but I felt like you should know about my feelings too.” he insisted.

“Axl, what about Izzy?”

“What about him? Isn’t he the same guy who cheated on you.” he snickered, rolling his eyes at the mention of the guy whom he felt used to be his best friend at one point.

“I’m not going to hurt him for you.”

“You already did.” he mentioned, thinking about the time we had slept together.

“I’m never doing that again.” I spat, slamming the phone down.

I sighed running my hands through my hair and went back to my room to find some clothes to wear.

It felt as if my suitcase grew a pair of eyes and burned its gaze right through me, upon entering my closet.

The bag was already open and a few clothes had been placed inside just incase, on an impulse decision I decided that I wanted to start packing.

My closet was a mess ever since I got here since I never had time to clean it because I was also busy with the guys and Duff.

I grabbed the jacket Izzy had left behind, the day he slept over and smelled his cologne, as I folded it up to put in a bag for him.

I still missed him despite the fact that we had a huge argument.

I did not feel the same way after speaking with Axl. It never gave me the butterflies in my tummy that Izzy would give me when he looked at me with those eyes of his.

… … …

“MADDY GET UP. WE’RE GONNA BE LATE.” I heard Duff scream, as I bolted upright in my bed, wondering what the hell was going on.

“You didn’t remember?!?”

“Remember what?” I croaked, rubbing my eyes from the light pouring in from the kitchen, as he held my bedroom door wide open.

“There’s a party at Slash’s. Everyone is invited. So hurry up and change.” he insisted, leaving my door open to grab some last minute items to stuff in his jean pocket.

Like condoms, cigarettes and the keys to his mustang.

I groaned getting up groggily and rushed to the bathroom to quickly freshen up, putting on a natural look with pink lipgloss before heading to my closet to pick out a dress.

Usually in Seattle I would just wear a sundress and call it a day but over here that wouldn’t go right.

Everyone here dressed like they were in Hollywood and so I settled on a slim fitting, silky baby pink dress with spaghetti straps.

And paired it with a silver necklace and matching diamond earrings that Duff had bought for me and my mom.

I grabbed Izzy’s jacket and wore it over my dress and grabbed the white strappy heels to complete my outfit.

“I’m not even gonna argue because you actually look pretty in that.” Duff said giving me a kiss on the forehead, and pushing me out the door.

“Is everyone going to be there.” I asked, indirectly wondering if Izzy was showing up, since he didn’t really enjoy parties as much as I thought.

“Yes Maddy. Izzy will be there too.” he grinned, raising his eyebrows at me.

I rolled my eyes laughing as we hopped into his car and headed to Slash’s new home in Laurel Canyon.

Izzy P.O.V

I sat smoking my cigarette endlessly, with a bottle of Jack as I put a hand through my hair wondering when the fuck this party was going to be over.

The only reason I came here was to congratulate Slash on his new house and the first thing I was met with was a bitchy Axl.

He was giving me strange remarks and looking at me weird even though he was fine a couple of days again.

I didn’t have any energy to entertain his behavior so I placed myself in a quiet area away from all the loud noise, girls and hard drugs.

Even the girls here were getting on my nerves.

They were so sleazy that it was a turn off but I guess that’s how Slash liked his women.

Everyone started cheering as I saw someone’s figure walk-in and bright blonde hair belonging to none other than Duff.

“Finally someone normal.” I huffed looking over where Steven was passed out with a bottle of tequila in his hand.

“Duff. Over here!” I shouted, ushering him over to me with my hand.

“Hey man. Sorry I took so long, Maddy was taking forever to get ready.” he complained rolling his eyes as he grabbed the Jack to take a big swig.

“She came?”

“Yeah. She’s right there.” he pointed, to a shy Maddy who was quietly standing by the counter where they were serving drinks, looking around to find someone familiar.

She looked so beautiful.

She had on this little pink, tight fitting dress, which was covered by my jacket and her pouty lips were covered in sparkly lipgloss, making me want to go over there and kiss her until it smeared all over her face.

“I can see you getting hard over my sister.” he repulsed, looking over to where I was staring at Maddy.

I laughed.

“Just go talk to her please. You guys are dying to make out with each other I can tell.” he remarked grabbing some shots from a passing tray and heading over to the herd of models that were perched on Slash’s lap.

“Hey Maddy.”

“Hi.” she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You look really pretty…I see you wore my jacket.” I smirked, placing my hand on her waist to pull her into me.

Her lips pursed and sparkling eyes glowed as she turned to face me, making me speechless as I stared at her beautiful face.

“You wanna go up to Slash’s room?” I asked, caressing her cheek with my hand.

"O-Okay," she said, allowing me to take her hand in mine as I led us both up the stairs, the noisy talk of everyone in the party becoming quieter and quieter until we found ourselves alone in Slash's room.

I removed my jacket from her, locking the door behind us and pressed her against it as I assaulted her neck with wet kisses, groping all parts of her body, enjoying how she reacted to each touch.

“M’sorry that I was mean to you even after you apologized.” She whispered to me, her eyes huge and brows raised, as she pouted her lips.

"I promise to never hurt you again." I whispered, kissing her all over her face and chubby cheeks as she giggled.

“You look so sexy in this dress but I would love to see how you look without it.”

“I want that too.” she coyly smirked.

I took her and laid her on the bed, sliding her dress straps down to display her breasts, alternating between sucking them sloppily and tenderly massaging them with my thumb flicking up and down her nipples.

“I love it when you kiss my breasts.” she whimpered running her hand through my hair, softly tugging at the ends.

I moved down her body, dragging the rest of her dress along and dumping it on the ground, grabbing one of her legs to perch on my shoulder as I spit on her pussy, pressing it in to make her wetter, inserting my finger in and instantly feeling her clench around it.

“Mmphh.” she moaned pushing herself forward to sink my finger in her pretty pink pussy to the hilt.

“Your so dirty y’know that. Letting your brother’s best friend touch you like this.” I grunted grinding into the bed, feeling turned on by her little whimpers and moans.

“I like being your dirty girl Izzy.” she moaned grabbing her breasts with her hands to push them together for me.

“Fuck.” I groaned taking off my shirt and pants throwing them somewhere across the room and getting completely naked along with her.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard and you’re gonna sit there like a good girl and take it. M’kay?” I cooed, gripping the back of her hair and tilting her head back, asking her to open up so I could spit in her mouth.

She stared up at me through her lashes, extending her tongue out as I dropped a glob of spit directly onto her tongue, watching her swirl it in her mouth before swallowing it and sticking her tongue back out to show me.

"Holy Fuck. You're so fucking sexy, baby. Where did you learn that from?" I asked, slapping my dick on her pussy a few times, hearing the slick sound of her juices coating my dick.

“Some girls in school.” she whispered looking at me with those innocent eyes.

"No one else can see you like this. You’re all fucking mine." I spat, gripping her waist and forcing her down onto my hardened cock.

“Y-Yes yes. M’ all yours daddy.” she whined, as her body bounced each time I slammed her up and down my cock.

I groaned hearing her call me daddy and fucked her harder, as my grip on her waist tightened definitely bound to leave marks, hearing the sound of skin slapping each time I bottomed out into her.

“I-Iz-zy c-cum in me p-please.” She pleaded with me, making grabby hands, to kiss my lips as I felt her orgasm approaching.

“F-fuuckk. Oh fuck look at that fucking pussy milking my cock.” I grunted watching her pussy suck every last drop of my cum into her.

I stroked her stomach thinking about what it would be like to have a mini Izzy but quickly forgot after I came down from my orgasm and rolled over catching my breath as I lied next to her with her flushed out face and fluttery eyes.

“I love you so much Izzy. Please never hurt me.” she mumbled as she fell asleep.

I promise I won’t.

Conflicted: Pt. 8🎀

i have 2 chapters for yall today i’m posting the other one later tonight ;)

Maddy P.O.V

I don’t really remember what happened after my breakdown at the beach because I had fallen asleep on the way back to the apartment.

And when I woke up I was tucked into my bed with the lights closed.

I looked around for my alarm clock to check the time and it read 11:00 pm.

I was out for that long?

I peeked around and saw some light coming from underneath my door meaning someone was awake in the kitchen.

Although I didn’t hear any noises I figured whoever it was, was probably just watching MTV.

Duff usually stayed up till 2 in the morning before calling it a night so it could most definitely be him or…..Izzy.

I stood up and ripped my door open, expecting to see my brother seated on the couch, which he was, along with Izzy.

They were both watching tv silently, as if they had had an argument , and neither was acknowledging the other.

“Finally. You're awake," Duff said, not in the least bit excited to see me.

Strange.

“Come and sit here, Maddy," he urged, patting the empty space next to him on the couch that was far away from Izzy.

"W-What's wrong?" I questioned, stealing a look at Izzy, who refused to move his gaze away from the television screen.

I could tell by his face something was wrong. That face he always made when he was angry was very visible right now.

“I’m only gonna ask you this once and you better fucking tell me the damn truth Maddy Elizabeth Mckagan.”

“Are you and Izzy fucking?”

“What! Why would you say something like that.” I squealed jumping up from my seat catching Izzy’s attention.

“We’re definitely not fucking Duff.” Izzy barked lighting up a cigarette.

“Then what’s going on! I’m not an idiot like you both may think. I can hear whispers and even the tiniest of noises from my bedroom.”

“At first I thought you would be sneaking Angela in every night when everyone would be sleeping. But then I woke up to pee one night and I peeked outside to see the action and I see Maddy on top of you!” he snapped pushing Izzy.

“I’m not sleeping with Maddy, if you want the honest truth but I did fool around with her.”

“How far did you do with her?”

“Duff please let it go-

“You have no right to be talking right now Maddy. Now let him finish.” Duff threatened making me sit back down and accept what was to come.

“We just messed around like y’know rubbing on each other and shit.” Izzy stated attempting to hide the smirk that was threatening to appear.

Duff was very quiet for a bit and placed his hands on his hips like he was thinking about what to do next.

I could see how angry he was by the way his chest was moving up and down in big breaths.

“I want you out of my fucking apartment. Fucking now!” my brother yelled grabbing Izzy by the shirt and shoving him into the door.

“Duff stop please. I-I love him.”

“You what?” he asked very quietly.

“I love Izzy.” I mumbled staring at him with glossy eyes.

“I can’t believe this right now. My sister and one of my best friends going behind my back like this.”

“I can’t even stand to look at you.” he glared with disgust.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to happen I swear.” I cried grabbing onto my brothers arm.

He shoved me off his arm and stomped off into his room slamming the door so loud that a few of the kitchen decor fell and broke.

“Fuck this.” was all Izzy said before leaving out the door and leaving me standing there a mess all by myself.

“Izzy wait!” I yelled chasing after him outside the apartment.

“Izzy please just wait.”

“Maddy just leave me alone.” he huffed slightly annoyed by me stopping him.

“No I won’t. I won’t leave you alone until you tell me why your being so mean to me. All I said was I love you.”

“You don’t love me. You’re only 16. I know what it’s like to feel that way towards someone and I don’t feel it about you.”

“I’m sorry.” he said before turning around and leaving.

“I’m sorry.” rang throughout my head and it just felt like my heart got stabbed a thousand times over and over again.

Izzy P.O.V

Fuck I felt like the biggest asshole on earth after saying that lie to Maddy.

The truth was that I had never felt this way about any girl before and it scared me to even think about it.

But I did love Maddy. She just couldn’t know. I would rather have her hate me than know I love her too.

Because once she finds out she’ll want to be in a relationship and expect things out of me like a normal boyfriend and I can’t do that for her.

My whole life I’ve never had an actual faithful relationship and I wasn’t so sure if I was ready to give all of that up.

Maddy was the perfect girl anyone could ever ask for but out of Duff’s sake I was going to stay away from her.

As much as I loved Maddy I felt the same way about Duff.

He was like a brother to me and I couldn’t continue on this way with his little sister if he felt so harshly about it.

And I was worried about him kicking me out of the band even though he didn’t have that much power, lately Axl had been a major asshole towards me so it wouldn’t be a shock if I found out I was kicked out just because of this.

The best option for now was to stay away from Maddy at all costs.

Conflicted : Pt. 13🎀

Maddy P.O.V

I spent the day alone at the apartment.

Duff said I was allowed to go and enjoy L.A. by myself if I wished but I declined. I wasn’t in the mood to go out. All I wanted to do was rot in bed and keep the sunlight out.

Izzy didn’t know about Axl and I’s encounter at the movie theater and I intended to keep it that way. I most definitely didn’t need Izzy riled up anymore than he already was when he left here last night.

He was mad at me because Axl kissed me but I don’t think he knew how much I cared about him. I would never let Axl do that but he did it out of nowhere.

But I felt as if Izzy was overreacting a bit about the whole thing.

Ever since I slept with Axl, I’ve noticed both of them are a little more stand-off ish than usual.

But today wasn’t the day to worry about that. I stayed home so I could relax and have sometime to think about what I wanted to do.

Should I just come clean about the Axl encounter with Izzy or hide it forever? Or should I tell Axl to back off and that I don’t like him even though I do?

I felt like such a bad person for feeling like this towards Axl but I knew that my feelings for him were just like a mere crush compared to Izzy.

Izzy was the one who had my heart and so, maybe it was better off leaving everything the way it was.

.

.

.

“Maddy! We’re home.” my older brother yelled, letting the door slam behind him.

“That was loud.” I mumbled, staring at my brother and Izzy who were sitting on the couch now, facing towards me.

Izzy was staring right at me with an uneasy attitude while Duff was too wasted to notice anything unusual was going on between the both of us.

“Come sit.” my brother slurred, scooting over so that there was an empty spot in between him and Izzy.

I hesitated before slowly trudging to the empty spot hoping my brother would all of a sudden change his mind or drunkenly fall asleep,landing right on the empty spot.

But unfortunately none of that happened and I was now lodged between the two with little to no room to scoot over and stretch my legs out.

“My two best friends. I hope one day you’ll be my brother in law Iz! As much as you get on my nerves, I can tolerate you the most, out of all the guys.” Duff sputtered on the brink of passing out due to the heavy alcohol consumption he had done earlier.

“Okay man. I think you should take a nap or something.” Izzy scoffed acting as if Duff had just told him the worst possible thing ever.

“What’s wrong with what he said?” I asked, shifting in between the two of them to face Iz with my nose scrunched.

“I sure as hell wouldn’t want to be Duff’s brother in law.” he spat slumping back into the couch.

“I-f you need m-me I’ll be in my room.” my brother hiccuped while stumbling into his room.

“If you’re mad at me about Axl then you need to quit it already.” I huffed stomping my feet on the ground, annoyed at Izzy’s constant bullying.

“I’m not mad.” he shrugged, pulling out his guitar from the case.

I abruptly grabbed the guitar and placed it on the other side of the couch where Duff was sitting before he left and crawled into his lap, facing him.

“Please talk to me. M’ sorry.” I whispered, stroking his hair away from his face so I could see his eyes clearly.

“I’m not mad at you Maddy. It’s just, I see the way he looks at you and I can tell he likes you.”

“Well, you have nothing to worry about, because I’m in love with you.” I said, giving him a reassuring peck on the lips.

“I love you a lot.”

“I love you too.” he replied leaning forward to french kiss me.

“Show me.” I breathed out,feeling him grind up against my thin layer of shorts.

He tossed me down on the couch and climbed on top of me, pushing my hair away from my neck to leave glistening wet kisses all the way down to my breasts.

“Have you ever been eaten out?” he asked, looking up from my breasts on which he was sucking on with his swollen lips.

“N-no.” I whispered suddenly feeling small underneath him knowing he had years of experience, ever since he had joined Guns N’ Roses, women would just flock to the guys naturally.

Offering whatever they had which usually included blowjobs, tits and pussy.

He tugged on my shorts, pulling them off and throwing them somewhere across the room and placing a kiss to my panties which didn’t have a bow on them this time but instead a nice lace trim across the top.

I stared at the ceiling the whole time he was taking my panties off, feeling really nervous because I had never done this before and I didn’t know how exactly it was going to feel.

“Baby it’s okay. I’ll take care of you.” Izzy cooed gently grabbing my hand to give it a quick kiss.

I sat up on my elbows to see his mouth attacking me with kisses, that were so slow that I could feel the suction of my pussy every-time he let go of the kiss.

It felt foreign at first, since it was my first time having someone basically make out with my pussy but as he started to fuck my hole with his tongue, the sensation turned into ecstasy.

“Izzy!” I whimpered feeling his nose bump into my clit, making me gush out my gooey wetness even more, spilling onto my thighs.

“Fuck- get up.” Iz demanded sitting me upright.

“O-Okay.” I mumbled, drunk on whatever he had just done to my lower region.

He lied on the couch with his back down, asking me to sit on his face.

“I’ve never done that.” I muttered, feeling too shy to muster any confidence to do what he said.

“Come on baby. I’ll make you feel so good.” he encouraged, tugging on my hand to pull myself towards him.

I still didn’t feel confident enough but the ache between my thighs was slowly dying, after feeling the cold breeze of the apartment slowly diminish the arousal surrounding my bare pussy.

So I slowly swung my leg around Izzy’s face when all of a sudden he pushed me down onto his face and brought his arms around my inner thighs, locking me in place as he got to work.

“Taste so good.” he mumbled, sucking and licking all over my pussy.

I grinded back onto his face loving the feeling of hearing the lewd noises of his slurping and the kisses being placed all over my inner lips.

“Uh.” I moaned, taking off my top, leaving me completely naked for his pleasure.

He grabbed onto my breasts kneading them roughly, making me grab onto his hair to push his nose harder against my clit, feeling my orgasm coming closer.

“You like it when I eat your pussy huh.” Izzy groaned slapping my ass, making me buck my hips.

“Uh-huh.” I blubbered unable to speak properly as I felt his tongue trace my pussy up and down, side to side and in circles.

“So fucking sexy making all those noises for me.” he grunted palming himself through his jeans.

I whimpered uncontrollably as he suctioned his mouth over my clit, letting his finger slip into my dripping wet hole, in and out causing me to break down into tears over the pleasure.

“Iz- I’m cumming-“ I whined, feeling everything go black and arching my back as my legs shook uncontrollably with my orgasm pouring down on me.

I whimpered Izzy’s name over and over again riding out my high until it was too much and his touch hurt making my pussy overly sensitive.

I rolled off of him completely naked and exhausted as I lied down on the other side of the couch with my legs stretched out on Iz.

My eyes fluttered as I caught my breath from my intense orgasm reaching out for Izzy with shaky hands.

He climbed on top of me again but this time to give me a kiss on the cheek and cuddle with me.

“That was so hot baby.” he smirked kissing down my neck.

“I can help you if you want.” I told him, running my hands through his hair.

“It’s okay baby. You can do it another night. Let’s go to sleep for now.” he said cuddling into my naked body like I was his favorite stuffed animal.

“Izzy I have to put some clothes on.” I giggled pushing him away to grab my clothes from the floor.

“Alright.” he groaned, slightly smirking at what he had just done to me earlier as he tossed the blanket over both of us.

I felt happy with him.

I just hoped he wouldn’t want to break up with me when I left for Seattle after summer was over.

Eddie Malluk 📸

Conflicted: Ch.29 🎀

Maddy P.O.V:

He came down looking smug as ever. Not a care in the world judging by the way his clothes were half on.

“When did this happen?” he asked gesturing with his finger to Axl and I.

“Doesn’t matter. Deal with it.” Axl huffed, ushering past me to help move my suitcases out of the way of the front entrance of the home.

“Izzy babe-yy come back.” a voice whined from behind the tall bassist.

It was that Pamela girl from that day at the show in Seattle.

“Oh wow. What a surprise to see you here!” she sarcastically grinned tugging on Izzy’s arm as she used his shoulder to balance her chin on for support.

Izzy was too dazed to notice Pamela was leaning all over him as he thought about all those restless nights he spent trying to get over Maddy.

“Yeah….well it’s nice to see someone has moved on…I guess.” I whispered at the end, trembling on my own words.

“Wait baby-I mean Maddy.” he called out rushing down the steps to grab her familiar hands in his.

“Please don’t.” I croaked fighting back tears remembering the hurt he caused me when I waited all those nights to hear a phone call but never did.

“Look, I know what it looks like but she means nothing to me. I promise she’s just an easy lay when I’m fucked up and can’t think straight.” he rambled attempting to ease my concern while he rubbed my arms vigorously with the pads of his fingers.

“I don’t know what’s worse. Waiting all those nights for you to finally call me and tell me you missed me as much as I missed you….or coming here to find you with her of all people.”

“I couldn’t okay?!? I couldn’t stand to call you after letting you leave that night. I felt like a fucking coward.” he sighed releasing himself from me to run his hands through his hair.

“I waited day and night. And you couldn’t even give me a simple apology?” I shouted letting my tears stream down freely.

“I’m sorry Maddy. I fucked up I know, but you should know that I fucking love you so much baby.” he pleaded wrapping an arm around my waist to pull me in for a forced kiss.

“Urgh. Get off me. You’re drunk.” I grimaced wiping my mouth as I stormed off, shaking with anger.

“Get your shit together.” Slash said making Izzy feel like a complete fuck up.

“Oh and you should leave sweetheart. I would borrow you if the time was right but not today.” Slash added leaving Pamela outraged as she grabbed her heels and fled downstairs and out the door fuming.

“What’s her deal?” Steven asked walking in confused with a hand in his hair and drumsticks in the other.

……

“Hey, so Duff found out you’re staying with me for awhile and decided not to come.” Axl said as he rounded the table to come sit next to me.

“This day is officially the worst day ever.” I groaned running my hands through my hair, to help diminish the oncoming migraine.

“Don’t let em get to you. They’re just acting out but in a few days they’ll both come around.”

“No. Duff is acting out. Izzy is just guilty because he got caught fucking Miss Pammy, his favorite slut.” I spat thinking about earlier today and seeing her cover herself with nothing but a small towel.

“I came to get you here so we could talk about us. Not Izzy, yet you can’t seem to stop talking about him.” Axl complained shaking his leg up and down.

“I’m sorry okay?!?!…

“I stayed up all those nights waiting for him to call and he never did. Imagine loving somebody and being split apart from them against your own will and come to find out they didn’t even try to reach out to you.” I cried clearly still upset about the whole ordeal.

Axl didn’t say a word and instead quietly got up from his seat and disappeared behind his walls.

I got up to follow him and didn’t see him anywhere in sight so I decided to go up the stairs and see if he went into his room for the night only to walk into the wrong room.

Why is this my life.

“Wrong room.” he retorted, rolling his eyes.

“Y’know what. Fuck you Izzy.” I shouted.

“What did you just say?” he asked getting up from his spot on the bed to walk over towards me and grab my wrist with his hand firmly.

“Let me go.” I whined uncomfortable with his sudden demeanor change.

“How many times do I have to apologize Maddy? I’m sorry.”

“I really am.” he sighed getting go of my wrist only to grab my hand in his, interlocking fingers.

“No. I’m not doing this again.” I stated letting go of his hand to exit his room until he blocked my way forcing me to face him.

“Please. I promise I thought about you every fucking night, every day. I fucked all those girls because I thought it would help me get over you but it didn’t work. It made it worse.” he told me hovering close to my face with a stern grip on my waist.

“I-I don’t beleive you.” I whispered looking down at my hands as I played with the bracelet I had on, not ready to face those eyes of his that I missed so much.

“Will you beleive me if I told you the whole time….when I was fucking Pamela I closed my eyes and imagined it was you that was making me feel good.” he muttered close to my ear.

“S-stop it Izzy.” I whined pushing against his tall frame which stayed put.

“Maddy? Are you in there?”

Axl

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-i know it’s not a lot but i tried to keep up where i left off for u all!! <3hope u all enjoy ittt

Conflicted : Pt. 4🎀

Maddy P.O.V:

We all went back to my brothers apartment and spent the rest of the day hanging out and watching MTV.

Axl had left early since he had to go see Erin, his current girlfriend. I hadn’t met her, although I’d heard great things about her.

“I’ll see you all later and you too Maddy.” he said smirking at me before he left out the door.

“What was that all about?” Duff asked me particularly annoyed about the whole ordeal with Axl and I from earlier today.

“Nothing. Why do you always overreact Duff. Axl sees tons of women everyday I doubt I’m anything special.” I huffed coming to sit down next to Duff.

Izzy was sitting on the floor strumming his guitar softly while writing something down at the same time on his notepad.

“Are you writing a new song?” I asked softly.

“Yeah. I’m not done yet. So you can’t hear it.” he said without breaking eye contact with his fingers that were carefully strumming between cords.

“I didn’t ask.” I rolled my eyes slumping further into the couch.

Duff yawned next to me and almost fell asleep before jerking abruptly and hitting my face by accident.

“Ow!” I squealed holding my cheek.

“Maddy I’m so sorry!” Duff exclaimed grabbing my hands and apologizing.

“It’s okay you didn’t mean it.” I smiled letting him know I was okay.

“Are you sure? I can get you an ice pack.” my brother asked.

Duff was always looking after me since I was a kid so him acting like this even after all these years was comforting.

He always made sure that I was okay especially when mom wasn’t around to look after me.

“I’m sure Duff. I promise. You can go to sleep I know you’re tired.” I said giving him a side hug.

“Okay.” he said sheepishly smiling before heading off to his room and closing the door behind him.

“You guys have a close bond.” Izzy spoke from where he was sitting on the floor.

“Yeah. He’s been looking out for me ever since we were little.” I replied.

Izzy got up from the floor and suddenly made his way to the spot Duff left empty on the couch.

“How old are you again?” he asked scooting closer to where I was sitting at the other end of the couch.

“16.” I whispered, suddenly meek from how close he was sitting next to me.

“No wonder Duff is so overprotective over you. You’re sixteen and you look like that.” he said before leaning back and going back to strumming his guitar lightly.

“What do you mean look like that.” I asked turning my body to face towards him this time.

“I mean you look hot.” he nonchalantly stated like he’d said it all the time to a bunch of girls.

He felt around his pocket and pulled out a fresh pack of Malboros before lighting one up and exhaling out.

“You know those are bad for you.” I said scrunching my nose at the smell.

“Good.” he sarcastically replied uninterested in hearing a lecture or so he thought.

He went back to strumming his guitar not missing any beats.

“So when do you think you’ll be done with the song your writing?” I ask again hoping to make small talk with Izzy.

He takes another slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling and turning to face towards me.

“When you shut the fuck up and let me work.” he said before popping the cigarette back into his mouth and strumming again.

I suddenly felt hot tears building up in my eyes from his harsh behavior.

“I was just trying to have a conversation.” I said with a shaky voice.

His expression read somewhat guilty and annoyed at my sudden tears.

“Sorry.” he shrugged still not letting go of the guitar strings between his fingers.

I felt hurt that he wasn’t paying attention to the fact that he had just made me cry that I roughly slapped his hand away from the guitar so he would look at me.

“What the fuck Maddy.” he growled.

I didn’t think about what I did next and kissed him abruptly on the lips.

“Maddy what are you doing.” he asked pulling back from me and looking at me with a confused expression.

I felt very humiliated all of a sudden and immediately retreated back to my room with a fresh new set of tears streaming down my face.

Of course he wouldn’t kiss me back when he had thousands of other better looking women to comfort him in bed.

He wouldn’t even look at me if Duff wasn’t my brother.

I would just be another childish face to him.

“Maddy open the door.” Izzy said leaning against my bedroom door.

“No. Go away.” my voice cracked.

“Please baby. Open the door.” he softly whispered making sure Duff wasn’t listening.

I didn’t know if it was the tone of his voice or the fact that he called me his baby that made me walk over and open the door.

He came, swiftly closing the door behind him and locking it for good measure.

“Why did you lock the door Izzy. Duff will see and-

He picked me up before I could finish and placed me on the bed in front of him sitting me down while he was standing upright, having me lock my legs around him.

“What’s wrong. I thought you wanted this.” he whispered in my ear tracing a finger down my body and stopping at my pajama shorts with a tiny bow against the front of them.

“This present all for me.” he smirked sliding them down my legs until they were on the ground.

I wish I hadn’t worn these pink frilly panties and some other sexier ones.

The truth was that I didn’t own any sexy lingerie or anything.

My mother always bought me the same embarrassing pattern ones like flowers or boy shorts since she thought I shouldn’t be wearing grown women underwear.

“Did you buy these yourself?” Izzy asked tracing over my pink panties.

“No. My mom thinks I shouldn’t wear grown women panties so she buys me these dumb ones.” I blurted out without thinking twice of what I just said.

“Your mom still buys your underwear?” he laughed loudly like he had just heard the best joke ever.

“Yes so what.” I huffed trying to push him off me to no avail.

“It’s cute. Like you.” he said kissing my cheek before pulling off of me completely.

“Aren’t you gonna t-touch me or something.” I mumbled stuttering over my words at how nervous I was about the whole situation.

“Did you want me to?” he asked uninterested and looking over at the dresser that I had newly decorated prior to moving into Duff’s guest bedroom with pictures of Duff and I from back home in Seattle.

“I like you Izzy.” I blurted out.

He put the picture down he was currently fixated on and turned back to look at me.

“Maddy your Duff’s little sister.”

“So what. You don’t like me just because I’m Duff’s little sister?” I spat.

“Do you just do this to every girl then?”

“What are you talking about?” he asked coming closer.

“You just came into my bedroom to what, look at my family pictures and have a chat. Or did you come in here to look at my panties to get off and leave me hanging like some dumbass.” I angrily shouted.

“Be fucking quiet or else Duff will wake up.” he growled grabbing my arm a bit tight.

“Let me go. I’m humiliated enough standing in front of you with only my panties on!” I retorted ripping out of his grasp and bending down to grab my pajama shorts.

But before I could he grabbed me onto his waist and pulled me into a rough french kiss.

I kissed him back as passionately as his wet kiss hoping to catch up to his speed.

He grabbed onto my hips and pushed me further into him making me feel him against my panties which were now damp.

“Izzy.” I whimpered as he trailed wet kisses down my neck and towards my cleavage.

“This what you wanted huh.”

“Just wanted a chance alone with me to do this.” he groaned grabbing onto my hips and guiding them up and down his covered length.

“Y-yes.” I moaned loving the feeling of his covered manhood rubbing against my wet panties.

He suddenly let go of me letting me fall onto the bed with a bounce before adjusting himself and fixing his jacket.

“Sorry Maddy. I can’t be doing this behind his back.” he said before leaving the room.

“Izzy wait-

But before I could have the chance to continue Izzy grabbed his things and left out the apartment door.

boo! we want guns n roses!😒🎀

Conflicted Chapter 25🎀:

Maddy P.O.V:

The day had become increasingly cold, and the weather had been dreary and pouring all morning, casting a heavy fog over the Emerald City and dampening the mood for today's Guns N' Roses concert.

The band had already sold out Lumen Stadium and were determined to perform rain or shine, not wanting to disappoint their anticipating fans.

I didn't see them much throughout the day because they were at rehearsal early in the morning to make sure things went smoothly for their concert later. Izzy left me a letter saying he was going to be late arriving home, so I didn't bother calling him because I knew he wouldn't answer since he was preoccupied.

I was left upstairs in the meantime, looking through my closet for something perfect to wear to the event. I came upon something I wouldn't often wear: a tight black leather skirt and a black crop top paired with knee high boots.

I made my way to the mirror, double-checking my appearance to ensure that I would stand out from the crowd and that Izzy saw me differently, rather than as an immature youngster. Because the women he constantly dated were double his age.

“I’m home!” my mom called from downstairs, prompting me to rush down.

“How would this look at the concert?” I shakily asked, showing off the rock girlfriend outfit I had put together.

“Maddy, you know how I feel about clothes like that.” my mom grimaced, disapproving the tiny black skirt and top that didn’t look appropriate for my age.

“Please! Everyone wears this to rock concerts.”

“I am not letting you go to a rock concert dressed like a hooker sweetie. Find something else.” my mom insisted.

“Okay fine.” I sighed, trudging myself back upstairs.

If she didn't let me wear it, I'd sneak it out of the house. I could disguise my shirt by wearing one of Duff's t-shirts over it and a long skirt.

My mother would have no clue.

… … …

“Madalaine! Come down or else the boys are going to be late!” my mom yelled, forcing me to quickly spray some perfume and slap on my black choker necklace.

I rushed down the steps covered in Duff’s AC/DC graphic tee and my large pencil skirt my mother had bought for me, my first day of high-school which I never wore till today.

“Why are you dressed like a school teacher?” Axl snickered, at my choice of clothing.

“Leave her alone. She can wear whatever she wants, whether it be an old lady costume.” my brother replied, pausing afterwards and wondering why it came out so terrible yet sounded nice in his head, as he wrapped his arm around me.

Axl, Slash, and Steven burst out laughing, even Izzy, which made me feel sad embarrassed about my choice of apparel, making me contemplate if I should have worn a different outfit to cover my clothes below.

“Okay let’s go now.” Axl said, looking down at his radiant gold watch.

“Good luck boys! And don’t drive fast.” my mom warned, as we all piled out the door one by one.

“Don’t worry Mrs.Mckagan. We’ll be safe.” Steven chirped giving her a toothy grin.

We all crammed into Duff's car, and since there wasn't enough place for me in the the backseat, I had to sit on Izzy's lap in this hideous skirt.

I was starting to cringe while wearing the outfit and wanted to take it off, especially since I was sitting on his lap. I didn’t want him to think I was some loser dressed up like this for a rock concert.

So I quickly shoved the pencil skirt down my silky smooth legs, which had been moisturized and shaved because I intended to wear such a short skirt. And took off Duff's tee, leaving me in the clothes I had intended to wear to the show if not for my mother.

I heard Steven gasp, instantly, next to me, like a little child who had just seen his elder sister doing the worst conceivable thing.

“You look hot, Maddy.” Slash smirked, eyeing my short choice of clothing for the night.

I adjusted my top slightly so that my cleavage was not too apparent; I didn't want to seem trashy, but I did want to feel sexier.

“Whoa baby. When was this?” Izzy whispered from behind me, putting his hands on my visibly exposed waist.

I turned my head to face him, whispering in his ear that I wanted to look sexy for him, and returned his gaze with pouty lips and wide eyes. He looked at me with lustful eyes and grasped my waist more tightly, forcing me all the way back on his lap until my back was lying flat against his chest.

“I would’ve taken you right here if I didn’t have any respect for your brother.” he growled in my ear, yanking on my hair lightly.

My eyes fluttered as I heard his obscene remarks in my ear, and I was about to let out a small whimper but Axl had interrupted.

“What is going on back the-…..whoa.” Axl gulped, looking me up and down.

“Hey, stop looking a-…….Maddy what are you wearing!” Duff yelped, attempting to cover his eyes at his baby sister wearing a black mini-skirt and a crop top with skin prominent.

“It’s fine. I think she looks hot.” Axl grinned looking back towards me, and Izzy, who was scowling at him.

“Ewww. Stop it everyone! Stop staring at my sister please, for christ sake.”

“We can’t help that she’s sexy, man.” Slash shrugged.

Steven exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention to the large stadium that awaited them, as well as a few fans who had been camped outside.

Duff parked the car in the parking garage where there were no fans or workers to protect the band's privacy. They wanted to welcome their fans on the way in, but they knew their management would disagree.

“That skirt better not come up more than that.” Duff groaned looking at my mini skirt that was inching it’s way up towards my underwear.

I nodded embarrassingly, fixed my clothes in the reflection of the car window, and applied some lipgloss for Izzy.

“We have 30 minutes to set everything up and make sure our instruments are in tune.” Axl spoke, drinking some water and a cough drop to refrain his throat from straining.

“You guys go ahead, I think I forgot my cigarettes in the car.” Izzy said, patting down his pockets to see whether they were still there.

“Alright. Be quick.” Axl huffed, as the band entered in one by one through the large door with the huge banner that read, “Welcome Guns N' Roses to Seattle.”

“I’ll come with you.” I remarked, gazing between the boys who had disappeared halfway down the hallway and Izzy.

“Okay quick.” he replied, jogging to the car and opening it, rummaging among my discarded clothes and some rubbish in Duff's car, hoping to locate his pack of Marlboros.

“Where are they.” he groaned, searching through some old cassette tapes in a last minute effort.

“Why don’t we ask Slash, he always carries some.” I asked, leaning against the car, feeling the cold metal pressing against my exposed legs.

“I guess.” he sighed and closed the door, coming to stand opposite of me, gazing at my attire.

“What?” I muttered, blushing as I turned away from him, shying from his gaze.

“Just that you look great tonight. I never expected you to wear clothes like these, but now that you did, I want to see you in them all the time." he smirked and brushed my hair off my shoulders, revealing more of my top.

He traced my collarbones before letting his fingers slip the straps of my clothing down, allowing it to fall loosely like an off-the-shoulder top, and reached forward, laying a wet kiss on my neck, causing me to take a deep breath in and close my eyes at the sweet sensation of him biting at the sensitive flesh.

He spun me around effortlessly, and I placed my hands on the car and arched my back, exposing my ass through my skirt. I glanced back at him with lustful eyes, as he grasped my ass, rubbing the warm flesh, before spreading it apart to gaze my pussy, which my lacy black underwear had been engulfed by, but it was no problem for Izzy as he traced my puffy lips that spilled out, like it was a piece of art he was working on.

I heard the stadium share something about my brother's homecoming over the loudspeakers, which made me cringe and jump away from Izzy to fix myself.

“We should go..” I advised as he nodded in agreement and walked beside me, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his mouth for a quick peck before removing himself from to jog to the set where the rest of the band was.

I shook it off and noticed a large crowd of fans already gathered around the stage, looking up at the band, who were currently strumming out their instruments to determine whether or not their guitar was tuned.

Slash was grinning at some of the girls who were wearing little to no clothing, sending him flirting winks and obscene gestures, as well as flashing him parts of their, while my brother was receiving the same treatment and grinning.

Gross.

Steven was busy pounding away in his own little universe, his hair bouncing up and down with his speed, and as usual, Axl was nowhere to be found but Izzy was just quietly strumming his guitar as he looked out into the crowd, when I noticed one female in particular smiling and waving at all of them like she knew them personally.

“It’s Pam!” Steven exclaimed as he stood up from the drum set and waved her onto the stage.

“Hi!” the blonde woman chirped, wearing nothing but a small stage outfit, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Pam, good to see you.” Duff smiled and hugged her while checking her out.

Gross again!

“Izzy. How are you?” she asked softly, looking at him as if she were in love with

“I’ve been good.” he replied uninterested, looking down at his guitar that he was currently strumming.

“Y’know ever since we broke up. I’ve been doing well and I hope you are too.” she cooed, trying to grab onto his arm to which he moved out of reach.

“I just told you I’ve been good Pam. Get over it.” he huffed, retreating away from her and to the back corner of the stage where he sat down on the end of the mini platform that was on top of the stage.

“Trust me. He’s way over you.” Slash smirked, looking over at me, making her snap her head to give me a nasty glare.

“Who is she?” the blonde woman named Pamela spat.

“Izzy’s girl and Duff’s little sis.”

“What is a little girl like her doing with Izzy? Doesn’t he like his women with a little more experience.” she laughed, clapping her hands as she flipped her hair back over her shoulder.

“Obviously not or else you would’ve still had him.” I told her rolling my eyes at her ugly attitude.

“You guys could fight…or kiss and makeup whatever you prefer.” Slash grinned, while Duff grabbed him and shoved him away from his little sister, annoyed by his raunchy behavior.

“Where’s Ax?” Pamela whined.

“Who knows.” I grumbled walking to where Izzy was.

“What’s up?” he asked, looking up from his guitar to meet my big brown eyes.

“Nothing. I just met your ex.” I sighed, looking back at the blonde girl who was now glaring.

“Ignore her. She’s just stuck on our past relationship.” he insisted.

“What about Angela? Was she doing the same?” I spat, annoyed by his nonchalant demeanor, at the fact of his ex showing up for their show.

“Baby-

“I’ll be back.” I interrupted, stomping backstage where all the employees were setting up catering and the tables for the management.

I wondered where Axl had gone to hide from all of the craziness, and found him sitting quietly in the dressing room, smoking a cigarette and drinking champagne.

“I thought you’re supposed to be rehearsing.” I mumbled, slumping down onto the blue couch that was placed in their dressing room by request of Axl.

“I am. I need to be away from everyone so I can do my vocal warmups.” he muttered, blinking his eyes in annoyance at my presence.

“Okay I guess I'll leave." I huffed and trudged out the door.

He did not stop me or change his opinion, instead allowing me to leave with nowhere to clear my head, which made me more frustrated.

First, that blonde woman appeared out of nowhere and turned out to be Izzy's ex, and then Axl practically booted me out of the dressing room.

I began to cry because I felt unwanted and started to feel like an idiot in these clothes, even though I had felt so confident from before, but now I was rushing past people, hoping to find the bathroom so I wouldn't have to deal with the shame of anyone watching me cry, and sprinted towards the women's bathroom when I finally noticed it.

There was no one in the restroom, so I quickly chose the farthest stall away from the door to close and slid down the wall, letting my tears fall across my naked legs.

The door opened, and I hurriedly wiped away my tears and tried to contain my sniffles, which were escaping at a rapid pace.

“I can’t believe he’s with that little bitch.” I heard the same woman from earlier shout.

“Who even is she?” another girl spoke.

I looked through the crack in the stall and saw Pamela with another girl who looked to be the same age as hers with a big grin and short brown hair, while they were styling each other's hair with hairspray and applying mascara.

“Adrianna, I can’t believe he would leave me for that.” she groaned, reapplying a dark shade of lipstick to her already chapped lips.

“It’s okay Pam. You can always go for Duff or Slash.” she cooed, wiggling her eyebrows in an attempt to make her friend laugh.

“I don’t want them. It’s either Iz or Ax.”

“Then go for Ax. He was telling me earlier when I visited him in the dressing room, how happy he was, to know that you came.” the girl with the brown hair spoke.

That bastard.

“I guess you’re right. Let’s go.” they both nodded as they made their way out of the restroom.

I ran out of the restroom and dashed over to the arena, suddenly remembering about the show, knowing my brother would be worried about where I went.

I could hear the song "Paradise City" playing throughout the arena, the same one that had been playing on my television when I presented my mother to Izzy.

I looked for Izzy and saw him strumming his guitar along, with the song, occasionally making a gesture to the audience, which exploded.

Axl was bouncing all over the stage and doing his dance moves in between singing breaks before returning to shouting his voice out.

Duff caught me peeping out of the curtain and smiled brightly, as did Slash, so I gave them a quick wave and a thumbs up to let them know they were doing an excellent job but they already knew it.

They had the girls going crazy, flashing them, and the boys in the crowd couldn't get enough of it either.

I saw Izzy look across at me with a blank expression on his face before, acknowledging my presence, and returning his gaze back to the crowd.

I rolled my eyes and returned my attention to my brother, bouncing up and down for him whenever he had a solo moment.

They played a few more songs before calling it a night and thanking everyone who came out to see them, notably Duff, who praised the city of Seattle for their support and expressed his love for his hometown beyond all else.

They all packed backstage and went to the dressing room to shower before sitting down with towels around their necks to cool down.

Slash came over with his curls drenched in water from the shower and flicked some of it off onto me making me cringe.

“Ew stop it!” I squealed, hating the tiny droplets that landed on my bare skin.

“Ew sToP it.” Axl mocked, making me angry with him all over again.

“Leave her alone guys.” Duff shouted from across the room, currently giving a groupie an autograph on her tits.

Ew ew ew.

“So, where is your boyfriend hm?”

“Thought he would want to spend more time with you, now that your dressed hot for once.” Axl smirked coming up behind me to play with my hair and twist it around his finger.

“Don’t touch me.” I spat.

“Damn. I guess he left you for some groupie then? Or maybe Pam…?”

I turned around to face him with my eyes narrowed.

“How do you know they used to be a thing?” I wondered.

“Everyone knew. We all shared.” he grumbled, as if I were too naive to comprehend.

“Shared?”

“Yes Maddy. Shared. As in Izzy would fuck her and pass her to me and then I would share her with Slash, so forth.” he stated as if it was no big deal.

I looked at him with a shocked expression making him roll his eyes.

“Yeah I know. I’m a terrible person. I don’t need to hear that from you.” he huffed walking away.

I now felt stupid for thinking the Pamela girl was anything special, but I couldn't get over how Izzy had nearly dumped all of his girlfriends.

I did not want to end up like that. And I definitely did not want to be shared.

I exited the changing room for some fresh air and noticed Izzy at the other end of the corridor conversing with the Pamela girl.

I scrunched my face upon seeing this and immediately stomped over to where the two were at and shoved the girl so hard that she fell to the floor with a loud thud.

“What the fuck!” she screamed, hissing in pain as her back felt broken.

“Stay away from my boyfriend.” I spat, grabbing Izzy and pulling him aside to a small corner around the hallway.

“I didn’t know you had that in you.” he smirked taking a drag from his cigarette.

“Why were you talking to her?”

“I wasn’t. She corned me.” he shrugged.

“Why are you acting like it’s not a big deal that she’s talking to you. She’s your ex!” I shouted, increasingly frustrated at how nonchalant he was behaving towards the whole ordeal.

“Maddy, stop overthinking about everything that involves me and another girl.” he hissed, grabbing my arm rather tightly.

“Let go Iz. It hurts.” I whined, ripping my arm from his grasp.

“Fuck m’ sorry baby.” he apologized, kissing my arm.

“It’s just, sometimes you don’t trust me and that makes me upset.” he told me, grabbing my hands in his to tug me elsewhere.

“C’mere, let’s go somewhere more quiet.”

… … …