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Conflicted Chapter 26🎀:

Maddy P.O.V:

Izzy led me to a dark corner of the corridor, where he pulled me against the wall and began kissing me. We made out for a bit before he pulled away and explained the issue to me in between kisses, assuring me that Pamela meant nothing to him and that I meant everything to him.

I let it go, persuading myself that I was overthinking, seeing them together in the hallway earlier, and allowed him to sweet talk his way into a quick fuck before we returned to where the boys were.

Axl had gone outside for a smoke break while everyone else was relaxing in the dressing room, with a couple of groupies hanging around, primarily Slash.

Izzy went to sit on the couch in the corner, where no one else was and played his guitar lightly, while I sat next to Duff.

“How was the show?” he asked with a big grin.

“Great. I really enjoyed seeing you live.” I gleamed, even if I let my anger cloud some parts of the show.

“Hopefully you’ll be able to see us again soon.”

“What do you mean?… I-I thought maybe I could go back with you to L.A.?” I pestered, scooting closer to tug onto his arm.

“I don’t know…, I don’t feel comfortable after everything that’s happened.” he spoke, sneaking a glance at Izzy who was knocked out, with his sunglasses miraculously still on.

“I promise I’ll be good.” I squeaked, jumping up and down, hoping to convince him that I should come back to stay with him.

He sighed and looked around for someone to support his decision, but Slash was too fucked, and instead, laughing his ass off with the random groupie he allowed to entertain him for the night.

And Steven was clearly not the best pick for an important choice.

“Where’s Axl when you need him.” he huffed, leaning back onto the couch.

“I’m right here.” Axl’s voice boomed, strutting in confidently.

“I was being sarcastic…”

“Well? I heard my name, so I have a right for you to tell me now.” the redhead demanded towering in front of my brother with his arms crossed.

“Do you think Maddy should come back with us to L.A.?”

“Nope. I don’t think she is capable enough to control herself around Izzy.” he snorted.

“What do you mean?” I spat.

“I passed by catering to look for my white jacket because some jackass on our set had misplaced it after the show, and when I found it, I was heading back when I heard Izzy fucking Maddy behind that long hallway where there's a small corner," he spilled, acting as if it wasn't a big deal, whereas Duff had already started fuming as soon as he heard the word fuck.

“Maddy is this true?” he asked through flared nostrils.

“What is your deal!” I shouted at Axl, completely ignoring my brother, too stunned to comprehend.

Izzy woke up after hearing me yell at Axl and rushed towards the scene, slightly irritated because he had been startled out of his sleep.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asked, putting his arm around my waist to pull me from Axl.

“You.” Duff sneered, getting up from the couch and pushing on the lanky bassist's hollow chest, causing him to stagger back, loosing grip on my waist.

“What do I do. He’s the one who’s always causing shit.” Izzy retorted, pushing Duff back, referring to Axl, who stood there with a smug expression on his face as the scene unfolded in front of him.

“You're fucking my sister backstage and making her into some cheap groupie whore. What if someone saw?"

“No one saw us.”

“That doesn’t matter Iz. You’re being a bad influence on her and it’s showing.” my older brother argued, poking a finger into him.

“She’s not a fucking mute y’know. I’m sure she can speak for herself. Maybe ask her instead of bothering me.” he shouted, throwing his arms up in the air.

“Nope. That’s the end of it. You’re not coming back with me and you are breaking up with Izzy right now!” my brother commanded.

“You can’t do this..”

“Break up with him now or else he’s out of the band!” he concluded, making me go silent.

I shifted my gaze between my enraged brother and Izzy, who gave me a sympathetic look that made me roll my eyes.

Of course, he would choose the band over me.

I was just a naive little girl to believe that he would drop everything for me if given the chance.

“Okay..I agree.” I sighed shakily, tugging on my lower lip as my nostrils flared and tears welled up.

“It’s for your own good.” was all my brother said before storming out.

Izzy only stared at me in silence; he didn't have much to say, so I walked out of the room, unable to deal with the awkward quietness.

“Hey, wait up!”

“What do you want asshole?” I growled, ready to start fighting the man in front of me.

“Relax, I’m just looking out for you.” he smirked, catching a lock of my hair and tucking it behind my ear.

I swatted his hand away making him laugh before he put both hands on his hips and stared at me.

“What!”

“I guess I’ll just miss seeing your beautiful face around.” he playfully sighed.

“Are you a narcissist asshole or something? What is wrong with you.” I yelled making him roll his eyes.

“Sweetie. Your dear Izzy won’t even remember you after a few months. I’m only doing you a favor.”

“Who are you to tell me that?”

“I’ve known him the longest. That’s why you should trust me.” he urged.

“You’re just trying to get in my pants…..nice try.” I scoffed, as I walked away, he grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall, just like Izzy had, earlier.

“I’m serious. I care about you.” he whispered, gazing at me with those soft green eyes of his that often changed colors depending on his mood.

“Get….off.” I muttered through gritted teeth, pushing him off me, making him pissed off again.

“Izzy isn’t the guy for you….he‘ll forget about you and he won’t look back.” he yelled.

I dashed outside the arena, looking for a pay phone so I could contact my mother to come pick me up because I was not in the mood to talk to Duff.

It felt like it was freezing outdoors, but I was too stubborn to go inside and let anyone see or speak with me. And It didn't matter anymore whether my mother caught me wearing this outfit that I had sneaked out in because it no longer meant anything to me.

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(ik this chapter was short but anyways,, this was mainly supposed to be an izzy fic but,, im very much considering axl to be the main character ,,, thoughts? 🫣🫣🫶🏼🫶🏼🎀)

Conflicted Pt: 14 🎀

Izzy P.O.V

Our band received the best selling album label by the time our tour had ended, but our manager scheduled us to perform a gig at the Troubadour for old times sake.

We agreed to it, of course, it was nostalgic for us too, to see how far we had come since the last time we were at the Troubadour.

I was also excited for Maddy to come and see us perform since she’d never seen me play live.

“Izzy do you think your groupies will show up tonight.” she scoffed looking through her pile of clothes, scattered everywhere in the closet.

“Can’t say they won’t but I don’t care about them when I have you.” I cooed pulling her in from behind, so her body was pressed against mine.

She looked into the standing mirror that was in her closet and sighed.

“I wish you would hug me like this in front of them to show them your mine.”

“Baby-

“I know I know, it would ruin your playboy imagine.” she muttered pulling away to bend down at the black dress that was peeking out of the pile.

“You are not wearing that.” I laughed grabbing the flimsy material and throwing it at the top of her shelf.

“I am! If you don’t want us to be seen together then I don’t have to dress like I’m in a relationship.” Maddy retorted fisting her hands at her sides and stomping her foot down.

“I’m not letting you around the guys with this dress.” I told her imagining what would happen if she wore the tiny fabric.

I know Axl would love it.

“You’re not the boss of me.” she said attempting to grab at the shelf with her 5’6 frame.

“If you can grab it. You can wear it…I guess.” I replied rolling my eyes at her persistence to wear the tiny piece of clothing.

Did she have any idea what Axl would do if he saw her in the dress?

All of his self control would go out the door and into Maddy’s panties.

… … …

We all arrived an hour late to the gig since Duff got into an argument with Maddy over the tiny black dress and threatened her to change but Maddy didn’t budge so they went at it for another 20 minutes.

I intervened and told Maddy to just wear my jean jacket over it to which Duff agreed and said was a great solution.

“Maddy I better not see you without that jacket at the venue. I’m just trying to protect you from the guys y’know.” Duff sighed, looking at his younger sister who was currently ignoring him at the moment.

“It’s okay man. I’ll look at her.” I said giving Duff a reassuring nod before we all hopped into his car and made our way to the venue.

Slash,Axl and Steven all came together since they lived closer than Duff.

And obviously I didn’t have a place at the moment so I technically lived with Duff.

“I’m so excited to play this gig!” Steven exclaimed twisting his drumsticks in between his fingers and kicking his feet at the table which was provided in the backstage room.

“Same.” Slash replied chugging down the bottle of Jack Daniel while taking a few drags of his cigarette.

I couldn’t tell where he was looking since his shades were completely covering his eyes and his hat hid most of his upper forehead, hiding any expressions.

But I could see him smiling and giggling to Axl about something, and Axl was looking directly towards Maddy.

“Is something the matter guys?” I asked, my tone visibly bitter as I give Axl a stern look.

Axl then turned towards me with the opposite expression of which he displayed just a few seconds ago and raised his eyebrows a bit.

“Why?” he rudely asked smoking his cigarette and blowing the smoke in my face.

“Fuck off with that shit.” I told him, mostly annoyed by the smoke in my face but also wanting him to back off from Maddy who was completely clueless in what was going on.

“You’re not her daddy Izzy. She can do as she pleases.” Axl smirked getting up from the couch to give some stray groupies autographs.

Maddy sat at the floor since we all took up the couch, I had insisted for her to sit on my lap but she said she was more comfortable on the floor at my knees, I didn’t mind since I got to play with her hair while we did interviews.

Which was a big stress reliever.

I loved having her around during press interviews since I hated fucking speaking to them because all they wanted to know was bullshit personal questions instead of the real discussion, which was music.

“Iz. I have to pee.” Maddy whispered getting up slowly so her dress didn’t ride up.

I was still kind of mad at her for wearing the dress but when she stood up the dress straightened out enough for the jean jacket to cover her ass.

“Will you be okay alone baby?” I asked, since she hadn’t been to the Troubadour before, I wanted to make sure she was comfortable because there were always creeps at some of our shows who preyed on the girls that would come.

She softly declined and gave me a peck on the cheek as I snuck in a quick ass grab when she was bended over to which Duff gave me a sour look.

“Sorry man. Your sis is hot.” I shrugged lighting up a cigarette.

“Gross dude! Just do that shit when I’m not around.” Duff frowned.

“BOYS! WE ARE ON IN 10 MINUTES!” our manager yelled repeatedly slapping his wrist with his pointer finger.

“Can you yell any louder.” Slash mumbled slumping down into the couch with his bottle of Jack Daniel’s which was now empty.

“You didn’t save any for me. Fuck you man!” I whined grabbing the empty bottle and throwing it at the floor.

Slash and Steven burst out laughing while our manager came to calm their drunk asses down.

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Maddy P.O.V

I swerved through the crowd of people who were starting to gather in clusters backstage.

And weaved my way out, desperately trying to locate the women’s room when I ran into Axl with his arm around some random girl.

“Maddy?” he called out,looking at me rather confused.

“I- I’m looking for the bathroom. Have you seen it?” I asked looking both at him and the girl.

“Yeah. I’ll show you.” he replied shrugging off the girl and walking me towards the restrooms.

“Who was that?” I asked looking at him with curious eyes.

I always heard stories about the groupies and how they played with different bands but it was pretty surreal to see it happen in real life.

“Just some girl who likes our music.” he smirked stopping right besides the door to the women’s room.

He walked me into the back of the wall and put his arm up to lean in front of my body.

“I’d like this dress much better without Izzy’s jacket.” he whispered tugging the jean jacket off one shoulder, leaving my right collarbone exposed.

I was wearing an off the shoulder black dress that stopped right below my ass.

It wasn’t something I would ever wear but I found it when I was cleaning and I figured it was left behind by some groupie so I washed it and wore it to look grown up since all the dresses I brought from home were frilly and floral.

And the girls here dressed so different so when I saw the dress it immediately screamed L.A.

“What if I took it off.” he said, not giving me a chance to think, swiftly pulling the jacket off and onto the floor exposing my figure.

“You look so good. Better than all of the girls here.” he gently murmured placing his pointer finger under my chin to direct my gaze on his eyes instead of his feet.

“Stop it Axl. I’m with Izzy.” I mumbled breathing with how close he was to me.

It was almost uncomfortable knowing he could see all of me, since my jacket wasn’t covering me anymore.

He reached for my thigh and started tracing small circles on it, inching closer towards the end of my dress, tugging it up lightly until he exposed half of my panties which were black to match my dress.

“W-wait stop. I can’t I love-

“Izzy. Yeah I get it.” he huffed letting go of me.

“Maddy?”

“Izzy?” I squinted wondering if it was really him or if I was hallucinating.

“I go to look for you to make sure you’re safe and I find you with him.And my jacket is around your feet?” he hissed grabbing his jacket with such force I almost stumbled on my heels.

“It’s not what it looks like I swear. H-he was just helping me found the restroom Iz!” I cried pushing Axl out of the way and following Izzy like a lost puppy.

“I can’t do this right now. Not when I’m about to preform with him.” he spat walking away from me briskly.

I looked back at Axl who was quiet, almost like he was still processing the situation.

“We can’t be together-

“Why. Why not?” he asked walking up to me with wide eyes.

“I-I can’t answer that.”

Conflicted Ch 30🎀:

Maddy sat at the edge of the bed, contemplating her thoughts.

After Izzy had cornered Maddy, Axl came to see how everything was going and invited Maddy to come talk with him about something serious after he left her hanging downstairs. She politely declined and left to go in the empty media room where the tv was playing an ongoing loop of everything Guns N’ Roses.

But her eyes were fixated on the tall bassist and fiery redhead. Her chest tightening as she watched them.

Izzy turned, his dark hair catching the rays of the stage light, and it was almost as if his eyes found hers through the screen.

Even from the television, Maddy felt the pull of him, the magnetic force that had drawn her in since she came out here for the first time.

His quiet confidence. And the way he always seemed to know what was going on with her, whenever she couldn’t.

But then there was Axl.

Loud, brash and impossible to ignore.

Maddy dropped her gaze, her thoughts spiraling back to the moments that had brought her here, stuck between two boys who couldn’t be more different………

Flashback: 2 months ago

The first time Izzy kissed her, they were sitting in the room of her brothers apartment. It was a hot summer night, the air thick with the scent of honeysuckle. They’d spent hours talking about everything and nothing, their legs dangling over each others.

“You ever think about the future?” Izzy had asked, his voice soft, almost hesitant.

“Sometimes,” Maddy had replied, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “But it feels so far away, you know?”

Izzy had nodded, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, littered with glowing stars. Then he turned to her, his eyes searching hers. “I think about it a lot. And you’re always in it.”

Before she could respond, he leaned in, his lips brushing hers. It was tentative, sweet, and it made her heart race in a way nothing else ever had.

Maddy blinked, the memory fading as the present came rushing back. She glanced toward Izzy again, her heart aching. Things had been so simple back then. But now, everything was complicated.

Ever since Duff had found out, it had been nothing short of a rollercoaster of emotions tearing through her heart every single night.

Axl’s laugh broke through her thoughts, drawing her attention. He was leaning against the frame of the now opened door, his arms crossed, his signature smirk firmly in place.

And then there was Axl.., painfully arrogant, a whirlwind of ego wrapped in leather and chaos, his voice cutting through the air as sharply as his unapologetic self-importance.

But even in his world of glittering façades and hollow adoration, he couldn’t ignore her—the one who was real in a sea of fake smiles and fame-chasers. She saw through the noise, and for the first time, he found himself craving something deeper than the spotlight…..

Flashback to Duff’s apartment……..

It had been a chaotic party at Duff’s, the kind of party where the music was too loud and the air smelled like cheap beer and perfume. Maddy had been standing in the kitchen, nursing a soda, when Axl had appeared beside her.

“Not your scene, huh?” he’d said, leaning casually against the counter.

“Not really,” she’d admitted, glancing around the crowded room.

Axl had grinned, his green eyes sparkling with mischief. “Come on, then. Let’s get out of here.”

Before she could protest, he’d grabbed her hand, leading her out the back door and into the night. They’d ended up at the old train tracks, sitting on the hood of his car and talking until the sky turned pink with dawn.

“You’re not like other girls,” Axl had said, his voice low. “You’re… real.”

Maddy had laughed, shaking her head. “What does that even mean?”

“It means you don’t pretend to be someone you’re not,” he’d replied, his gaze intense. “And I like that about you.”

Now, as she sat on the worn down sofa, Maddy felt the weight of those memories pressing down on her. She cared about both of them, but in such different ways.

Izzy represented safety, the kind of love that felt like home. He was the boy who knew her favorite book, who remembered the little things that no one else did. Even when he would hurt her the little things he would do for her would make up for it.

But Axl… Axl was fire. He made her feel alive in a way that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

Maddy sat on the couch, legs curled beneath her, staring blankly at the muted television. The room was dim, lit only by the faint glow of the screen and the warm light of a nearby lamp. She wasn’t watching anything in particular; her mind was too cluttered with thoughts to focus. The weight of the situation bore down on her, pressing against her chest like an invisible hand.

The creak of the door broke her trance. She didn’t have to look up to know who it was. She felt his presence before she even saw him. Axl stood there, leaning casually against the doorframe, his leather jacket still on, as if he hadn’t decided whether he was staying or leaving. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into her, but she refused to meet them.

“I know you see me,” he said, his voice cutting through the silence. “But you’re choosing to ignore me.” He stepped further into the room, his boots heavy against the wooden floor. “The problem won’t go away just because you’re pretending it doesn’t exist, Maddy.”

Still, she didn’t respond. Her fingers tightened slightly around the edge of the couch cushion, but her gaze remained fixed on the television.

Axl sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “You’re making this harder than it has to be,” he muttered, his tone softer now, almost pleading.

Before she could muster a response, another figure appeared in the doorway. Izzy. His presence was less imposing, quieter, but no less intense. His dark eyes flicked between Maddy and Axl, and a faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

“You’re not helping, Axl,” Izzy said, stepping into the room. He crossed the space to Maddy’s side and crouched down in front of her, his tone gentle, almost tender. “Hey,” he murmured, reaching for her hand. “You don’t have to say anything. I know this is a lot, but I just want you to know how much I care about you. How much I love you.”

Maddy finally looked up, her eyes meeting Izzy’s. There was a softness there, a vulnerability that made her chest ache. He squeezed her hand lightly, as if grounding her in the moment.

Axl scoffed from across the room, his arms crossed over his chest. “That’s your pitch, Izzy? Sweet words and puppy-dog eyes? You think that’s enough?” He took a step closer, his voice growing sharper. “I’m more of a man than you’ll ever be. At least I own up to my mistakes. I don’t hide behind pretty words.”

Izzy didn’t flinch. He stayed focused on Maddy, his expression calm and resolute. “This isn’t about being a man, Axl. It’s about what she needs. And she doesn’t need someone who’s going to bulldoze their way through her life.”

Maddy inhaled deeply, finally finding her voice. “Stop,” she said, her tone firm but not unkind. She looked at Axl, her expression pained but resolute. “I can’t do this anymore. I care about you, Axl, but this… this isn’t right for me. I need to move on. We both do.”

Axl’s jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with a mix of frustration and hurt. He opened his mouth to argue but stopped himself. Instead, he nodded stiffly, his lips pressing into a thin line. Without another word, he turned and walked out, the door clicking shut behind him.

Maddy exhaled, her shoulders sagging with the release of tension. Izzy sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “You okay?” he asked softly.

“I don’t know.” she croaked thinking about the consequences of her actions.

“Hey, don’t worry about him okay?” Izzy groaned.

“I can’t just not worry about him Izzy!” she sternly replied.

“Why not?” he harshly asked.

“Because I care for him a lot.” was the last thing she said before getting up and leaving out the door.

authors note: thinking about ending this at 35!!

so good omg stepbrother izzy is so hot🎀💘

izzy stradlin xfem!reader

words:688

warnings:..step-siblings , smut?

"Lock the door behind you." izzys voice said quietly as you patted into the bedroom.You wondered why your step-brother wanted the door locked to watch a movie, but didn't say anything as he always told you he knew best. you happily climbed into the bed where he was waiting. "What movie are we watching izzy?" You asked cutely, voice soft as you snuggled next to him. Your heavy tits pressed against his bicep as you looked up at him with curious eyes.The ache ran straight to his cock as he glanced down at you.You were the fucking prettiest thing with your long eyelashes, full lips and gorgeous little body. He absolutely had to have you and he knew you would do anything to make him happy. "Whatever you want sweetness." He told you.

Your eyes widened at this as izzy hardly ever let you pick. You eagerly grabbed the remote and began shuffling through one streaming app to another, not realizing your step-brother was getting a little impatient. The way you were wiggling around as you babbled on about how you couldn't decide was making izzys cock swell. Your tits bouncing with each little movement you made, nearly spilling out of the tiny silk tank top you wore.

Grabbing your hips, he sat you down in his lap to be still, not caring about the kitten like whine that left your mouth. "Sit still and pick the fucking movie. Yeah?" He said roughly.You nodded with a bratty frown, as you finally picked back to the future You snuggled your back further into izzys chest, your ass resting snugly between his spread legs. He reached over to turn the lamp off, making the room dark except from the girly movie playing. Your eyes engrossed into the shit that he could care less about, as he leaned back against the pillows.Half way through the movie, you didn't even realize the large tip of your step-brother's cock was poking at your entrance. You had been so focused on the screen that izzys hands pulling your shorts aside hasn't even crossed your mind."izzy what are you-.." Your voice turning into a whimper as he pushed his cock into your warm cunt. "Hush and watch your movie. You are gonna help me. Okay? You love helping your big bro don't you?" He whispered in your ear.

He was right. You did love helping him. So you sat there and took it like a good step-sister. You tried your best to turn your attention back to the movie, all while your princess parts felt so full. izzy had you right where he wanted. Tight little cunt fluttering around his fat length as he held you still, warming his cock in the process. He couldn't help but let out a small groan as he had never felt anything so incredible. "izzy-why do you feel so weird?" Your voice shaky as you unknowingly soaked his cock."Shhh- sweetness. You just sit on my cock like a good girl." The older boy told you, hands coming down to hold your waist firmly. He was embarrassed to say how close he was to bursting inside of you, your pussy squeezing his dick in vice grip. Little moans and whimpers left between your lips as the weird sensation just kept getting more intense. You knew somewhere in your mind that this was wrong but your stepbrother knew best didn't he? You were helping him after all.

"Shit.. sweet girl keep squeezing me like that." izzy grunted, each time your cunt clenched around him when he would move even slightly. The pride he was losing at the edge of already cumming inside of you, made him want squeeze your throat in frustration. How dare his step-sister have such an incredible pussy that made him want bust his load?

He couldn't hold back anymore, his hand instinctively coming to your throat to grab. You squeaked out his name, your smaller hand coming to rest on his as the warmth of something gooey shot up inside you.

"Such a good little slut." izzy barely whispered. "I mean helper. Such a good little helper."

an: lookk im finally posting and tell me why i thought i posted this yesterday but i accidentally saved it in drafts 😭

Conflicted Chapter 28🎀:

Maddy P.O.V

After two weeks of rotting in my bed, I summoned the nerve to seek out Axl again after he requested that I visit him.

He contacted me about a month ago and tried to call again, but I wasn't feeling well and had avoided meeting or talking to anyone for the past few weeks because I was still dealing with the Izzy situation.

What made it even more difficult for me was the fact that Izzy never called; every day, I would wake up and travel down the stairs to ask my mother if he had.

She would discreetly shake her head and give me a pity look, which I despised since I didn't want my mother to feel bad for believing someone like Izzy would bother to contact me

“Maddy!”

“What?” I replied, glancing up from my bowl of cereal, wondering if I was talking aloud and whether my mother had heard me.

“Axl called again, he’s asking for you. I think you should answer hon.” she insisted, feeling sympathy for the redhead who had attempted to contact her daughter, unlike Izzy, which made her like him even more.

“Alright.”

…..

“Maddy?”

“Hi Axl.” I muttered holding the phone closer to my ear as I felt it slip out of my sweaty hands, all of a sudden nervous.

“I’ve been trying to reach you, but your mom said you weren’t feeling well. So, I thought maybe…. your feeling better?” he asked.

“I-Well…honestly,I’ve been avoiding your calls and I wasn’t feeling so good.” I sighed.

“I figured,..…..I’ve missed you, so has Duff y’know. I think you should give him a call.”

"No, thanks,….and if you called to get me back on good terms with my brother, who embarrassed me and never apologized, then no." I spat, eager to hang up.

"Okay, just hear me out. Izzy's doing good. But your brother isn't doing so well, and he's still upset with Izzy, which is disrupting our live shows." he explained.

"I couldn’t care less about Izzy,….my brother knows what he did." I lied, simply because I was too stubborn to accept that I had made a mistake by choosing Izzy to have my heart, and now I had to face the consequences.

"I guess you're right…..so, why don't you come visit me here? Maybe after seeing everyone, you'll feel better?" he asked, holding on by a thread.

“Like who?” I scoffed.

“Slash and Steven. Those two ask about you all the time y’know.”

I cringed when I heard those two names because they had nothing to do with the fight that had broken out that night, but rather with the falling out. I felt horrible for not communicating with them because I knew they meant well and I adored them both, especially Slash.

He was also the one who cared the most about me when I was fighting with Izzy or Axl.

“Fine. But I’m only coming to see Slash or Steven and maybe…you.” I spoke into the telephone.

“Great. I’ll fly you out and I’ve already spoken with your mom about the idea and she’s fine with it.” he told me, grinning on the other side of the phone.

“See you then I guess.” I replied, ending the phone call and letting out a deep breathe.

I was already regretting agreeing to this.

… … …

“Maddy! Over here!” I heard a voice yell from across the L.A.X airport.

My flight had left yesterday, late night, so when I landed it was practically morning in the sunny city of Los Angeles.

“Yes I see you.” I sighed, rolling my eyes at the sudden memories that came rushing back as soon as I spotted Axl and his red hair that were full of past memories.

He slipped past me at first, not recognizing my newly dyed hair, which was now shoulder length and half the length of his, giving me a little grown-up appearance but still appearing young and emphasizing my baby face.

“Oh wow. You look different.” he muttered taking a good look at me, up and down.

“Thanks?...” I replied, raising an eyebrow, wondering what he had meant by that.

“You look good obviously.” he added, playfully rolling his eyes as he pulled me into his embrace, squishing my face on his shoulder.

“I have the car out front.” he exclaimed, collecting my luggage as he led me out the massive airport's sliding doors and into the welcoming sun, as well as the hot wind that blasted me as soon as we stepped outside of the shade.

We spotted his car and rushed to it when Slash emerged out of the driver's seat to help me with all of my bags.

“Slash?” I squealed, finally happy to see someone who I genuinely missed.

“Hey! You’re not Maddy, what have you done with her and her blonde hair.” he teased, scrunching my hair, as he picked it up and examined it with his fingers, through his dark shades.

“I thought it looked good.” I huffed, matching his playful banter as I pouted and put both hands on my hips.

“It does. I’m just playin.” he smiled, pulling me into his chest with an arm around my shoulder.

“Ok, ok….you both are best friends, we get it.”

“But we should go now or else it’ll get late and the traffic will suck.” he suggested, hopping into the driver’s seat.

“Wait, sit with me in the back?” I asked,pouting my lips at Slash who was already halfway sat in the front passenger seat.

“Ok alright.” he agreed, softly slapping my shoulder before joining me in the back.

“So how is Izzy?” I asked Axl, who met my eyes in the rear view mirror upon hearing Izzy’s name being mentioned.

“He’s uh good. Why?”

“Just curious..” I replied, looking out the window at the familiar scenery I drove past not too long ago.

“Izzy’s been banging chicks left and right.” Slash laughed, unable to contain his jokes causing me to frown.

“Hey, it’s okay.” he cooed.

“Izzy doesn’t deserve someone as beautiful and pure as you anyways.” Slash told me, stroking my hair in an attempt to lift my frown.

Which wasn’t working because now my stomach felt all queasy and I wanted nothing more than for Axl to turn the car back around to the airport.

How little did I mean to him.

“We’re going to my house and I think all the guys will be there, so, just a heads up Maddy.” Axl told me, wincing.

“Whatever. I don’t care.” I sighed, leaning into Slash and resting my head on his inviting shoulder.

He pulled me closer in his arms and stroked my arm.

When we arrived at his place, I couldn't help but feel anxious about seeing Izzy again, and my fingers began to shake involuntarily. But I tried to remain composed and fearless as we climbed up the steps to Axl's new house, which was more accurately characterized as a mansion.

“Don’t be nervous. He’s probably just as nervous knowing you’re showing up.” Axl told me, patting me on the shoulder.

“Hey guys!” Steven exclaimed as he opened the door, reaching out to embrace me first and picking me up to spin.

“I missed you Maddy.” he told me, putting me down.

“I missed you too Stevie.” I pouted, feeling guilty about never properly saying goodbye to him.

“Okay, go on inside before the annoying neighbor comes back to complain about the noise.” Slash groaned, pushing me into the home as he followed behind.

Axl's house was skillfully decorated with bold tones, brightness, and lovely hues on the tiles and walls of the large house. He had also hung several art frames around the empty space, including a few photographs of Gun N Roses from their early days, as well as a couple of vinyls, to match the images to the songs played in the pictures.

“Your home is beautiful Axl.” I gleamed, looking around the surprisingly artistic place.

“Thanks. I had my ex girlfriend help me with a lot of the things around the house.” he nervously chuckled.

“Right.” I emphasized on the t, suddenly remembering the brunette that was once around.

“Axl what the fuck took so long?” I heard the familiar voice of Izzy call out.

Fuck fuck fuck.

“I thought you were just going to ge-……Maddy?”

Conflicted: Pt 6 🎀

A/N: i couldn’t sleep so I wrote this & now i’m sleepy asf so it helped , also i hope u all enjoy !!!<333 also this one is a bit longer than other chapters i’ve written!!!

Maddy P.O.V

I spent the whole night tossing and turning unable to sleep thinking about what happened between Izzy and I at the diner.

I knew I had to tell Duff one way or another but I wasn’t so sure if that was a conversation I was ready to have.

Duff convinced our mom to let me stay here in L.A under his care and I knew indefinitely I would be shipped back home the same day if he found out about Iz and I.

My pillow wasn’t doing any justice to helping me sleep either.

I huffed and got up from my bed opening the door to grab a pillow from the couch where Izzy was sleeping.

“Iz? Are you asleep?” I whispered looking at Izzy’s lifeless body in front of me or so it seemed.

I guess that’s how he slept at night.

Like a corpse.

“No. I’m wide awake Maddy.” he mocked turning on his other side away from the peering light through my cracked room door.

“Do you have a pillow I could borrow. I can’t sleep with the one I have.” I pestered placing both hands on his shoulder that was upright at his current sleeping position.

He turned back around to face me with his squinted expression and grabbed a pillow from behind to extend it out towards me.

“Thanks.” I squealed eagerly grabbing out to it.

“Not so fast.”

“You’re gonna have to take it. If you want it so badly.”

“Izzy come on. I’m sleepy.” I whined lightly stomping my foot.

“Hey I was too! You woke me up so you have to do what I say. It’s the rule.” he remarked.

“Fine.”

I went forward and tried to grab the pillow when he grabbed my waist and pulled me onto him.

“Stop. Duff will wake up.” I squealed scrambling to get out of his strong grip.

“I’ll let you go if you give me a kiss.” he smirked.

“Just one kiss Iz.” I strictly replied.

“Fine by me. As long as I get a kiss.”

I carefully leaned in, angling my lips to his, when he slammed into mine. I was about to pull away when Izzy placed his blanket over both of us, and the warmth was too appealing to leave.

I decided to get comfortable and straddled him while he inserted his hot tongue into my mouth.

He let go of my lips but moved on to my neck, leaving little hickeys against it.

When he discovered my sweet spot, I began whimpering, and he sighed into my neck sucking harder.

I couldn't help but let out a tiny sigh and involuntarily began grinding myself against him, causing him to breathe out and hungrily return to my lips.

He briefly stopped kissing me for a second before continuing and stopping again.

"Maddy, do you know how to tongue kiss or do you just not enjoy my tongue?" he questioned, gazing at me strangely.

How can I tell him that I have absolutely no experience with boys? I don't even know how to kiss correctly.

The only reason I got away with kissing him before was because it never got too serious.

“Uhm I-I’ve never really kissed a boy before.” I mumbled hoping he didn’t really understand what I said.

“I’m also a virgin.” I cringed wondering what his reaction would be.

“That’s pretty obvious now.” he said, looking at me with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?" I asked, immediately convinced that he would not want me anymore given his extensive experience.

"If you're a virgin then I can't be with you."

"What do you mean?" I asked, suddenly becoming defensive.

“I don't want you to loose something as special as that to someone like me which will eventually happen if you keep this up with me." he groaned, pushing my body off of him.

"Izzy, why are you acting like I can’t think for myself?”

"You can’t make that decision for me." I spat strongly.

“I’m not good for you, Maddy. You deserve someone like yourself.”

“Not a junkie," he conceded.

“Can’t say I’m surprised.” I retorted immediately regretting coming out here for a pillow in the first place.

“You’re right. I don’t deserve a junkie like you.”

I ran straight into my room leaving the pillow behind and vowing to never talk to Izzy again.

Why did I even think that he was different. Maybe because of his nonchalant demeanor it just never seemed like he was using.

But now I knew I couldn’t even trust Izzy. I never had a great relationship with drugs. Not that I did any but I saw the way they affected Duff.

That was all the reason I needed to hate them.

The next morning I woke up ready to ignore Izzy and see his reaction but to my surprise he was doing the same.

He acted as if I wanted even there.

“Sis. Do you wanna come with Iz and I to the beach?”

I was desperately wanting a day all to myself to go to the beach but I couldn’t be left alone in such a big city.

And the company wasn’t exactly the ideal people I thought of spending a relaxing day with since Duff and Izzy were the most chaotic duo I knew but I sucked it in and agreed to come along.

“Oh and Axl is coming too.” Duff added before disappearing into his room to grab some things.

Perfect.

Axl coming was the best thing to happen ever since my mom let me travel to L.A.

I could use Axl to make Izzy jealous and realize that he wanted to be with me as badly as I wanted him.

My closet was awaiting and so were the cute bikini’s I decided to pick for the beach.

Duff wouldn’t be too pleased but I didn’t care because the whole plan was to make Izzy jealous and I was willing to do anything for that.

“I’m ready.” I told Duff coming out of the room in tiny shorts and my red bikini that I had bought from a sale at the mall here.

“Aren’t you gonna wear a shirt over that Maddy.” Duff groaned rolling his eyes at Izzy’s sudden behavior change.

“No. I think I’m pretty comfy.” I smiled walking past them both and out the door.

When we got in the car Duff had been trudging a huge bag full of soccer balls, volleyballs and other junk he had wanted to do at the beach.

“Duff I’m not sitting in the back with this stuff!” I stomped looking at the backseat which was halfway covered leaving little room for me to sit.

“Okay fine. You’ll have to sit with Maddy then Iz.” he said turning to look at Izzy.

Izzy didn’t say anything but nodded helping Duff push the stuff in the passenger seat before he closed the door and hopped into the backseat where I was sitting.

I hated in the middle since I usually got annoyed from having to deal with people on each side of me but I had no choice because Axl would be joining us soon.

“Are you both comfy?” Duff asked peering at us through the rear view mirror.

“Yeah. Fine.” Izzy muttered spreading his legs out and getting comfy.

Duff started playing some punk music really loud and completely drowned us out.

I felt Izzy’s leg’s touch mine each time the car went over a bump.

I huffed and moved over a little so there could be some room between us but for some strange reason the universe did not want that

And all of a sudden Duff made an abrupt right turn practically throwing me onto Izzy’s lap face first.

Izzy smirked before pulling me up and stroking my hair asking if I was alright.

“Stop.” I spat shoving his hand away from me.

“Come on Maddy. Don’t be like that.” he cooed grabbing onto my thigh tightly.

“Duff’s not even paying attention to us. Can I get a kiss?”

“No! You’re the one who didn’t want me last night because I wasn’t your perfect little fuck buddy.”

“I never said we had to fuck. But we could still mess around.” he said grabbing a piece of loose hair to twirl around in his finger.

I looked towards the front of the car where Duff was driving and noticed when he made the turn that one of the things he had brought was blocking him from seeing the backseat.

“Are you guys good back there. I know I can’t see you guys but I hope you both are comfy.” Duff asked.

“Yeah we’re good.” Izzy replied giving me a grin.

I rolled my eyes and pushed away from him but he was persistent on keeping me close so he grabbed my thigh and pulled me right next to him.

“Why do you keep moving away from me?” he asked pushing my hair out of my face and cupping my cheek.

“Iz you literally told me last night that you didn’t want me because I was a virgin.”

“I only said that because you’re so naive Maddy.”

“I don’t think you’ll be happy if you loose it to me. I think you’ll regret it.” he remarked to me with a sigh.

“I won’t. I promise. I like you a lot Iz. I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else.” I murmured looking into his eyes with a hopeful gaze.

“Take these off.” he whispered tugging at my tiny shorts.

“Are you crazy. What if Duff sees!” I panicked.

“He won’t Maddy. Just do what I say.” He casually shrugged as if he understood what he was doing.

I slowly peeled off my shorts making sure they pooled around my ankles just incase Duff wanted to look back but Izzy yanked them off my ankles.

He parted my thighs so that one of them was resting in between his thighs and the other was spread wide open.

He dipped his fingers into his mouth to wet them and reached down inside my underwear, running his wet fingers up and down my pussy before coming to my clit and rubbing it quickly and harshly in circles

"Izzy." I gasped involuntarily, bucking my hips against his fingers. I gazed up at him with lust-filled eyes and kissed him messy with my tongue, doing my best to leave a spit trail when I pulled back to look down at where he was touching me.

“You like that?" he muttered, leaning in closer to feel every jerk my body made in response to his finger movements.

“Maddy?” he asked.

“Y-Yes. I love it Izzy.” I moaned

“Maddy!”

“What Izzy. What’s wrong?” I asked looking up at him through my lashes.

“Maddy! Are you okay!” Izzy asked shaking my body to wake me up.

I jerked upwards crashing into Izzy’s forehead.

“Owww.” I hissed.

“Fuck. I was just trying to wake you up. You fell asleep out of nowhere so I got worried.” he groaned rubbing his forehead where I had hit.

“Sorry.” I apologized reaching out to help him but he rejected my hand and scooting back to where he was sitting.

Duff was still listening to his punk music with the radio blasting but there was nothing blocking his view of us?

Did I just hallucinate Izzy finger fucking me in the backseat just now?

I looked at him a little too hard earning a weird look from him which caused me to look away.

He was still ignoring me like he was when I came out to the kitchen in the morning.

I let out a frustrated sigh and scooted away from him and towards the window.

It wasn’t fair how he was treating me even though I was literally giving myself to him.

And it wasn’t even in a sexual way for me. It was more the fact that I finally found a man I felt safe with that I could trust with my body.

I guess he wanted something different.

Conflicted Chapter 27🎀:

Maddy P.O.V

The drive home from the concert was, to put it mildly, awful. I had no idea if I would be able to heal from the heartbreak I was currently experiencing.

I recalled hearing my friends talk about how heartbroken they were when they broke up with their lovers for the first time back in school, but I never realized how terrible it hurt until today.

But now I knew I had to stay away from L.A. for as long as possible in order to purge any memories of Izzy or anyone else from that band.

For sure I was going to miss Slash and Steven, but I honestly didn't want anything to do with them, and the best thing for me right now was to entirely disconnect from the group.

To tell the truth, I wasn't even sure if I wanted to see my brother again because he was the cause of everything that had gone wrong today, but it wouldn't have changed Izzy's decision to stay even if my brother had not said anything.

I guess I was rather irritated because my brother pointed out that Izzy did not love me enough to leave the band, which was not his fault.I suppose I was just a dumb young girl after all.

Axl P.O.V

To say I was upset at Maddy's decision to leave was an understatement, given that she was one of the rare girls I had met who, on occasions, I imagined having a true relationship with because she appeared to be and was different than every other girl I would stumble upon, who just slept around.

I knew she and Izzy were going to break up eventually, which is why I was trying to help her come to a swift decision, but instead she lashed out at me. If only she know I was only trying to help her, because, I didn't believe that Izzy would be as faithful as he appeared in front of her while she was away back home when we went on tour soon.

I've known him long enough to know that when he gets bored on the road, he likes to have company, specifically Pamela, and I knew Pamela was here for a reason, but when she saw Maddy, she became reluctant and backed off, not that Izzy was going to stop her advances regardless.

Izzy clearly cared about the girl, but I had the impression that he did not get along with her as well as I did. I believe we had something more unique than him, and I sensed it from the moment I met her.

“Bastard.”

“What?” I scoffed.

“I’m letting you know one last time to back off my girl.”

“Your girl?…Please, I saw you practically smoothing on Pam.” I scoffed.

“Oh man. Don’t act all innocent like you wouldn’t entertain it if a girl was coming into you, especially if they looked like Pam.” he retorted.

“Not if I had a girl like Maddy as my girlfriend.” I responded by immediately walking away from him, unable to handle being around him any longer without wanting to hit him square in the nose.

He followed after me, quickly, spinning me around roughly by my shoulder.

“The fuck.” I spat, shoving his hand.

“Listen motherfucker. Stay the hell away from my fucking personal life.” he roared, his eyes popping out, nostrils flared, and face flushed crimson with anger.

“No, you stay away from her.” I spit, getting in his face to let him know that I wasn’t intimidated.

“You just want to fuck her.”

“I already did.” I smirked, watching his face scrunch up with pure hatred.

“Your a piece of shit Axl.”

“You’re the one who was ready to take your pants off for a few quick seconds with Miss Pam.”

“You don’t know me.”

“I know you better than I know anyone.”

“…..If you think Maddy is in love with you than good luck.” he snickered, walking back to the dressing room smugly.

… … …

The next morning we awoke in Los Angeles. After such a lengthy absence, I was pleased to return to the city. But it didn't feel the same now that Maddy wasn’t here.

The city felt very different, a cold and lonely feeling she left behind, when her brother decided it was best for her to leave her, as for, Iz, to my surprise he was taking it hard and attempting to cope his feelings with whatever substances he sought.

Everyone was concerned about Iz and his recurring drug problems; not that they didn't have their own, but Izzy would usually take the most harsh substances and wind up messed up, which was bad for him and the band.

Duff and I weren't very concerned, though, because, well, for one, he had been too angry to care about his best friend’s drug problem, and he was still angry at his younger sister.

As for myself, I was in love with the girl the guy had broken up with, so I didn’t have a reason to care.

I sighed as I got out of bed and decided it was a good time to call Maddy and see what was going on with her. I grabbed my phone book and began searching through names and numbers to find Maddy's in order to get ahold of her before a drunken Izzy called her and professed his love over the phone only to wake up the next morning and never call her again.

After losing hope, I couldn't think of elsewhere to go until I came across for familiar name of her mother which was Alice.

It was definitely her mother, it had her home address on it.

I quickly grabbed a pen and scribbled down the phone number to the home address, and then hiding it somewhere Izzy couldn't get to, if he came over, and punched in the numbers, carefully punching in the numbers, picking up the device attached to the long spiral cord.

Brrrr

Brrrr

Br-

“Hello? Alice speaking.”

“Mrs. Mckagan, It’s Axl.”

“Oh, what a surprise! How are you doing honey?” her mother cheerfully asked.

“I’m good.” I chuckled.

“I was wondering if I could speak with Maddy by any chance?”

I wondered if she had told her mother what occurred that night.

"Oh, sure…..but, make sure Izzy isn’t around. I don't want him around her after seeing how upset she was the night I picked her up after their fight that night. She wouldn't even speak to me." she sighed, adjusting the phone cable to conceal the sound and signaling for Maddy to come down to answer the phone call.

“Hello?”

“Maddy….Its Axl.”

“I’m aware.”

“I wanted to ask how your doing and all y’know after tha-

“Good.” she interrupted, rather irritated that the touchy subject was brought up.

“Look, I was wondering if you would come visit me in L.A.?”

“Are you crazy!”

"My brother has basically blacklisted me from there, and I don't think I want to be around Izzy," she explained, her face sour at the mention of her now ex-boyfriend.

“Who gives a shit. You’re old enough to make your own goddamn decision.”

“And y’know, I was hopping maybe we could talk?” I added.

“Talk?”

“Yes.”

“Hm….so, what about?”

“Us.”

“There is no us Axl.” she huffed.

“Why do you just shut me off everytime the topic of us comes around?”

"I appreciate how much you care about me Axl but I think I need a break to think about everything before I decide to get into another relationship." she sighed.

I love you.

“But y’know how I feel about yo-

“I love you.”

The silence on the other line made me regret what I had said, but then she responded quickly with...

“I love you too.”

(short & sweet chapter …this series will end at 30 chapters so this is mostly a filler ! :))))