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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?”

Mean Girls (2004) dir. Mark Waters

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.”

… … …

Duff appreciation post

Conflicted: Pt.3 🎀

Maddy P.O.V

When I woke up I found some leftover cereal in a bowl and a few bottles of beer scattered around the place.

I went around the kitchen island and found a note attached to the fridge.

“Went to rehearsal with Iz. Be back soon sis.” Duff wrote.

I rolled my eyes and crumbled up the paper throwing it in the trash.

“What am I supposed to do all by myself!” I groaned looking around the quiet and empty apartment space.

I planned on waking up early and spending some time with Duff but I knew how important the band was to him and I wasn’t going to be a pain in the ass about it.

I just missed my brother which is why I wanted to be around Duff.

“DUFF OPEN UP. I’VE BEEN TRYING TO CALL YOU ALL MORNING.” yelled a deep voice from outside.

I opened the door and was met with a fiery redhead who upon seeing my face softened his features and raised an eyebrow towards me.

Axl.

“Is Duff around?” he asked leaning an arm against the door frame and peeking around the apartment.

“I thought he was with you rehearsing? Izzy went with him too.” I told him.

“Those fuckers. I knew it.” he barked kicking his foot against the wall.

I jumped up a little at his sudden outburst and backed away from the door.

“Shit. Sorry Maddy I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s just, we’ve been trying to work on a new song but instead of including me they go by themselves because apparently I have anger issues and spaz out when things don’t go my way.” he huffed

Anger issues? That’s for sure…

“That sucks.” I muttered staring down at my feet kicking the air softly.

“You probably don’t get it. I don’t know why I even told you.” he laughed giving me a look.

“Okay well Duff isn’t here so you can leave.” I huffed angrily.

“Could I still come in?” he asked giving me puppy eyes.

“Fine.” I said letting him through to Duff’s apartment.

“So what’s a girl like you doing in L.A?” he asked looking me up and down.

It felt like everyone in L.A dressed glam and metal except for me.

Duff and I were from a small town in Seattle and I didn’t really catch the whole punk vibe being from there but instead I had my own style.

I was a girly girl but not in a shove it in your face type of way.

I believe everyone has their own unique style and people shouldn’t be shamed for having a different style than others.

“I’m here to see Duff and spend some time with him.” I told him handing him a glass of water which he generously gulped down.

“Hm. Well since Duff isn’t here maybe I could show you around?” he asked with a smirk.

“I’m not sure if Duff will like that.”

“Oh come on. I’m not a bad guy. I won’t try to hit on you or anything but I can’t keep a promise.” he joked winking at me.

Duff P.O.V

Izzy and I had left to practice some lyrics and come up with a catchy riff for our next song without anyone else or Axl.

I didn’t really have anything against anyone but it was more peaceful when Izzy and I were the only ones recording in the studio.

The rest just brought chaos with them especially Axl.

Every-time a certain part of the song wouldn’t go his way or he wasn’t feeling in good shape to sing he would just throw a tantrum and end up leaving an unfinished song for us to finish.

Which is why I convinced Izzy to wake up early and help me finish this song for our next album.

“Can we go home now. I’m hungry.” Izzy whined pulling out a new pack of cigarettes and lighting one up.

“Yeah man. Let’s get out of here. I hope Maddy made something to eat.” I said hearing my stomach grumble as we both exited the recording studio and headed towards my car.

“Oh shit. I forgot my hat. Wait here.” Izzy said rushing back in the studio.

I groaned and started to make my way towards my car when I heard a deep laugh and a giggle accompanying it.

“Axl. We should get back now.” the familiar voice echoed.

“Got it!” Izzy yelled coming out of the studio fairly quickly with his hat in the air.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw two heads whip in our direction and that’s when I saw Axl and my little sister practically holding hands with how close they were.

“Axl Rose you motherfucker.” I yelled.

Maddy P.O.V

Axl and I were walking down the same street that they would go to record music often.

“Axl are you sure we won’t run into them here? We should get home now anyways.” I told him worried that Duff would show up any minute now.

“Nah. Don’t worry. I doubt they’ll see us.” Axl said shrugging me off and walking ahead.

“Are you sure?” I asked again catching up to him.

He leaned in close so that our hands were practically touching about to tell me something when I heard….Izzy?

“I got it!” Izzy yelled.

And when I turned around I saw my brother standing by his car shooting Axl the meanest look I’ve ever seen on his face.

Fuck.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing so close to my little sis.” he yelled shoving Axl causing him to tumble over a trash can.

“Stop it Duff. He was just showing me around the city since you decided to ditch me with Izzy.” I yelled at him while helping Axl up.

I could see Izzy giving me looks from behind Duff not saying a word.

“Relax Mckagan. All I was doing was showing her a bit of L.A.” Axl groaned rolling his eyes at my brother.

“Yeah right. And then afterwards you were gonna take her to your bed. Isn’t that right Axl?” Duff retorted grabbing me by the arm and moving me away from Axl while accidentally shoving me right in front of Izzy.

“Duff I think you’re overreacting. Besides I’m with Erin and she’s the only girl for me.” he told my brother as they got into another argument completely ignoring Izzy and I.

“S-sorry.” I mumbled staring at my Mary Jane’s which were accompanied by frilly white socks in contrast to the dark black rocker boots Izzy wore.

“It’s fine.” he murmured putting his cigarette to his mouth and blowing out away from me.

Axl was a handsome guy. But for some reason I never felt shy or awkward when I was around him or any of the others except for Izzy.

He had that effect on me where I went dumb and didn’t know how to speak properly.

“Cute outfit.” he said with his iconic smirk tracing his eyes over my pink mini skirt and white top.

“Thanks.” I blushed looking away from him and towards the other duo that were busy talking each other’s ears off.

“So how was your date with Axl?” he asked nudging me lightly on the shoulder.

“It wasnt a date. He was just showing me around!” I protested turning back around to give him a stern look.

“Axl doesn’t just take girls to see L.A.”

“That must mean you have something or look like something he wants.” he joked looking at me with an eyebrow raised.

He took another long drag from his cigarette before dropping it on the floor and stepping on it, coming close to my ear.

“If I were you I’d be more careful near Axl.”

“Especially when you wear tiny clothes like these.” he whispered bringing his hand out to play with the mini skirt I was wearing.

“Izzy.” I breathed out but before I could get another word out my brother stopped me.

“Come on Maddy. We’re going back to the apartment.” he said leading the way for all 3 of us to follow.

HENRY CAVILL as MIKE Hellraiser: Hellworld (2005) | dir. Rick Bota

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

crushing on my mans pt.2 😇😇

Conflicted: Pt.9🎀

Maddy P.O.V

“Fuck you Izzy!” I screamed running back to the apartment and slamming the door.

Tears were streaming down my face like a river, and I couldn't even talk to Duff to make things better.

I felt like I had done the worst thing conceivable to my brother, and the guilt was eating away at me as I stared at the ceiling.

I had to get out of here and get some fresh air. But I only knew of one place.

Axl’s.

He showed it to me while giving me the tour of Los Angeles. I actually liked it a lot since he had a house all the way up in the hills. Duff had mentioned something about moving there soon but for now I was glad they didn’t live close.

"Fuck it." I thought as I changed into a cute denim skirt and slipped on my zip up jacket.

I grabbed my sneakers and left the apartment ushering a taxi as soon as I exited the apartment complex.

“Where to miss?” the taxi driver asked me.

“The hills.”

“You got it.” he nodded putting the car into drive and pulling out of the curb.

It wasn’t too far of a drive but a good 15 minutes from where Duff lived.

As soon as I got to his house I quickly ran to the door knocking on it softly.

I didn’t want him to think I was so desperate to come and see him or else that would be embarrassing. Especially since I really had nowhere else to go.

“Coming!” yelled a deep voice from inside.

The door opened abruptly and there was Axl standing before me shirtless and wearing a pair of boxers.

“Maddy?” he smirked.

“Is it o-okay if I stay the night with you? Duff and I got into an argument earlier.”

“Of course. Come in.” he said extending his arm out to usher me inside.

“What happened?”

“He found out about Izzy and I. And then Izzy had an argument with me and stormed off.” I sighed trying my best not to cry in front of Axl.

He sat me down on the couch and comforted me about Duff.

“He’ll come around. He’s your brother y’know he’s just looking out for you.” he stated throwing his arm around me for a tight hug.

“So what’s the deal between you and Iz?” he asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Nothing. I told him I loved him and he ran off telling me I was just a kid and that he didn’t feel the same way.”

Axl laughed before shaking his head.

“Typical. He runs away from true love every chance he gets.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean Izzy’s a fucking dumbass who doesn’t know something good if it hit him in the fucking face.” he snorted rolling his eyes.

Axl scooted closer towards me and looked me in my eyes brushing my hair off my face.

“He wouldn’t know how to treat someone as special as you.” he whispered cupping my cheek in his hand.

“Axl.” I breathed out suddenly realizing how close we were to each others face.

“I’ve wanted you ever since I saw you Maddy.”

Now is the moment. This is what you were waiting for.

Anything to make Izzy jealous right?

I leaned in, softly pressing my lips against Axl’s, signaling consent.

And he responded by grabbing onto the back of my hair and forcefully pressing his lips onto mine.

“Fuck.” he muttered grabbing me and pulling me on his lap.

I continued kissing him as best as I learned from Izzy which was different from Axl’s style.

Axl was more aggressive and loved tongue.

“Have you and Izzy fucked yet?” he asked briefly pulling away from my lips and attacking my neck instead.

“Uhm no.” I whimpered unable to concentrate as he moved my hips back and forth on his hardened member.

He flipped me back down so that he was hovering over me and pulled my skirt down leaving me in my pale pink panties.

“Cute.” he grinned pulling them down harshly and throwing them on the floor somewhere.

He started to peel off his boxers when I stopped him.

“W-wait. I’ve never done this before.”

He stared at me like I had said a funny joke and looked rather amused.

“Your kidding right?” he laughed.

“No.” I whispered looking up at him and hoping he didn’t act weirdly about it.

“Okay well it’ll hurt at first.” he casually shrugged not phased over the fact that I just told him I was a virgin.

I suddenly felt weird knowing he probably did this to a lot of girls and didn’t care about being their first.

He threw his boxers on the floor and unzipped my jacket letting my breasts fall out since I didn’t bother wearing a bra.

“Fuck those tits are hot.” he groaned before putting my leg over his shoulder and gliding his dick back and forth over the strings of wetness that were connecting my pussy to his dick.

“C-can you go slow please?” I mumbled, suddenly feeling way too nervous about the whole situation.

“Yes baby. I’ll go slow.” Axl said leaning forward to pull me into a kiss.

I placed both of my hands on either side of his face so I could kiss him throughout the whole process hoping it would make me feel better but most importantly go by faster.

He pulled away for a brief moment to look down at his dick going inside my pussy when I thought of Izzy and how I wanted him to be my first.

But it was too late because all of a sudden I felt the worse pain I’ve ever felt in my life and saw Axl’s dick wasn’t even halfway in.

“Ow ow!” I squealed crunching my face in pain.

“It’s gonna hurt at first but it’ll feel way better after you get used to it.” he cooed planting his lips back on mine to help distract me from the pain.

He eventually bottomed out and started moving a little while later.

“Shit your so fucking tight.”

He took his dick out of my pussy before slamming into it roughly and pounded it relentlessly.

“Axl s-slow down please. It hurts.” I mumbled as he left large purple hickeys on my neck and titties.

“I am but I can’t help that your pussy is just fucking sucking me in.” he said lusting over how wet and tight my pussy was.

“Mmpph that feels good.” I whined feeling his dick hit a spot inside my pussy that felt so good.

He kept fucking me roughly as I felt my pussy clench around him rather tightly, feeling like I was going to explode.

“Are you gonna cum baby?” Axl asked pulling out quickly to spit on my clit and rub it in with his dick before sliding back in with a squelching noise.

“Y-Yeah ’m gonna cum all over your dick.” I stuttered with lust ridden eyes.

“Fuck yeah talk dirty to me Maddy. Such a fucking good girl for Iz but a total slut on my cock.” he moaned feeling himself twitch inside me.

“Cum inside me.” I whimpered grabbing onto his hand as mine shook uncontrollably from my orgasm.

“Yeah baby you want my kids. Fuck stay still.” he grunted blowing his hot load inside of me, filling me up.

He rode out his orgasm before flopping down on the other side of the couch and grabbing a cigarette.

As I came down from my rush I quickly felt a huge sense of guilt wash through me.

“What’s wrong baby?” Axl asked noticing discomfort.

“Nothing. I need to go home now.” I meekly responded as I grabbed my clothes suddenly feeling as though they were too small and I was too exposed.

“You’re not going anywhere Maddy. It’s like 3 in the morning and I don’t want you going in a taxi alone at this time.” he argued grabbing my hand.

I shoved my hand away from his grasp and scooted closer to the end of the couch where he wasn’t.

“Okay I’ll sleep here then.” I harshly respond.

“Did I do something?” Axl asked wondering why I was acting so weird all of a sudden.

“No I just-….I’m tired is all.” I replied with a forced smile.

He nodded in response and left me alone as I soon fell deep into sleep forgetting about Duff and how I was going to explain to him why I was gone the whole night.

………

The next morning I woke up to a loud pounding on the door and a familiar voice.

I wasn’t exactly fully awake to comprehend who’s voice it was but went to open it anyways expecting it to be one of Axl’s house workers.

“Izzy?” I squinted rubbing my eyes.

“Maddy baby where did you go.” he frantically asked pushing my hair back to cup my cheeks accidentally revealing the dark purple bruises littered across my breast.

Izzy backed away from me for a bit analyzing my current state and my messed up clothing before gripping my wrist rather harshly, leaving a ring of redness around it.

“I fucking knew you would go to him after we argued.”

“Did you sleep with him?” he asked, nostrils flared as he felt sudden rage imagining Axl taking my virginity.

“Yes.” I replied bursting into tears.

“Fuck you.” he growled shoving past me to go find Axl.

“I can’t believe this.” a voice spoke from where Izzy was just standing.

Duff?