Since I Was Torn From You (Axl Rose)

Fourteen

I was laying on my stomach on the bed when I felt a hard slap on my ass. I gasped and jumped up. Axl was standing there smirking at me. "Axl!" I said. He crawled on top of me. "I need you, baby," he slurred. "No, you're drunk," I huffed crossing my arms. "Please, baby, you're beautiful, I need so, so, so, sooooooo badly," Axl said drunkenly. "No means no, Axl," I said annoyed. You know you want it," Axl said reaching into my pants. I just gasped and slapped his hand away. "NO! NO! NO!" I yelled louder. By now I could tell Axl was angry. "Why not?!" he yelled. "Am I not enough for you?!" "Of course you're enough for me. But I don't want to do it when your drunk!" I yelled back. "I'm not drunk!" Axl shouted. Drunkenly. Of course. "Yes you are!" I yelled getting out of bed. 

I began to walk away not wanting to deal with him. But then he grabbed my arm and jerked me back. "Don't walk away from me," he growled venom dripping from his every word. 

I looked into his eyes and saw his pupils dilated. Not only was he drunk but he was high on something and that scared me. He could hurt me. 

"A-A-A-Axl, you're scaring me," I stammered shakily. I could feel a panic attack coming on. Axl punched the wall beside me and I screamed. "You little slut, I'll do what I want to you," Axl said. He then smiled. "Now get naked and dance for me you little bitch," he said seductively. "N-n-n-n-n-no," I said as I began to shake. In another act of rage he slapped me hard against my face and his grip on my wrist was getting tighter. I kicked him in the nuts causing him to yelp and let me go. I ran to the bathroom and closed and locked the door. I heard pounding on the door and covered my ears and screamed. "Open the door, I'm gonna kill you!" Axl yelled. "N-n-n-n-n-n-n-" I couldn't even talk. I was shattered. Finally he went away. 

*AXL'S POV!* 

I arrived at the house party Duff had invited me too. He said it would be small and not that many people. But it was actually huge. I was going to leave and cuddle Diana but Duff insisted I get a drink. 

I'm not blaming anything on Duff. Afterall, he didn't tell me to get drunk. Or do drugs just a drink. But after he ran off with a girl a man walked up to me. 

"Hey, you wanna try this?" He asked holding up a pack of heroin. I was tipsy and just nodded. He injected me and I went home. 

I blacked out. I have no idea what happened after that. 

I woke up the next morning feeling nauseous. I ran to the bathroom by our bedroom and threw up. I hald expected Diana to come and rub my back or hold my hair back. But she didn't. Maybe she didn't hear me. That's fine, just a hangover. I brushed my teeth and sighed looking around the room for Diana. She wasn't there. I figured she was in the kitchen making breakfast so I walked down there. But she wasn't there either. 

"Dee?" I asked looked around the house calling her name. I began to worry and panick as I flew around the house looking every room until I saw her in the bedroom sitting on the bed. I sighed. "Diana, you scared me, where were you?" I asked walking up to her and placing my hands on her her hips. She pushed them away which made me confused. "We need to talk, Axl," Diana said. "Wh-what is it?" I asked afraid she wanted to break up with me. "Last night, you got high and drunk. A-and you s-said you w-w-wanted to h-have sex. B-b-but I didn't want to. A-a-and I walked away. B-but you g-got mad and a-a-a-attacked me. I r-r-ran to th-the bathroom and y-you s-s-said you w-w-w-were g-g-going t-t-t-t-to kill me," Diana explained before she began sobbing into her knees. 

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I hurt my baby. My girl. My everything. 

"I... I'm sorry baby," I said. "I'll leave if you want me too." "NO!" Diana yelled jumping into my arms. "Please don't go, I love you. I just wanted to talk to you about your addiction now you know it's hurting me too," Diana said. "I'll get better, I promise," I said. "But I need you to do something for me." Diana pulled away and looked at me. "What?" she asked. 

So here were are sharing the stage. I was playing Piano and she was singing November Rain. She sounded beautiful. I loved her so much. 

I was going to quit drugs. And it would be for her.

My girl. 

My Diana.