Free Bird -a Guns N' Roses Fanfic

Sixx

"And I would do anything to have you, except break Duff's heart."

"The problem is, I think I love you too."

I woke up and Axl was gone. I remember telling him about my feelings, and I fell asleep quickly after that. Where's he gone? Is he mad? I shouldn't have told him. I knew it.

I silently stepped out of my bedroom, feeling my toes against the carpet in which converted to tile in the doorway. I tiptoed onto the cold rock and looked around.

"Axl?" I whispered, hoping he would hear me. I creeped into the kitchen to see some pancakes and bacon, along with a note.

Dear Baz,

I went on a grocery run. I figured we could invite the boys over later if you want. Remember to practice for your show tonight. I'll talk to you later.

Sincerely,
W. Axl Rose

I nodded to myself and took a seat on the couch, picking up a cigarette and some of the papers on my table.

I glanced through them, seeing one that stood out, that wasn't my handwriting, and that wasn't my red pen. Axl.

I lifted it up, reading the words scribbled on the paper.

I see you standin'

Standin' on your own

It's such a lonely place for you

For you to be

Wow, this is deep,

If you need a shoulder

Or if you need a friend

I'll be here standing

Until the bitter end

That sounds familiar...

No one needs the sorrow

No one needs the pain

I hate to see you

Walking out there

Out in the rain

So don't chastise me

Or think I, I mean you harm

Of those that take you leave you strung out

Much too far

Huh. Maybe he does get me.

I lift up a few of the papers and get them in a small stack, then heading back to my room to get my guitar. I might as well get dressed.

I slip on a plain black tee and some leggings. After putting some thought behind it, I scribble down the last of the lyrics for a new song, and try out some chords.

You like the way she makes you feel

She got you spinning on her medicine wheel

She's crossing me with magnetic sand

She hypnotize with her mojo hand

She got the medicine that everybody wants

She got the medicine that everybody wants

She got the medicine that everybody wants

She got the medicine that everybody wants

Fire. I feel a hit coming on.

Yo, this is the actual song: (it didn't come out in the 80s but I figured we could pretend she wrote it back then)

I tweak it a little, then setting my guitar down and grabbing the food Axl made for me.

After a while, I call the boys and invited them over. They asked if they could bring some friends, but they didn't tell me who. I had already agreed.

About an hour went by and I expected the boys to be here in a few minutes with their 'friends,' so I decided I'd pick out some clothes for the show.

Walking into my humble closet, I eye the shoe box in the corner. That's my stash. It wouldn't hurt to try a little something, would it? I mean, I sell it to people all day...do you think it would hurt me?

I pick up the cardboard box, opening it with my shaky hands. Gently pulling out my handkerchief, my lighter, my silver spoon, a little baggy, and a needle, I spread it out on the floor. I've gotta think about this.

I grab my bottle of vodka from the other corner, opening it and taking a long swig. Here I go.

I carefully pour the powder onto the spoon, giving myself a generous amount. Grabbing the lighter, I watch it melt, and-

"I wouldn't do that if I were you,"

I take my finger off the lighter, turning around and spotting one of my glam metal idols.

"Look, if you don't deal with your demons, they'll deal with you, and it's gonna hurt. Before you take that, tell me what's up."

"Uh...Nik-Nikki Sixx?"

"The one and only. Now I would recommend setting that down before you get caught by one of your boyfriends."

"You don't have to tell me what to do in my own house," I mumble, putting the supplies back in the box and standing up.

"Maybe you should try and think about these things a little more before making an impulse decision like that."

"SHUT UP AND GET OUT!" I yelled, stomping towards him and pinning him against the wall.

"I like where this is going,"

I groaned, then slapping him across the face. I gasped at my own action, stepping closer to him and taking his jaw in my hand.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"No, I deserved that."

"What's going o-I should probably just leave," I heard a voice exclaim, turning and seeing Tommy Lee standing at my door. I quickly stepped away and put my hands behind my back.

I cleared my throat, then started to explain. "Uh...Tommy, this is NOT what it looks like...I, uh, slapped him, because, he, uh...he was being a jerk, and then I realized that I just slapped Nikki fucking Sixx-"

"So you guys made up by making out," Tommy chuckled.

"NO! No, no. Definitely not. I was just making sure I didn't really-hurt him."

Tommy laughed, then walking back out to where everyone else was.

"I'm sorry,"