Axl Rose's Daughter

The Funeral

Jax's POV

I look around as we're standing outside, everyone is here. Our friends, our families, people that I've never met. I look over at Axl and watch the tears just fall from his eyes. In the last 19 years my father in law has lost a son, gotten divorced, watched his ex wife abandon her family for drugs, lost a grand child before gaining another one, then lost his daughter to drugs after she battled with addiction for years and was finally clean. It turns out one of the bartenders that evening had spiked her drink after hearing rumors about what happens when drugs get in her system. How sick does someone have to be and what lengths is a person willing to go to find out about a rumor. That curiosity cost my wife her life and my daughter her mother.
"Mamamama" I look down at Harlow as she cries out for Ivy. A stray tear escapes from my eye as I pick her up.
"Come here baby" I say taking her back from my dad.
"Mamama" she whines out rubbing her eyes.
"I know honey I know" I say pulling her into my chest to try and soothe her. I try to look back at all of our memories, good and back, wild and calm. We are all taken by surprise as it starts pouring down rain. I cover Harlow in a blanket before I look up at the sky with a small smile. Ivy loved the rain so it would only be fitting that it rained as we all remembered her. This last week has been a nightmare, I lost my childhood best friend and love of my life. As the funeral came to a close I felt my dads hand on my shoulder after I handed Harlow to Axl.
"Are you alright Jackson" he asked
"...no" I replied before I broke down and he pulled me into a hug. It was true, I wasn't ok. Ivy was the strong one who would always answer 'she's fine' when she wasn't and would still push through whatever was going on. And now I have to be the strong one, not only for myself but for Harlow. It was almost in that moment when the wind blew that I heard Ivys voice saying "I love you Jax"
My tears slowly stopped and I pulled away from my fathers grip.
"Everything will be fine, just give it some time" he said looking at me. I shook my head as we walked away. As I slide in the car and close the door looking at her grave site our driver spoke to me.
"Where to Mr. Hudson?" Before answering I looked down at Harlow who was soundly sleeping in her car seat. I softly began to smile at my wife's small twin.

"Home James, I'm ready to go home"