Through The Eyes Of

5-0

Axl

I know it's so wrong of me to be sticking my tongue down Erins throat when the taste of Izzy is probably still in my mouth. But hey I never promised to deliver her the fucking moon or anything. Apparently I must smell like Izzy too. Erin moves away from me and gives me an odd look. A look that tells me she's well aware I've been with him.

"Congratulations," she smiles at me.

I'm about to say thank you when she pulls me to her for another kiss. I'm a bit surprised actually. Maybe this is some weird dominancy thing. Maybe she has the need to remark Izzy's marked territory. Shit gets a little hot and heavy but kept at a PG13 level in front of the guests. We chat and make out for a while enjoying each other's company. Then my thoughts are interrupted by a sonic BOOM!

"What the fuck?!" I ask and jump up.

I run outside and see Izzy and Nikki laughing and high fiving one another. There's tree leaves falling with tiny sparks fizzling out on them. Two huge tree limbs are on the ground, their branches hanging onto the porch. A section of railing has been broken.

I rush over to them, "What the fuck is going on out here?"

Izzy just peers at me with bugging black eyes. His gun is in his hand at his side. He looks fucking terrified. Nikki chuckles and looks at me with eyes just as wide as Izzy's, but not an ounce of fear lie within them.

"Vision obstruction," Nikki motions to the mutilated tree, or what's left of the fucker. "We fixed it though."

I look back at Izzy. I can see his chest heaving and he keeps licking his lips and fidgiting.

"What the fuck did you give him?" I glare at Nikki.

"5 0," Izzy pants looking off into the direction of the sirens that are drawing closer. "Fuck! My stash!" he says before sprinting into the house.

Nikki chuckles to himself slightly and pulls out a couple of baggies. He sticks one in his mouth and swallows.

"Did you fucking swallow that?" I question too startled by his act to even begin with the rant that was brewing inside me.

"Yeah," he smirks and swallows the second, "Don't worry, I'm real good at puking."

"Sixx what the fuck is your damage?! Every time you're around you get Izzy all wasted and some fucking shit goes down! Now the fucking cops are coming you asshole! Did Izzy fucking fail to mention to you that he's a goddamn dealer?! And you have him waving his gun around?!"

Nikki rolls his eyes and looks at me, "And hes on top of stashing his shit as we speak. He strikes me as a resourceful dealer. I'm sure he has tons of places to stash shit. Bet it would take a dog to find Izzy's shit."

"And what if they have a dog?!"

Nikki scratches his chest, "I hate fucking German Shepards. Can't say they like me much either. But I hate fucking cops even more," His eyes turn and look as red and blue flashing lights turn onto our street.

"I can't fucking believe this," I grab my head. "What the fuck do we tell them? I swear to god if Izzy goes to jail I'm cutting the evidence out of your stomach so they take you too you demented fuck!"

He smirks and watches the cop car pull to the curb. "Just keep your fucking mouth shut and let me deal with these pigs."

A cop gets out with his hand on his gun still in it's holster. Nikki slowly raises his hands and gives them his signature smirk. "Problem officer?"

"We got reports of gunfire in the neighborhood," he says slowly approaching us and never taking a wary eye off us. Right about that time two more patrol cars show up.