one shots / Slaxl

It Doesn't Matter Anymore

Another day in L.A ! I woke up early today because I wanted to write and play something at the piano but I got in the living room and I saw Slash standing and smoking. I put myself in front of him and I asked

  " Slash, are you okay?" he blow the smoke in my face without saying anything at all. I stayed in front of him for some seconds and all he was doing was to blow the smoke in my face. I was starting to feel something for Slash and I left them for some days so I can clear my mind a bit and I realized that I'm in love with my guitarist.

  I'm suffocating in the smoke from his cigarettes. He smokes slow and then he blows in my face all of it. How can I tell you that I love you when you don't even wanna talk to me? His brown eyes are in pain and his hands are shaking but I don't know what happened because he doesn't wanna talk with me. Did I said something wrong? I haven't saw you in three days.. Stop blowing the smoke on my face! I wanted to say all those things but I was just watching him.

    Izzy came into the room and looked at me

  " Ax, are you okay?"

  " Yeah.. What happened to your eye?"

  " I got into a fight but it's okay, don't worry about it" if I looked more at Slash I  would had seen a bloody cheek

  " Did you two got into a fight?" I asked

  " No" said Slash

  " Then? What happened?"

  " Not my fault, ask your Lafayette best friend" I looked at Izzy and he shrugs

  " Am I the only idiot that doesn't now what happened? I fucking left three days and now here we are" Stevie and Duff got in the living room from their rooms

  " Izzy, your face looks shitty" said Steven

  " I know Steven, thank you for reminding me!" great I'm not the only one who doesn't know what  happened

  " Slash, why are you shaking?" asked Duff

  " Adrenalin" said him slow

  " Shut the fuck up, yeah, yeah adrenalin" said Izz imitating Slash

  " Any problem Stradlin?" said him from the couch. I was confused

  " Yeah I got many problems, curly boy and one of them is you"

  " Shut the fuck up, I'm doing all the fucking great guitar solos"

  " Don't start again, I'm the first guitar player in this band, you don't know shit" said Izzy calm but edgy. Slash stand up from the couch

  " You don't have any fucking right to tell me that I don't know. I play guitar since I was 10 and I'm the best player you've even seen and played with so stop before I punch you"

  " You want to punch me? Try again motherfucker!"

  "Izzy, Slash calm down" I said going between them. Steven was next to Izzy and Duff next to Slash

  " Axl, go the fuck away" said Izzy

  " No, don't punch him"

  " Let's see how great you are now motherfucker! I can beat the shit out of you. What? You got some praise for playing guitar and now you think you are the best?" said Izzy

  " I'm more good than you, that's for sure. Axl compose all the fucking best hits, you just start some of them. You are nothing "

" This band is here because of me and Axl so stop talking before I fire you "

" You can't fire me punk! " said Slash

  " Oh yeah? Says who? "

" Me " I said. Izzy and Slash looked at me. I had my hands on them
" Stop before I punch any of you. What the fuck happened between you two? Can someone explain to us ? Me, Duff and Steven are staying here trying to keep you from killing each other for fuck sake...."

  " This is between me and Slash, go"

  " Is Axl your girlfriend or your pet ? He can do what he wants. Don't you dare force him to do what you want. Are you fucking him or what ?" in that moment Izzy pushed me and punched Slash in the face. I fell on the floor and Steven tried to push Izzy aside but he couldn't. Duff was trying to do the same thing but nothing. Slash punched Izzy in the face too. I stand up and I put myself in front of Slash before Izzy was about to punch again, he punched me. I knew that was the only way Izzy could had stop. I started to feel blood in my mouth. Izzy and Slash stopped and looked at me

  " I don't know the reason but if I hear again anything from you two, I will beat the shit out of you! Do you understand?" I yelled at them

  " Fuck Axl, I didn't wanted to punch you. I'm sorry"

  " I know you didn't wanted that's why I did it  , it was the only reason  you could had stopped and it worked. About you Slash, no Izzy isn't fucking me because I'm in love with you... but I guess now it doesn't matter" I said going to the bathroom

  I looked into the mirror and my mouth was really bloody. I felt dizzy. Izzy came in front of the door

  " Let me help you"

  " No.. I don't want your help"

  " Don't be stubborn Billy" he started cleaning my face but he was bloody as well so I helped him too. We were again those kids fighting with the boys from school and after the fight would go at Izzy's house to clean themselves

  " I'm sorry..."

  " It's okay..."

  " I guess you should know about my problems with Slash"

  " Hmm yeah, I guess I should"

  " It all started when you left. We got into an argument because of a song and after we started to do more then just yelling and today he said something really stupid and I got mad, I said something shitty and he punched me so I punched him and you know I'm not a violent person "

" I can say the same thing about him... "

  Later that day Slash came in my room

" Can I come in for a second? "

" Yeah... "

" I'm sorry for the bloody mouth, the arguments and what I said about you "

" It's okay "

" You said that you love me?"

" I don't know if it matters anymore because you said that stuff and it hurt me"

  " Can you forgive me?"

  " No"

  " Why?"

  " Because that's your opinion,that I'm Izzy's girlfriend, Izzy's pet"

  " No.. I don't think that. I was just furios"

  " Okay"

  " I'm serious Axl"

  " And what do you want from me now?"

  " I-... I love you too"

  " I don't care. I can't forget what you said. I can forgive you but I will always remember"

  " Okay.. When you will be able to forgive me, tell me. I can't lose someone like you"

  " You already lost and you didn't even knew"

  " I'm sorry.."

  " I'm sorry too" I said leaving the room