riches - slaxl

3, take me home

Flashback, 1982

"What the fuck is your problem?!"
we yelled on-and-on completely drunk out of our minds.
"My problem?! Axl, i cant fucking stand you!— you shove me and everyone away once we care about you. You confuse the shit out of everyone and me!" Izzy screamed, tears brimming below his eyes. I just stared at him; i had no other words to say. I was completely oblivious—this entire time i hadn't noticed it was me fucking the band up.
"Axl, i cant fuckin' stand how much i love you. And I hate you for being so god—damn unaware." My eyes widened. sure, i knew we always had something for eachother, but not this! I just wanted everything to go back to normal, when me and Izzy were just friends.

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I tried focused on the sound of the tapping of the rain on my window, but it was no use. I've fucked everything up; i hurt Izzy, and now I'm hurting slash even worse. I curled up into a ball, and lied there, letting my thoughts consume me. I was just so god damn confused— do i even like slash? Why the fuck did I kiss him? What is wrong with me?

Band practice is getting even more awkward now, tension radiates through the room, and our voices echo off the walls. i feel empty, like i felt back in Indiana, Lafayette. Izzy would be there as a shoulder to cry on, after my 'dad' was done beating me to—fucking—death. Not this time. It's like we hadn't known each-other; like we hadn't spent the nights writing songs together when we were young. i hated acting like the 'tough axl' because I knew it wasn't me. In reality, i felt small— i felt vulnerable for falling in-love with people that I would eventually break.

"Do you need a ride?" Slash looked at me, not in the eyes though. I didn't say anything; it was too hard for me to even get the words out of my mouth. I swigged down half of my drink, and looked down; not wanting to meet his brown—fucking beautiful eyes.
"Are you gonna sit there, or talk to me?" He spoke softly, with a cig bouncing with every word he said. I finally caught the courage to look at him.
"Just take me home, please."
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Hey y'all! Sorry this one was so short, and it's taking me so long to write because I was so fn busy this weekend. I promise this story will get happier— lol. It's off to a pretty sad start I know. I wonder how axl will finally open up to slash? I guess we will have to see..