Faded Memories (Guns N Roses - Izzy / Axl / OC)

The price for a date

December, 28. 2012

Melissa

'You're fucking kidding me, right?' Axl growled into the phone.
'No, sugarbutt. I'm fucking serious.' I couldn't help but chuckle.
'Don't fucking sugarbutt-me, Mel. I'm dead serious.'
'I mean it, Axl. You either come or I'll find someone who will take me.' I could barely hide a giggle. Axl's face was probably red of anger by now. I loved burning him up. This normally led to wild sex. Damn, I wished I was with him right now.
'No, Mel. No way I'm joining this shit. Charity or not.' God, he was so fucking stubborn sometimes.
'Come on, Axl. You're being childish. Someday you'll need to face this anyway.'
'No. I won't. Ask Izzy to join you. I don't care. This conversation is over.'
'Izzy is taking mom. I want a real date with you. Come on.' I said sweetly.
He was silent for a few seconds.
'There's no way he will let me take you as my date, Mel.'
'Yes, he will. He knows we get along.' I sighed 'If you're not in for this, I'll ask Slash. Perla is not in town.'
I could hear him crunching his teeth. Pushing his buttons was so much fun.
'I'm sure as shit ain't let you go with that fuckhead. He's not able to keep it in his pants.'
'So you're taking me?' I asked joyfully.
'No.'
'Axl.' I moaned.
He let out a huge sigh. 'Jesus, Mel. You're really expecting me to show up at that Kings of Chaos shit? These are all people I'm trying to avoid for years now.'
'You're still talking to Duff.' I rolled my eyes.
'But I'm not talking to Slash. I won't show up for this fucking show. You imagine what the press will make out of this? I'll have to get through that reunion shit over and over again, just for showing up there. Not to mention showing up with you.'

'Mel, honey? You ready?' A voice from the other room called.
'Look, I gotta go. But please think about it?'
'No, I won't. Where the fuck are you and who's calling you "honey"?' Axl asked harshly.
'Slash's.' I said plainly and heard him exhaling sharply.
'If this is a fucking joke Mel, it's not funny.'
'Chill. Izzy's with me. We're jamming. He's working on some new stuff with him. This is so exciting for me.'
'God, I hate this fucker. Any chance you ditch them and come over later?'
'You know this conversation is not over, right? I'm either going with you or with him.'
I heard him crunch his teeth again.
'Fine.' He said and I nearly cheered. 'But I'll just join the after show party. And you owe me.'
I chuckled. 'Baby, I'm gonna make it worth your while.'
'Not sure if this is gonna be worth it, babe. Not really sure.'
He broke the call without a warning. He was really pissed.

I snapped my phone shut, walked over into the studio and threw it onto the table.
Slash and Izzy were sitting on a couch, both a guitar in their laps, strumming. God, it was so exciting to watch them. They came up with lyrics and riffs so easily.
'What pissed you off?' Slash raised an eyebrow at me.
I just shrugged while Izzy chuckled.
'Ana thinks she's got a secret boyfriend. She's always closed up and won't talk about it.'
'Oh shut up, Izzy.' I hissed. He and mom were teasing me about this for days now.
'So, you've got a secret lover?' Slash joined. Seriously? 'Come on, pretty. Tell us old dudes, who's the lucky guy? We won't tell your mom. I swear.'
I rolled my eyes. 'If I'd tell anyone, then I'd tell my mom before you two. There's nothing to tell anyway.'
'I really don't know if I'd wanna know. Thanks.' Izzy said plainly. He was so adorable, being all overprotective. I really enjoyed that he wanted to spend time with me.
'There's nothing to tell. Really. And if you wanna know: I just talked to Axl on the phone.'
Slash's eyes went wide. 'You're talking to Axl now?' He looked over to Izzy. 'You're aware of this?'
Izzy took a sip of his coffee. 'Yeah. They kinda hanging out sometimes. You know I'm seeing him a lot.'
Slash shook his head. 'Yeah man. But him hanging out with your beautiful and extremely young daughter? Nothing you should ignore.'
'Hey. I'm right here, you know?' I glared at Slash. The least I needed was a suspicious Izzy on my heels. 'He's taking me to this charity thing with mom and Izzy. I just asked him to come.'
Slash nearly choked on his coffee. 'You fucking kidding me, kid? He'd never show up to a show I'm participating.'
Izzy frowned. 'He hates these things and he knows the other guys are coming, too. How on earth did you get him to join you?'
I shrugged. 'I asked nicely and told him you'd owe him for this because I need a date.'
'You told him I owe him? You're fucking crazy, girl. God knows to what shit he's going to make me participate next. God.' He groand. 'Why won't you take your boyfriend or so?'
'I already said, I don't have one. And for the record: Axl is the perfect escort for this. He's nice, he knows the business and he's your friend. And I really would love him and Slash making up.'
Slash let out a laughter. 'Yeah dream on, girl. He's never gonna talk to me. He hates my guts. Don't know why but he does. I don't fucking care. I've no hard feelings. Best thing I've ever done was leaving that fucking band.'
Izzy shook his head laughing. 'Honey. He's never going to show up for that event. Believe me. I know that guy for fucking decades. He is stubborn like hell. There's no chance that he'll show up to an event where Slash and Stevie are going to be seen. Even if he's got a beautiful chaperone like you.'