bad apples // izzy stradlin x fem!reader

and its a cold day

it's been about a month since that night with izzy, and i still can't remember anything. i don't know what drugs i was on, how much i drank, or what we did.

all i know was the migrane that came after hit me like a ton of bricks. that morning, izzy re-wrapped the duvet around me and let me go back to sleep next to him again until it was 10 and best to leave.

after that, he drove me home as my state was far too gone, to the point where i also fell asleep in his car, and i collapsed right back into bed. now that i'm feeling better, i still can't get izzy out of my head. and it's killing me.

so, to cope, sleep was the answer.

-9:18pm-

"y/n, y/n wake up." my brother ushered.

"fuck off tom" i said, turning over onto my front and drowning the noise of him talking out with a pillow over my head.

"y/n someone's here to see you, get up and stop being a priss"

the cogs ticked over in my brain for a second, a sparkle of hope it was him for awhile. i pushed myself up, and in my bad state asked. "only if you tell me who."

"izzy."

my eyes widened.

"wait wait wait are you being serious?! tom i look like shit at least let me get in the shower first!!" i exclaimed, quiet enough so izzy wouldn't be able to hear through the paper thin walls.

"fine but get in the shower quickly and i'll tell him to come in and wait." he replied.

relief rushed over me and i grabbed clean clothes and ran into the bathroom, turning the shower on and grabbing my shower stuff.

i turned the water as cold as it can go, letting the freezing water wash off all my stress with the feeling. i washed my hair and did all of my routine in record time, quickly shaving and washing my body before turning the shower off.

the hot air of the blow dryer felt like it was evaporating my shoulders off, but it got the job done quickly. i ran my straighteners over my hair and got into my clothes, finishing my skincare and putting concealer as well as mascara on as touch ups. luckily, my dark circles have finally subsided and i felt the best i had in awhile.

my stomach sunk, realising the conversation with izzy could go downhill very quickly, one of two ways.

then the door opened.

a/n : 419 words
so sorry this is short!! i haven't had a lot of motivation or ideas of what should happen next but i really don't want to tell you guys i'm gonna update and then not. so for now, this will do. AAA ITS NOVEMBER RAIN SEASONNNN i'm litr so happy 🤭 again thank you so much for everythingg, i read all of your comments:))

-j🩶