✮𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔰𝔬 𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔶✮

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𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯: I have nothing fucking left, axl fucking called my mom, what kind of low blow is that, I fucking hit him, was the only thing I could do, he is going to fucking pay, you don't ever bring family into drugs business. I saw y/n walked in, axl probably fucking sent her, she said something I wasn't really paying attention, because I felt fucking terrible, but then I heard this, "do you need anything." Let's really piss axl off, I stayed silent at the moment but a few seconds after I said something obscure,"how about you fuck me.?" I said with a smug look, she looked at me shocked, (Izzy this isn't you, you're having withdrawals) *mental thoughts* "tell axl to fucking leave and do this for me now, if you want to help me." I gritted my teeth, she just nodded and walked away i assume she said something because before i saw him leaving through the front door, she came back to the room. "He is uh-, um , gone." She looked ashamed of herself, "come here you little whore." I said smiling wide coughing after it, she walked over, I want axl to come home and find me in her. I want him to see how I could make her feel. That's what I was going to do today or tomorrow or the next.

𝐘/𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐯: I didn't want to do this, I don't want to cheat on basically my husband, I knew this wasn't Izzy, maybe it was a sick joke, I told axl we needed food, and water, I gave him a list, I walked into Izzy's room after i said bye too axl. Izzy wasn't joking. "Come here you little whore." I heard him say coughing a tad bit, no , no he can't be serious, this has to be a sick joke "Izzy, you can't be serious." I tried to laugh about it, he didn't seemed amused. "I'm going to show you how much better I am than axl understand." I felt disgust come over my body, I wouldn't mind having sex with Izzy, but under these circumstances, no, no way in hell, he was having withdrawals, coughing non-stop, and vomit on the corner of his mouth, he was sick, in the head? Maybe. But I can't do this, "Izzy I can't." I said messing with my fingers, as he sat up, putting his hand on my thigh, "why baby, isn't your old man gone." He said with ignorance, rolling his eyes "what the fuck has gotten into Izzy, what did axl give you." I said getting somewhat of an attitude, "Who. The . Fuck. Do. You. Think. You. Are." He gritted his teeth, getting closer to me, honestly scaring the fuck out of me, "this is what you want,? Sex? Because if really that's it, maybe, but axl cannot find out." I say rubbing my head with my legs crossed, that didn't last for long, he got up and pinned me to the bed and started to violently make out with me, I couldn't say I didn't slightly enjoy what was happening, his lips were soft but also so passionate, one of his hands went for hair, the other went for my lower back, I shouldn't be doing this, I'm quite literally cheating, I didn't want this. I pulled away and stood up, "we can't fucking do this Izzy." "Why the fuck not, who cares if axl finds out, I'll be your provider I'll do anything for you, you'll be my number one y/n," he said grabbing my face and kissed me softly, then something happened, he turned away so quickly, and vomited into the bucket next to the bed, I rubbed his back, "I'm sorry y/n, I'm sorry." He pleaded and cried into my shoulder, "I don't know who that was, but it wasn't me, THIS FUCKING SICKNESS GETS TO YOURE HEAD MAN." He shouted hitting his head over and over again, I heard keys, oh no, axl was home, my lipstick was all over Izzy, I grabbed his face and wiped it all off, before he could see, Izzy looked at me confused and I pointed with my head to the door, and he nodded, hugging me tightly and not letting go, "I'm sorry, please just make me better y/n, I just want to be better."

𝐀𝐱𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯: I finally got home after y/n surprise shopping list, I put my keys in the door knob opening the door all I heard was crying, but it wasn't y/n it sounded like Izzy, "hey are you guys okay." I asked putting down the bags and walking to his room, I see y/n hugging him, "yeah we are okay, I'm just having a hard time with this whole thing, my emotions are all over the place axl." He said to me, with tears in his eyes, but he had a reddish purple mark near his lips, I could not remember where I knew that color, then y/n looked at me, her lipstick. That was the color, no,no,no, it can't be, she wouldn't do this to me, she said I meant everything to her, fuck that, she meant everything to me, she was the only women I saw this way, I have never loved someone the way I loved her, she was the only reason why I didn't shoot up all of Izzy's stash and kill myself, maybe she just felt bad for him.? Maybe he pressured her, I need to talk to Izzy. "Hey hun, can me and Izzy talk for a few." I smiled as I escorted her out and shut the door and locked it behind me, I can't have her walking in right now, I sat on Izzy's bed "Izzy I'm not stupid, I have given you more than one chance, did you make out or kiss y/n." I asked in a numb tone, he looked and me and just stood up and almost fell over in the process, "I'll get my bags axl, I'll stop fucking up you're life, and yes I did, I wanted to do worst, I was getting the mood swings and it was like I was a different person, and I wanted to take advantage of y/n, I personally didn't want to but my drug addict self wanted to." He said grabbing all of his bags, I stand in front of him stopping him by putting my hands on top of his, "Izzy I can't blame you for shit now, this shit, doesn't make you feel the way you think, I understand the derealization and the foggy brain, I helped slash when this happened. This isn't the first time this has happened." I said giving him a hug, he just held on and I could tell he was about to puke again so I grabbed the bucket and held his hair back and rubbed his back and sat on the bed with him, this isn't fucking fair, Izzy is a good kid, always has been, he just had a bad time with drugs and was a victim of addiction. "Axl.. I'm sorry" he said, I nodded my head no and didn't understand, this isn't fair. All I fucking know this is going to be a tough week.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟏𝟑𝟏𝟕

𝐀/𝐧: i understand the switch in personality sounds far fetched but it's really not believe it or not I have went through withdrawals and I was texting my friend at the time and I was mad and treating her like shit and then I was apologizing so that's why I wrote what I wrote because this happens and no one talks about the feeling of what it feels like going through this situation. I felt like I had to speak up and say this into my story.