✮𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔰𝔬 𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔶✮

ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰⁱʳᵗʸ ᵒⁿᵉ

𝐘/𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐯: it's been a around nine weeks since axl proposed we have been better than ever, with him doing shows here and there, my bump was already showing, we were good. It's hasn't been like this for a while, we were so happy, me and Izzy were good, we all had a great Christmas. Me and duff even were becoming good friends. Me and slash have always been friends, but I'm just happy to have these guys, for needs years all the boys got wasted, I had to stay sober, it was torture, I still had fun besides that.

This week for the pregnancy was really awful, I was in horrific pain, I was basically bed ridden, I didn't want to get up all week, axl was such a sweetheart, he was doing everything in his power to make me feel better, I tried to tell him to stop and that I'm fine, but he would be with me every night even if he came home late, he would get buckets in case I needed to throw up, waters to get fluids in my body, I couldn't ask for a better husband, our wedding would be in a few months since we have been saving money, we didn't want anything to big, but I wanted to be perfect.

It was 4:36 in the afternoon, axl was out, he went to Izzy's to work on the album, they still haven't gotten it done, they wanted this album to be perfect. They were probably in the studio for three hours a day, sometimes even five, I was happy they were so determined, the first album was getting some traction. They were getting hundreds calls from MTV, people were loving them. They loved axl especially, his attitude, his voice. I couldn't blame them, I do wish axl was home more though, I can't complain about it, he is doing his job, I worked at a local record store, I would go there six days out of the day, I got off early on Saturdays, I loved working there, my boss wasn't an asshole, sometimes I got free records, I didn't get the best pay but it was enough for rent, axl would help me out if I needed, which was the sweetest thing, I never had money growing up, so when someone gives me money I felt like I owned the person that gave me something, I always wanted to give not be gifted, but I wish I had money, I always did not in a greedy way. I had nothing growing up, sometimes I would go nights with no food. Living in hotels, but I always put my family first, which wasn't much family, everyone I had was leaving, I had my mom, and dad, I was very close with my father but it was walking on eggshells, it was like talking to a new person everyday, my mother was the same. I always put them first though. I put everyone first. The friends I had, which I have lost. That's why I loved axl. He made me feel wanted. That's why I love Izzy. He stayed with me through the thick and thin. That's why I love duff, he didn't treat me like a freak. That's why I love slash, he cared about me and would do anything for me. That's why I love Steven, he would always check up on me when I was hurting. I was happy I found these guys. I know I get looked at like a groupie, just because I was only hanging around men. Nobody knew that they were all I had.

I got home early today, since it was Saturday, I was just just chilling, watching television, then I had the biggest pain in my life, it felt like someone stabbed me in the stomach, I ran to the bathroom, I thought maybe it was a cramp or I need to shit, I wish it was that. All I saw was blood. Everywhere, I screamed from the top of my lungs, I didn't know what was happening, I was alone. I wiped all the blood, I ran to my phone, I called axls phone. No answer. Then I guessed he was at Izzy's.

𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲:𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐮𝐩
𝐘/𝐧: 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐗𝐋!
𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐲: 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧
𝐘/𝐧: 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐱𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥
𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲: 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐘?
𝐘/𝐍: 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖
ʰᵃⁿᵍˢ ᵘᵖ

𝐀𝐱𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯: me and Izzy were hanging out making music like we have been for the past weeks, we were really doing good time wise, we had so many songs, we were just going to make it a double album, since it's been a few years, and we have so much material, we have a lot of them finished, we still need to finish like 16 songs but it's okay, we have been in the studio three hours a day, we were so fucking drain mentally, my voice would hurt at the end of the day, but I would still sing.

Me and Izzy were finishing up the song that Izzy brought to me a while ago, we kinda forgot about it, but this shit rocks. While we were playing his phone rang, Izzy put down his guitar, picking up the phone, he face went white, he stared yelling at the person on the other line, when he hung up, he ran over to me. "AXL YOU NEED TO LEAVE RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" He screamed in panic, I got up looking at him with concern, "fuck you talking about Izzy?" I looked at him in question, "y/n is in the fucking hospital, I'll go with you. Just get your shit." He yelled at me, throwing me my keys,

Not my baby....

What happened....

My mind started to spin. I had no clue what was going on. I just needed to know what was the fuck is wrong. I took my keys from my lap, I ran out the door, not even grabbing anything, I fucking left Izzy, I didn't even mean to, I have never drove so fast and dangerous. I almost hit like five people, when I got to the hospital, I pushed everyone in front of me, "Where the fuck is y/n y/ln." I demanded to the lady working at the front desk, "excuse me sir, please calm down, who are you." This fucking cunt questioned me, "I'm looking for my fucking wife, just tell me where she is." I gritted between my teeth, she looked down, at her clip board, "room 213 floor one." She spoke in a small tone, she was scared shitless, I fucking ran to the door, all I saw when I walked in was y/n crying, with her head in her hands, "axl." She cried out, I ran over to her, I gave her the biggest hug, I held her tight, "what happened baby." I asked looking down, seeing if she had any cuts or anything, "we lost her ax." She cried even harder, I didn't understand at first, "lost what-" then it clicked in my head.

I lost my baby girl.

We just found that we were having a girl, I was so happy, I wanted to be a father. I was a father. I just lost her. We just had her. What happened. "What happened." I had tears in my eyes, "I had a miscarriage ax." She screamed cried, I could feel her heart. She was so upset, we were so ready for this baby. I walked out for a second giving her a kiss on her forehead, trying not to breakdown in front of her, I left the room, I just yelled. "FUCKING SHIT, MOTHERFUCKER, BULLSHIT." I kept going, I fell to my knees, all I saw was Izzy running up to me. Trying to help me up, "what the fuck happened?" I didn't even answer him, I just got up and pointed to   Y/n I still didn't want to believe this.

We already had names picked out. Her name was going to be. Sliver rose, I thought it sounded like a stripper name at first, but y/n loved every part of it, she was going to have my last name so I agreed, I started to love it. I loved sliver rose, I thought it sounded pretty, we were so happy. This isn't fucking fair.

I finally got up, I went back to the room trying to calm down. "Are you okay axl." Y/n got up from the bed, walking over to me, "I'm fine hun, sit back down." I spoke, I was breaking down mentally, "I'm sorry ax." She started crying again, I warped my hands around her, I didn't even care if I was crying now, I held her so tight, "don't apologize." I muffled into her ear, she rubbed her nails in my hair, "how long do you have to be here." I let go of our hug, "just for a an hour more maybe." Thank fuck. I didn't want to be here any longer, all I really wanted to do was fucking kill myself if I'm being honest. I felt like I lost everything. "I'm going to go to the cafeteria and get us some food." I said leaving the room. I couldn't see her like this any longer, I went down to the cafeteria, I honestly zoned out the whole time I don't even remember getting food, I just got it somehow, I walked back to the room, "here hun." I spoke with no emotion, I felt numb, she nodded her head with a smile, she leaned in for a hug, I just side hugged her. She kissed my cheek. I sat in the chair in the corner the whole time, Izzy and y/n talked, he was trying to make her feel better, I would . But I physically couldn't. I wish I could talk to her. I didn't want to talk to anyone. It was time for us to go home. Izzy drove y/n home. We had both our cars. But I did something bad. I went to Izzy's dealers house.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭:𝟏𝟕𝟏𝟓

𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐱𝐥 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?