✮𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔰𝔬 𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔶✮

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𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯: I was in y/n car, driving to axls house, to get some of their stuff, I didn't want to be in that fucking room. The tension was too high. Y/n and I haven't even talked about what we did. I just pray she won't say anything to axl. I can't lose axl or y/n. Because if I lose axl. I'm out of the fucking band. I knew that for a fact. Look at Steven. He didn't do shit. He fucked his girlfriend. Already wanted to fire him. HE DIDNT DO ANYTHING! I actually did do something. That's why I was scared. I couldn't even imagine what he would do to me. I fucked with his girl. I quite literally fucked his girl.

I arrived at axls place. I just packed a few grocery bags of shirts and pants. I decided to clean up a tad bit, place was kinda trashed after the whole thing, having things flipped over, just shit everywhere. I wasn't doing a whole ass deep clean. Just a quick cleaning, I honestly was just trying to butter axls balls, because I'm honestly thinking about telling him. I can't live with the guilt. I know I shouldn't but it feels wrong.

What the fuck am I thinking.

No.

Yeah no fucking way I'm doing that. I don't need my head slammed into the cement. I would rather stay alive a little longer. I can't lie about how good the sex me and y/n had. It was fucking amazing. Everything about it. Her touch. Her lips. Her hair. Her breasts. Everything about her was beautiful. She was the most precious, loving, caring, passionate woman in the world. She was honestly the best sex I have ever had. I've never felt like that in my whole life. I wish I could tell someone. The only person that I could possibly talk to could be duff. He was the person I would go to when I felt lost. He was honestly such a good friend. He never asked questions if I randomly came over. He would greet me with vodka and hugs. What's better? He was always in such a good mood. I don't think I've ever seen this man mad. I was honestly thinking about going to his place. You know. Fuck it. I never do anything for myself. I'm going to duff motherfuckering mckagan house!

𝐃𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯: I was drinking vodka like I always do. Fucking living life. Happy as shit. I haven't heard from axl or y/n in a few days which never happens. Axl has been grinding this album for the last couple of weeks, I honestly really liked how everything was coming along. Axl even might let me sing on a few songs. We put out a few songs to keep the fans entertained. We don't wanna lose them now. I honestly love all of our fans. Especially the hots one. My favorite one that we put out was our cover of "mama kin" I just loved how ax sung it.

Well I was just honestly just sitting here bored as fuck. Doing nothing. Slash was busy, either fucking some chick, or getting high and playing guitar. Steven. I have no clue where the fuck Steven is. We don't question Steven. He always done his own things. *BANG* *BANG* some asshole banged on my door, scaring the piss out of me. I jogged over to the door, swinging it open, ready to punch the fucker behind the door.

The asshole was Izzy.

YAY! I haven't seen him in a few days, I missed my best friend, we would always hang out and get drunk and talk shit, "hey wanna get drunk and talk shit."

I told you.

Izzy said this with the biggest smile in the world, he was holding a bottle of jack, knowing I had the shit I liked, "what's up man." I said bringing him for a hug, I shut the door behind him. "Nothing much just had nothing to do." He chuckled slightly, when me and Izzy hung out we would watch horror movies so he already knew the drill, he grabbed "The shinning" I loved this movie, it was long, very long, but if you actually pay attention and watch, it felt like you were in the hotel, it felt like you were having cabin fever, I was a nerd for this kinda shit.

"So I came here to actually tell you what happened. Y/n had a miscarriage." My grabbed my mouth in shock, I literally gasped.

What.

I was in disbelief, I was excited to be an uncle. Well kinda. But you get the point, I can tell Izzy was upset. "But I fucked up duff. I fucked her." what did this man just say. He laughed nervously when he spoke. He knew he fucked up. You don't fuck with axl girls. None of us did. We didn't want our girl to get railed by ax. Poor Steven. "Are you fucking serious Izzy." I laughed with him. I was scared for him. "Yeah I am. I regret it but shit man. It was great. Honestly had to be the best, but axl was in the hospital while we did it." He rubbed his forehead in disgust, he was ashamed of what he did, ALSO HUH? "Fuck you mean axl is in the hospital?" I looked at him concerned, my eyebrows frowned when I spoke, "he had an accident, I'm actually supposed to be there right now." Izzy laughed rubbing his jet black hair, fucking up his hair in the process, "Izzy we have to go, come on let's go man." I grabbed my bottle and Izzy and made my way outside, this motherfucker had y/n car. Jesus Christ.

𝐘/𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐯: me and axl were laying together on his bed, being all lovely dovely, kissing one another, him gripping my thighs, saying naughty things in my ear, doing the same back, they only thing that was in my mind was guilt. I just fucked his best friend. Now I'm loving on him like nothing happened. I know he would lose his shit if I told him. I don't think I physically can. I would either puke or die. I want to be honest with him. We have had so many problems already. We can't have more.

Speaking of Mr Izzy stradlin, he has been gone over an hour maybe two, he was just supposed to get some clothes for me and ax and leave. He had my car so that's why I was freaking out. He better not fuck up my car. I loved my car. It was so tacky and pink I loved it. It was a black 1976 Volkswagen van, it was like a murder van but in a cute way. The whole inside was pink with different animal patterns, and had a bunch of rhinestones, as well as having a thick pink rug in the back half, it was really only two seater but I added a couch that was bolted down. Which axl helped me with, it took fucking hours. We were both sweating our asses off, we decided we were going to install it middle of summer, but then we mad sweaty mad love. Very sexy I know. Fuck I miss that. Everything was so simple. We have already been together for a little over a year. I really fucked up.

While I lay my head on axls chest, he rubbed my hair as my ran my fingers around his rings, then all we hear is loud commotion coming from the hallway, both of our heads perked up, well well well. Look who showed up. It was Mr duff mckagan and Mr Izzy stradlin. They had to be piss drunk. "What's up guys, I got your stuff." Izzy slurred his words throwing grocery bags full of clothes and other shit, axl looked at me rolling his eyes, he was happy I couldn't lie, he was pissed at them but was still smiling, "ax what happened to you man." Duff came over with a bottle of vodka, I don't even know how he got that passes the nurses, "man I got fucked up." Axl laughed hitting duff who sat on the edge of the bed, i took the bottle from duff, taking a swig, "hey hey not my booze." He snatched from hand, making me spill a little bit on my chest, I had a white t shirt on......

"Oops, sorryyy." Duff gave a half smile, knowing he fucked up regretting his decision. Axl looked at him and just huffed and rolled his eyes, "hey let's go party man." Izzy exclaimed, "hey asshole, I can't leave." Axl looked at him with a joking death stare. "Then me,duff, and y/n go party, we'll take care of her." He smiled patting axls head, he was so fucking wasted. "Go honey, have fun." Axl said patting my thigh, signaling me to get up, I looked at him, if he was being serious, I was honestly shocked, "are you sure ax." I spoke softly, rubbing up his arm, he nodded, I slowly got up, then I felt duff pulling my arm.

I guess we're doing this.

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