Love Bites

Chapter 23 - You Know I'm No Good

Actually, Charlie liked the way she looked now. She had a fun morning with Elle, who helped her with new make-up and did her hair. It turned out to be she could be rather sophisticated and charming, even though her clothes still left much to be desired. Charlie was pretty sure she could compete with other rockstars' girlfriends...If they wore battered band t-shirts. 

- It's going to be fantastic! - concluded Elle happily, stepping back and looking at what she's done. - We are going to be famous together, you and me! I mean, you can become famous now, with such a pretty face. Just imagine, we are going to be on the front pages! Elle and Charlotte...Hey, what if they will give us nicknames? Something like the Stylish Twins? 

- Uhm, no, - Charlie bit her lip, - I don't think so, I don't really look like your twin, to start with...I would rather be a Toxic Twin.

- Don't be silly, Charlie! It doesn't matter! You know, Mary and Pat looked nothing alike...

Charlie knew Elle was sometimes like that. She would sit on the sofa for ages, dreaming about her future, then suddenly bursting into laughter, singing and dancing and telling everybody around she was going to be a star. At least she had her dreams. Charlie wasn't much of a dreamer so it was harder for her to believe in her lucky fate.

- I don't know who they are, and also, I don't really want to be famous. The fact that me and Duff are...well, together, - it was sort of weird, new and exciting for Charlie to say she was together with somebody, it doesn't mean I am a star now. I don't want to. 

- But come on! That's the most fun part! - Elle objected, crossing her arms on her chest, - don't cha want to have loads of adoring fans? Hella lot of lovely clothes? So much that you would wear something new every day? Posh cars? A big color TV? A huge house with a swimming pool? Yoir own fucking swimming pool, Charlie?

- But what for? - Charlie arched a brow. In fact, her and Elle's view on life were almost polar opposites, which not only made their friendship interesting for both, but also led to countless conflicts. Since they have started sharing a flat, they had rows nearly every second day. - I don't want people to know me because I'm on TV. If I ever become well-known, I hope it would be because of what I do. What's the point of being a star just for the sake of being a star? 

- But that sound good, doesn't it? Do you want to sit in that darned smelly flat for the rest of your life? That's just stupid, Charlotte, we are in LA!

- Got it, got it, don't worry. You just want to use Izzy to get some cash, and in case it doesn't work out with him, you have Axl, - Charlotte took an angry gulp of soda. She was annoyed and breathing so heavily she almost choked on her drink. - But why would you pretend you're so fucking in love, Ellie? 

- He knows. I told him I was...a bit of trouble.

- Still, that's just...bitchy.

- Fuck off and keep your nose out of it! You don't understand a fucking thing! - Elle shouted at the top of her lungs, jumping on her feet. Her face was read, her fists clenched and she just looked like she was about to faint. 

- Of course, how can I, - Charlie raised her voice. She got super irritated, too, but she was also tired of countless arguments. With Elle, it was better to pretend nothing happened, - well, see, I don't wanna fuck things up now...Let's just agree to disagree. 

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Despite the likelihood of going on toor anytime soon, the rehearsals were rare for the Guns N' Roses guys. So today the had a lot of work and were literally forced to do their best. 

- Being in a band is hard enough even when you don't have Axl fucking Rose as a lead singer, - remarked Izzy, sitting down and taking a lighter from Duff, - I swear if I have to play that song for another time,  I will shoot my fucking self!

- Better shoot him then, - Slash suggested, pointing at Axl's back. He was standing in a couple of meters' distance from them, a towel on his shoulder which he used to wipe the sweat off his face. - We will get another one, maybe somebody who can be satisfied with his work. 

- Why is he so raving pissed off? - Izzy wondered, fixing his long bangs so he could see clearly. He blew out and took a look at Axl. 

- I don't know. Frankly, I don't give a damn, - Slash shrugged, - he's one crazy motherfucker!

- Hell, but that's obvious? Heard the latest? - Duff looked around to make sure nobody was eavesdropping, - you know that girl he toyed with? She is knocked up! 

- So what? I doubt it's a problem for a guy with a head on his his shoulders,  - Slash let out a casual laugh, - he certainly got the money to pay for her abortion.

-  See, they don't do that after some period of time...Four months or so, - Duff explained. He stopped when both Slash and Izzy gave him a funny look.

- Why would you know, dude?

- Ugh, well, my sister...I think she told me, - only now Duff realized it may have sounded strange, - if you had sisters, you'd know, too!

- Okay...So who's she?

Who said guys don't gossip? They were sitting rather close to each other so nobody else could hear what they talked about, and Slash and Izzy looked like they were dying to know more. Duff didn't expect that when he spilled the beans.

- That model he hooked up with something like half a year ago...

- But they are all either actresses or models! Do we know her ? - Slash asked excitedly. Duff made a weird gesture to express unsureness. 

- You might, sort of...Actually, she is a friend of Charlie's. I think Ellie is her name.

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♪ Amy Winehouse - You Know I'm No Good

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