What's that sound I hear?

Chapter8; "So...you are Axl's gitlfriend I assume?"

I ran downstairs & out of the house. I looked to the right, no Axl, I then looked to my left and there he was. I ran up to him. "Hi" I said. " Hey, are you okay? Your nose is bleeding" I checked my nose, and yep, it was bleeding. "I'm fine" "you don't look fine" "I am, really" I wiped the blood away with a tissue.
We walked on, me following Axl.
"You know, I really want you to meet someone. He loves above a Chinese restaurant." "okay, interesting"
We walked up to the restaurant &I went through a small alley on the side. We walked into a door and up some steps. "Here it is" Axl said. He knocked on the door. "ITS OPEN" a pretty male voice shouted. We both walked into the small apartment.
Axl was walking a bit ahead of me, well basically, I was far behind of him. I was observing some art pieces on the wall.

"Hey Axl, good to see you. Look at these porn magazines I got the other day form Slash" the guy said, I assume showing Axl some tits.

I came around the corner and there was a hot blonde guy. "Hi" I said shyly. I couldn't get over how hot he was. "hi" he said. His eyes were sparkling in ways I've never seen before. I may or may not already be daydreaming about him. Axl slowly pushed us together. I hated it when people did that, but in this moment I and zero problems with it. "Hi, I'm Michael McKagan" "Hi, Baily, nice meeting you" I said. "So... you are Axl's girlfriend I assume" "No, actually, we're just friends." I looked over at Axl, who wasting through the magazines. "You look really nice, I look those shoes" Michael said. "Thanks" I said, "I like your shirt, one of my faves" Sex Pistols it read, never heard of them. "Really? What's your favourite song?" he asked "I really like the old stuff" I made all of this up, as I said, I had no idea about this band. "yeah, the old stuff is good" he said "I prefer that too" he added. Axl to a text from someone "is it okay if I leave you here?" he asked me before he rushed off. "So, it's just the two of us now..." Michael said with a smirk forming on his face. "Sure is" I said walking over to the record player. I went through the records that he owned. I found Hotel Cali by the eagles and played it. I fucking loved that record, it really added a great vibe to the moment.

I walked up to Michael who was stil going through the magazines. I pushed the one in his hands down and his face turned towards mine. We kissed. big time, and I fucking loved it. We stopped, he picked me up and before I knew it we were laying on his bed. He reached under the beaded grabbed a bottle of vodka. he opened it and took a big fucking sip out of it, followed by another one. He handed me the bottle and I took a sip.

A few minutes later we were both drunk laying next to each other, an empty bottle between us.

"Where are you from?" he asked "I'm from Lafayette'' ''Like, Axl'' "I'll never get used to that name" "What do you mean?" "His real name is William, which is how I know him." "Really? He never told me that." "I literally only know because he was always on the news in Indiana because the cops were always looking for him" "Sounds like Alx" Michael said laughing. "What do you do for a living?" I asked "I work in the restaurant below us." He sat up on the bed and walked towards the living room bit, me following him. "Tell me something about yourself" he said. "Wel so, I'm from Indiana, we moved here cuz my mum thinks she'll be a famous actress. I love animals and music. Every now and then I suffer from an anxiety attack" "Really?! me too" he interrupted "sucks'' I said. "tell me more'' ''that's about it I guess" "I'm sure there's a lot more to you, but I'll figure that out through time" "No really, I'm just so boring that there's nothing more about me to tell you" "I'm sure that that's not true, like, what happened to your face, it's all bruised up" "My mum is a bitch" "wait, your mom hit you?" "Yeah, she did not agree on Axl staying the night, but we had a great night so it's okay" I said laughing. "you had a great night with Axl ayyy" "We didn't do anything, I just went to a really lame bar with a friend and ended up with Axl as a new friend" "What bar? There are no lame bars in LA'' "I cant remember what it was called sorry, but I just didn't feel welcome there, just need to find my twist here." "Exactly, every bar here is fucking wonderful" 

About an hour passed of us just talking about nothing. "Don't you need to go home sometime" Michael asked. "Eh, no, actually not. Can I stay the night here?" "Sure" 

I checked my phone and noticed that I had a text from Axl, I read it. It basically said that he wasn't coming back. "Axl is gonna stay away by the way" I said. "Oh okay, great" "Why's that great?" "Oh, did I say that out loud" "yes you did" I said and laughed. "It's okay tho, I was thinking the same" "Really?" "Yes I did" "Come here then" he said as he picked me up and threw me on the bed. He took of my shirt, this hadn't happened in quite some time, I got really nervous. My body is covered in cuts, scars , bruises etc. Everything started to twist. Why a panic attack now, why now???? I really tried to focus and keep myself together. Which somehow, I managed to do. I just laughed it off. (kinda-ish) I tried to just not think about it and just go with what ever was happening. By now Michael's lips were already on my neck, and fuck have I missed this. His hands were going further down up inside of me. I took off his shirt and undid his belt and it all went from there. 

-----sorry guys, I'm really fucking sorry. I dont have an excuse, just an apology. X -CruelGurl-----