The Girl Gunner?

Chapter Twelve

It had been a while since we had all filed into the bar. Axl chose a table in the corner, secluded from the few people in the bar at the time. Everyone complied and basically as soon as we sat down, cigarettes were lit.

Slash saw me eyeballing him smoking and casually offered his smoke to me like it was nothing. He chuckled at my facial expression. I had never really smoked much in my life. Only drank.

"Really? You've never smoked before?"

Axl was the one to speak up, a condescending smirk on his face. The others just chuckled like schoolboys.

"No, not really," I mumbled, looking down at my lap.

Slash offered me the smoke again and I gingerly took it from him, feeling warm when our fingers brushed. He smirked at that.

Now they were all looking at me with anticipation. A nervous smile spread on my face. I then took a drag of Slash's smoke, instantly regretting it as I coughed.

"No! Ew! That takes like shit!"

Laughter erupted from the four men, and I couldn't help but laugh a little too.

"Sorry, they're pretty strong, huh?" Slash asked, chuckling at me when I nodded.

I brushed my hair back out of my face with my hand as we all relaxed into our respective chairs. The taste of cigarette gradually left my mouth and I found myself slightly craving the taste again, but I ignored it.

Later, we all had drinks around the table, Slash with a bottle. I had Jack Daniels and Coke. I was sharing with Slash as much he would let me.

"So, Nellie, was the most rebellious thing you've ever done?"

Duff's question caught me off guard. The warm feeling returned. 

"The most rebellious thing? You mean in school or...?"

"Anywhere."

I thought for a moment, internally scoffing at my memories.

"Well, I basically stole my guitars from work, I don't know," I shrugged.

Slash perked up, leaning closer to me. "Me too," he chuckled, looking more interested in what I had to say.

Duff smiled, nodding for me to continue.

"Uh... I took some of my dad's vodka to school in a water bottle. I regretted it. Burned like hell and got in big trouble. That's about it really."

Duff smiled, nodding at me. "Ever gotten wasted?"

I shook my head, smiling stupidly. "Nope, I can't say that I ever really have."

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Nothing but a few hours later, I was absolutely hammered. Everything was blurry and spinning, but I was euphoric.

"Steven... you are so hot. I want you to... do things... to me," I giggled, slapping Slash on the shoulder.

Steven grinned triumphantly, biting his lip. His grin fell when I continued to rant my feelings.

"You too, Slashy. I bet you two are wild in bed," I took another swig of my drink, then continued.

Slash shook his head, swinging his arm over my shoulders. "Can't you see that Steven likes you, Nellie? You two belong together," he said dramatically.

I nodded. "Yes, I know that, Slash! I really like him too... I want to do him!"

Steven smiled at me, rubbing the back of his neck nervously as Duff shoved him. I then turned my attention to Duff.

"Duff, I also want to bang the shit out of you, but I think you would really like Charlotte... She's got big titties!"

Duff smirked, leaning in, his elbows on the table.

"Who's Charlotte?"

"My roommate!"

"Where can I find this Charlotte?"

"Down at Strip Tease!"

"She's a stripper?"

"By night, yep!"

"What does she do in the day then?"

"She's a checkout chick at the supermarket."

"I might just pay her a visit then," he mumbled, smirking to himself. Axl rolled his eyes.

A few hours after I spilled my guts to everyone, I was now chugging water at Duff's request.

I groaned, clutching my stomach.

Slash made a noise, hailing a bartender who left to get a bucket. Slash shoved the bucket into my lap, and I held it.

"What time is it?" I asked, Axl answered.

"1:34am," he chuckled after looking at the clock on the wall.

"Ugh... I'm never fucking doing this again."

"That's what they all say. Even I did — look at me now," Duff teased.

"We should get home," Axl interrupted before I could answer.

He slapped money down on the table, standing up. Everyone else followed suit. Slash pushed me up, for forcefully, but Steven came to my side. He held onto my hand as we all walked out of the bar.

It wasn't a long walk to the house, but it felt like it. Steven was holding my hand the whole time. I still felt incredibly drunk, but I still could feel myself sobering up a little bit.

When we all got home, I put myself to bed quickly after having another glass of water.

I sighed heavily, laying down on the bed, falling asleep shortly after.

That was probably one of the best nights of my life.