Book 1: You Could Be Mine (Izzy Stradlin FanFic)

Ch. 24: Not According to Plan

"Everybody, calm down!"

I was watching from the sidelines with a blanket wrapped around me as the security guard had Guns lined up and sitting on the ground along the side of their bus, and Mötley Crüe was forced to do the same in front of their own bus. All of the men looked like they were in time out or something, each one pouting or glaring at someone.

"Now, what seems to be the problem?" The guard demanded.

"They've got a fucking slut riding on their bus," Nikki spat with a cocky grin. "Apparently she only puts out for their band."

"You take that back!" Steven was getting all riled up again and shot up from where he sat, running at Nikki. I appreciated him trying to defend my honor and all, but I doubted he could do much with handcuffs behind his back.

"Sit!" The officer ordered, lifting his pepper spray and aiming it at Steven.

Steven grumbled a slur of curses, but sat down anyway.

"What's going on?"

I looked back and saw Izzy stepping from the tour bus, he had a bewildered look on his face. Jasey followed behind him, and she didn't look worried at all. She actually seemed apathetic and unaware of her surroundings. I noticed her pupils were dilated and almost instantly I knew what she and Izzy had been so busy doing.

"We had a fight," Duff said, shooting a sour look at Nikki.

"Over what?"

"He was trying to rape Abby!" Steven growled.

Izzy looked to me, seeing me clutching my blanket and shivering, and then looked over at Nikki who was still smiling, his hair and face covered in white powder. Izzy slowly stepped from the bus and began walking towards the guard, pretending to go to speak to him. Instead, just as he reached the guard, he turned and sprinted at Nikki, pummeling him with his fists and kicking him.

"Hey! Halt! Halt!" The guard charged at Izzy, easily picking him up and throwing him back towards his band mates, who were all now cheering him on.

Doug Goldstein, Guns N Roses' tour manager, jogged up to the scene with who I assumed was Mötley's manager following close behind.

"Shit!" Doug hissed. "This is a disaster!"

The other manager pointed at his band. "You guys are coming with me."

The band stood up and stumbled away. Nikki winked at me as he passed and I lost it, jumping onto his back and tugging his hair.

"Get this bitch off of me!" He roared.

I felt arms around me and I was ripped from Nikki's back. I continued to kick and flail as tears streamed down my face. I was pulled into a hug and my fury slowly died until I was just sobbing into this person's chest.

"Shhhhh," came Izzy's voice. "You're okay."

I continued to cry into his shirt as he ran his fingers through my hair. I hadn't meant for this to happen. This hadn't been the plan at all.