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

Ch. 26: Anywhere But Here

This was it. I'd hurt my best friend, I'd hurt the guy I liked, and worst of all, I hurt the whole fucking band. While they had been busy taking care of me, I was sitting on the side lines, scheming and plotting my next move just so I could get attention from a guy. What had happened to me?

I've become Jasey.

While the guys were gone, I called a taxi to come get me. As I stumbled out of the bus, carrying my luggage under my arms, I heard a voice.

"Hey."

It was Jasey. She was leaning against the bus with a cigarette between her fingers and sunglasses over her eyes.

"Hey," I muttered.

There was a long pause. I sat on my baggage and began waiting impatiently in the awkward silence for my cab.

"That was some speech you gave," Jasey said, sarcasm oozing from her words.

"Fuck off," I growled, turning to glare at her. "You know, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be in this mess."

Her eye brows raised. "Oh, I'm sorry! Poor Abby! Her friend made her go on tour with a famous band! Worst of all, some members of said band have little crushes on her! A whole group of hot men just fought over her! Boo-fucking-hoo. Your life is so rough."

I shook my head and turned away. As much as it killed me to admit it, she was right. I was acting like a total brat.

"Yeah, not to mention my best friend fucked the guy of my dreams and then went and did drugs with him while I was about to get raped," I muttered.

I was surprised when Jasey sat down next to me and continued smoking her cigarette. I looked at her, but she refused to look at me. Her eyes were staring off into the sky and she seemed to be thinking.

"I kind of thought you liked him, but I seriously thought you and Duff would make a better couple. I thought you guys were getting really close too. You kept hanging out and stuff and you and Izzy were barely talking in Europe," she said. "Remember? I told you that you and Duff were made for each other. That's why I left Duff alone."

I ran my fingers through my hair in complete and utter frustration. I was the dick here. Fucking perfect.

"I would never have gone after Izzy if I'd known," her voice cracked and she turned to me, removing her sunglasses. She looked hurt and I wanted to hug her, but she pulled away when I tried.

"I can't believe you really thought I was such a slut that I'd do that to you on purpose."

Her voice was trembling and she sniffled, looking away from me and drying her eyes. I felt the wind get knocked out of me and I wished I could just crawl into a hole somewhere and disappear.

"Jasey, I-"

A horn blared and I jerked my head just in time to see the taxi pull up to the buses.

"Have fun at home," Jasey said. "I'll catch you later."

Before I could grab her and make her stay, she got up and hurried away, rushing behind the bus to where I could no longer see her. I sighed and grabbed my things.

"To the nearest airport," I told the driver as I piled into the back seat.