Infatuated With You (Guns N' Roses - Duff McKagan)

Chapter Sixty Five

The band, Alison and I were now half way across the world in Mannheim, Germany. It had been three weeks exactly since Duff had asked me to hang on, so far things seemed to be going better than ever. I felt like instead of there being constant rainy/stormy days, we were now finally seeing the clear blue sky. I mean, we still had so much shit to shovel through, in our relationship, but we had finally crossed the rockiest mountain. It was nice, not crying multiple times a day, everyday. It was fucking great just being able to feel not miserable.

"How you doin' Shelia?" Footsteps sounded, as though they were trying to catch up to my pace.

Looking to my left to see Izzy walking at the same speed as me, I gave him a sweet smile. "Yeah, not too bad."

Izzy's lips tugged into a toothy smile and he nodded his head. "It's good seeing you smilin' again, I've missed this Shelia." Izzy wrapped an arm around me and pulled me in for a side hug.

"I've missed her too." I agree, stopping by one of the posts and staring ahead to see movement on the stage. The guys were in the middle of sound check, but Izzy had already beat them to it earlier today, that's why he had free time and was by my side. "So how are you?" I question, continuing to watch the stage. Slash was now plucking at the strings of his guitar, into the tune of Deep Purple's Smoke On The Water.

Izzy continued to have his arm around me and watched the stage as well. "Been fantastic Shell, you're looking at future Daddy Izzy." He says in a very proud tone.

"I know, are you excited?" I flicker my attention to him to see that his hazel eyes were sparkling under his dark fringe.

"Excited? I'm fucking bursting at the seams. I want to get my shit together at home for the baby, but it is a bit hard when you are on the other side of the world." Izzy's eyes caressed my face before they looked yonder, that's when his expression darkened and he looked pissed off. "Wait here, Shell." Izzy let go of me and walked back down the corridor we had only just walked up.

Watching Izzy carefully, I noticed him approach a woman. Just by the sight of her, I knew she wasn't just anyone, she was some sort of sex worker. Whether she was a stripper or a prostitute, she wore the skimpiest outfit I have ever seen. I doubt she could wear any less clothes without being naked. I couldn't quite make out her face from where I stood, but she had yellow toned blonde hair, which swished around her face in the breeze. I wasn't sure what was going on and what was being said, but every now and again, I would hear some sort of growl out of Izzy and every couple of seconds, Izzy would look back at me from over his shoulder. Who was she here for? Axl? Matt? Dizzy? Slash? Whoever she was, Izzy was clearly making it visible that she was not welcome. Moments later, the sex worker walked back into the direction of where she came from and Izzy returned back to me, looking flustered.

"What was that all about?" I asked.

Izzy inhaled a breath and shook his head. "Nothing for your beautiful head to worry about." He loops his arm with mine. "Come on, let's go see those fuckers." His eyes darted to the stage just before we walked off together.

Izzy and I headed over to the stage area, arm in arm and that's where we found everyone, including Alison. As for Duff, he was all the way across the stage, sitting high up on an amplifier. "I'm going to go see Duff." I state, pulling my arm from Izzy and walking across the stage. As I did, I had to pass Slash, who greeted me with a smirk.

"What's shakin' baby?" He called over plucking his strings.

"I dunno, you tell me." I replied, continuing on my way over to Duff. Just as I got to the amplifier, Duff's golden eyes flickered to me and he leaned down over the side with his arm outstretched.