Addicted to you IISteven FanfictionII

chapter 7

Lol this is a long chapter😂
I guess I have inspiration😅😂❤

Cara's pov:

Izzy and I had a lot of fights this last time.
We just have grown apart.

Izzy has with the Ju Ju Hounds a Tour in Japan in september.
And he took dreadlocks. It looks nice on him.

I sit down next to him on the couch.
"Listen, we need to talk." I say. I have thought about this for a long time. And we have talked about it a couple times before. But we never had the talk

"It sounds serious." Izzy says. I nod and just look at him.

"You told me when you saw me that first time in the Rainbow, you felt a spark. But then Steven said he liked me. When we started to hang out I started to feel that spark as well. So we both felt that spark when we started dating. One year later that spark was still there. Even when you were on tour, there was still a spark. After two years there was still a spark." I say and look at Izzy. He just nods.

"We are dating for three years now. Most couples with that spark talk about settling down and getting married. But after three years, our spark has gone away. It is nobody's fault. It just left. I know it isn't fun." I say and look at the ground.

"We shouldn't fight to stay together just to fight again." I say. We both look at each other.

"So you're saying we should break up." Izzy says.
"Yes. But don't get me wrong. I didn't regret a second of all of this. And if you want it as well, we maybe can still be friends." I say.

Izzy is just quit for a second.
"Are you going back to L.A.?" he asks.
I nod.
"I guess I'll pack my stuff and call a cab." I say.

"I mean, you're totally right. We have grown apart. But after being with you for three years, I will miss you." he says.

"I will miss you too. But we can still be friends." I say. Izzy nods.
I get up and walk to the bedroom. I get my bag and put my clothes in it. Izzy just sits on the couch and stares at the wall.
He gives me the phone book and I call a cab.
I find someone who is willing to take me to Los Angeles. It is a 30 hour car ride.

After some time the cab stops infront of the house.
"This is it." I say and look at Izzy.
He nods and opens his arms. I hug him.

"Take care of yourself." he says. I nod.
"You too." I say.
The cab driver honks.
"I need to go." I say and get my bags.

I open the car door and get inside. I wave at Izzy, he waves back.

"That guy looked familiar." the cab driver says.
"Do you know Guns N Roses?" I ask him.

"Of course." he says.
"Well, he was their original rhythm guitarist." I say.
"You're kidding! That was Izzy Stradlin?" He says.
"Yeah." I say.

"So are you his sister, or what?" he asks.
"I was his girlfriend. But we broke up." I say.
"And now you're going back to L.A." he says. I nod. This guy is nice but I'm not in the mood to talk.

"Do you mind if I smoke some pot?" he says after a couple of hours when we stand still on the side of the road.
"No. If you don't mind if I use some heroïn." I say and get my bag.

We just stand at the side of the road at a gas station. He is smoking weed and I'm shooting heroïn.

After twelve hours we take an other break. This time to get some sleep. We stay at a motel. It is cheap and really small.

There is a table so I can do some lines of coke. We still need to drive 13 hours. After we got some sleep we hit the road again.

"Well. This is your final destination." the guy says. I get my bags and pay him.
I start walking down the road.
I didn't even know his name.