You Could Be Mine

Goodbye

The show ended and I went to Slash's dressing room to wait for him. Ten minutes past and no sign of him until I heard yelling in the hallway. I opened the door to pop my head out and it was Slash and Axl going at it again. "What the fuck were you doing shooting Pam those looks?" Slash asked him crossing his arms towering over Axl. "She is a fucking dumb ass that's why!" Axl said back louder. "Why would you say that about someone you fucking care about?" Slash asked him and Axl died laughing. "That ship has sailed. She is ruining this band and needs to fucking leave." Axl said pointing his fingers at where I was standing.

"She is not going anywhere." Slash said looking down at Axl trying to stay calm. "Then this band is fucked." Axl said before turning around to walk past me. Slash walked to the room and moved me inside shutting the door. "That fucking asshole." Slash said under his breath throwing the beer bottle across the room. "I think Axl may be right. I don't think I should be around you guys. I have just caused problems between the band. So I think it would be best." I said to him and the look I got next was what I wasn't expecting.

"Why would you give that asshole the satisfaction, he doesn't decide what is best for "the band" when it has nothing to do with all of us." Slash said as he made his way to me. "Slash this can't be the right thing. You saw how he acted. Imagine what it would be like EVERY night with me here. The band would be over." I said to him trying to talk sense into him. It took me twenty minutes of arguing back and forth with him to finally get what I'm saying. He agreed it wouldn't be good.

We headed to the bus and we were off to our last stop on tour. Los Angeles, CA. It took us over six hours to drive there and once we reached our destination we arrived at a hotel, but I was stopped from unpacking by duff. "Leave your stuff here. You're going to stay somewhere else." He said with a smile. I noticed Slash was gone and I was curious as to know why. I looked at duff and crossed my arms. He knew I was basically asking him what was going on, and he said "just trust me on this. It's something I can't say." I moved closer to him and he was now up against the bus.

"You don't scare me. I'm not talking." He said putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing me away. He grabbed his bags and headed inside the hotel. I went to grab my bags, but I noticed they were already gone. What was happening. I wondered to myself until the security guard to slash and I walked up next to me. "Pam can you come with me please." He said to me before gesturing to the limo in front of the bus. "What's going on, Max!?" I demanded to know, but he was an even harder nut to crack over Duff.

"Just come on." He said escorting me to the limo. We got in it and told the driver to drive, after a fifteen minute drive we pulled up to a gate as if for a house. "Max?!" I said looking at him with a even more strenuous tone. He ignored me and the driver hit a button which caused the gates to open. We drove up to the house and I was escorted out of the car and too the door. Max just opened it didn't knock or ring the bell. "Max shouldn't you knock or something?!" I asked him not following him inside. "Don't need to. The owner is who I protect." He replied and I looked at him confused.

He walked into the house and I followed him cautiously. The house was empty and I followed him to the kitchen where I saw curly black hair. "Slash?" I asked and he turned and smiled at me. "What are you doing here?" I asked him. I walked to him and he hugged me then pulled away "Welcome home!" He said to me and it just hit me. This was my house, no wait, our house. "This place is ours?" I asked him in awe and he smiled and nodded. I screamed and then hugged him. He held me tight and then kissed me.

"One more surprise come with me, Max you're free to go!" He said before taking my hand and leading me upstairs. He opened double doors that led to the master bedroom. It was huge, with a master bathroom and a monstrous closet. "I can't believe this." I said as I ventured into the bathroom then closet. I turned around leaving the bathroom to find Slash staring out the window. I walked over to join him slipping my hand in his. He lifted up his hand and it was in a fist I looked at it "what's that?" I asked. He opened his hand and inside it was a diamond ring.

I brought my hands to my mouth then choked out words. "Is that-?" I couldn't finish and I looked at him he had a huge smile on his face. "It is what you think it is." He started to say then he took a breath "will you Pamela marry me?!" He asked and I nodded my head "yes!" I said tears welling in my eyes. He slid the ring on my finger and then he kissed me. It wasn't a small kiss, it was a raw passionate kiss. I was so happy to be marrying him.

Few months later....

The band was falling apart. The members were down to Slash, Axl, Matt, Duff, and the new guy Gilby. Izzy left the band and I was so sad to see him go. I was sitting at the dining room table trying to plan out the wedding while Slash was out with the band recording another album.  I was almost done with the invites until I got to Axl's I had to decide whether to invite him or not. With the way he was acting towards the band and I, I didn't think it would have been a smart idea. I though back to the times we had together as kids and I thought of him now, what could've happened.

I should go talk to him, but I didn't know what to say. I decided to take a break from the invites and go take a bath when I walked by the front door and saw Axl outside of it. I stopped and looked at him, he looked at me. I walked over to the door and opened it. "Axl." I said to him. "Can we talk?" He asked me, he seemed troubled. So I said "of course. Come in." I moved out of the way for him to come in. He entered and he wouldn't look at me. "I want to apologize for all I said at the concert a while ago. That wasn't right of me. I was just a little fucked up." He said and I stayed silent thinking back to that night.

"I don't know what came over me, but I know you needed some time to yourself. So I backed off, but I want you to know I am here for you. You're my best friend." He finished saying. I stood there with my arms crossed. I was disappointed in the way he acted it wasn't him and I needed to know why. "It wasn't the drugs and the alcohol that fucked you up. What really was it? I know when you're lying." I said to him with a serious tone. "That bitch I was with got in my head and told me you were all out to get me. So I flipped shit." He replied to me finally looking at me. His eyes were red as usual.

"You're fucked up right now aren't you!" I said to him loudly. He didn't respond or try to deny it. "Un-fuckin-believable! Axl just get out." I said to him and he walked towards me "no." I backed away "get the fuck out will. You're not the person I thought you were. You can't even face me when fucking sober. Get the fuck out before I call security!" I yelled at him and went up the stairs to my bedroom slamming the door hoping he left. That was the last time I ever saw him and I didn't even give him a proper goodbye. I sat up in my bedroom for the rest of the day until Slash came home.

I tried to put on a happy face and act fine, but in all truth I wasn't. I just lost my life long friend who I loved and cared for dearly. I didn't even know that would've been the last time I saw him face to face. The eyes I looked into weren't his. They were a strangers. W. Axl Rose was gone.