Intertwined Hearts

Sassy and Slash

Prologue

I went to my hotel and mapped out wardrobe ideas. Shortly afterwards took a shower and threw on a spiked jacket over a maroon dress with some teased hair and. Thinking about Axl, then Slash in a repetitious motion. I couldn't really specify what I was feelin, or what I was going to do...

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6:00

The van stops in the parking lot of Gexa Energy Pavilion.

" Thank you so much," I grin, placing a paper bill in the glove box whilst he opened up the trunk.

" No problem, ma'am." He replied.

I looked at the place. It was almost 60% glass and very flat.

Security was already at the door. One of the men caught me looking, nodded, and turned away.

" Alright, that's the last bag." He answered, " Need any help gettin' that stuff in your room?"

" I think I've got it, thanks for the offer, and the ride."

He nodded and waved, hopping back into his van and driving off.

Here we go.

One of the managers take me to the backstage room, for me to set up my things.

The boys are rehearsing on stage with a quick mic check.

I'm preparing myself for the worst.

The rooms in silence, I'm laying out pieces.

" Which ones mine?" A voice startles my from behind.

I turn around and it's Axl.

My heart, that had just been stabbed, was beating hard, and I picked up his outfit and quickly handed it to him, " Here"

He examines it with his eyes, touching the material, " Not bad."

" The dressing rooms are to your left." I reply, looking away.

" Slash and Duff told me about last night. Cause, you know, I dont remember any of the shit that happened...."

My throat got sore and I got tense, angrily as sorting makeup.

" Didn't your mama tell you to look at the person you're speaking to?" He grabbed my

shoulder.

I swung around, my eyes felt as if they were going to water, " Didn't your mama tell you

that when a girl says no you stop!?"

A slap hit my face. It was light, but still stung.

I suddenly regretted saying what I did, I had remembered what Slash had told me earlier.

What did I just do.

He looked angry, as If he was about to swing at me again. But then he seemed scared.

" Axl...I-I'm sorry I didn't-"

He grabbed his outfit, placed a palm on his forehead, said, " It not you, it's me." and ran out.

I sighed and looked down at my shoes, and begin to pace around.

Anger and guilt filled my head. I'm staring at the wall, and beginning to feel sorry for him. But he hit me. I shook it off a bit.

A chorus of wolf whistles tickled my ear, I turn my head around and the rest of the band has entered the room, with grins slapped on their face.

" Hey look who it is!" yelled Duff.

" Duff I'm busy right now, Can I ignore you some other time?" I joked.

The boys ooed, I laughed a bit.

" Oh come on," Duff came over and threw his arm around me.

He had to be over six feet tall. I humorously looked up, my head all the way back, " Fine.

How's the weather up there?"

He laughed, like he hasn't heard that one, " It's clear up here. Are you getting snow or is that

dandruff?" He ruffled my hair.

" Shut up!" I smacked his hand, " It took me an hour to get it like this! You should be able to relate."

" Why don't you pick on someone your own size, Duff!" Steven played along.

" I wouldn't be talkin, man." Slash laughed.

" You like me, don't you, Rose?" Steven asked, looking at me.

" Yeah, of course!"

" So...who's the lucky guy?"

" Haven't met him yet. He probably has nice gorgeous locks, beautiful eyes...and great

abs." I joked, laughing at myself.

" Well, I've got a six pack." He smirks.

" Yeah. Of beer." Mutters Duff.

The boys laugh, playfully pushing Steven around.

" Alright, Alright! If you guys don't wanna go play in shorts and muscle shirts then I suggest you shut

the fuck up. Here, are your one of a kind wardrobes designed by me. They've got your

names on them. You have fifteen minutes. Go into your your rooms,

change into them and then come back so I can do your make-up. Got it?"

" Yes ma'am." Without any questions they split, grabbing their costumes and fishing to their dressing

rooms.

As soon as things get quiet, I grab a pack of Marlboro and open it.

Someone behind me cleared their throat.

I turned around, Slash was still standing there; shirtless and hatless.

"Hey there Sassy," he nicknamed me.

I chuckled, " What the hell are you wearing? Those little gray shorts don't cover up much, do they?"

" Hey I put on what was clean. I make a good Angus Young, don't I?"

" Whatever you say," I rolled my eyes.

" Axl's here." He said, bluntly, " He didn't remember shit. He was still stoned and-"

" I know," I sighed, " We briefly talked."

"...and?"

" He got angry again. But he ran out of here..."

" Sorry," he mumbled.

I shook my head and grinned, " Don't be."

" Don't you still love him?"

I thought long and hard about it, then looked into his eyes, " No. Slash, I think I love you."

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