November Rain - a Duff McKagan and Slash Love Triangle

Chapter Seven- You Don't Mess Around With Jim (or Sophia)

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The weeks passed and the month changed from July to August. I had been living with the guys for about a month now and it was awesome, they were actually keeping the house clean, I was making sure they were eating right, and I got closer with all of them.

I ended up getting really close with Izzy, and he easily started to become my best friend. I still felt a little romantically attracted to Izzy, and I knew he felt the same, and there were a couple times that we were about to kiss and got interrupted by our, oh so lovely, roommates (do you sense the heavy sarcasm?).

My relationships with Duff and Slash were still going smooth, and if you had asked me who I thought I would end up picking, I would be at a loss. I cared about both of them, so so much, and they each meant the world to me, I couldn't even imagine choosing between them at that point.

So now here I was, sitting at my bedroom vanity, getting ready for work, with Slash laying on my floor,

"Do you have to go?" He whined, flipping over onto his stomach. I laughed,

"Yes, Slash, I have to go to work." I said, finishing my makeup and walking into the walk-in closet,

"But whyyyyy?" He groaned, dragging out the "Y". I laughed,

"Because if I don't go, who's going to pay for my part of rent?" I asked, laughing. Slash shrugged,

"We managed fine when you weren't here."

"Yeah, and what did you guys have? A box of pancake mix and Jack Daniels?"

"Ouch. That hurt Phia, that really hurt." Slash said, clutching his chest dramatically, as if he had just been shot. I grabbed a pillow off the floor and chucked it at him from the closet,

"Oh stop being such a baby." I said, closing the closet door and finding a white halter top and a pair high waisted, blue jean shorts. I pulled them both on and opened the closet before grabbing a red, blue, and white flannel shirt and putting it on as well. Slash looked up at me,

"Damn, you look beautiful." He said, sitting up. I smiled,

"Thank you Slash." I said, sitting down in the window seat to put on my white converse high tops.

Slash stood up off the ground as I did the same. I pulled my hair up into a pony tail and grabbed my scrunchie and my, "Breathe" bracelet, paired with a necklace with a small pendant on it. Slash came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, burrying his face in the crook of my neck and pulling me close to him. I laughed as I put a pair of small diamond studs in my ears,

"Come on Slash, I have to go."

"No ma'am. I'm not letting you go."

"Come on, Slash, I'll see you when I get home." I said, turning around to face him, his arms still wrapped around my waist. I looped my arms around his neck and smiled, staring into his eyes,

"We don't have to wait until then if you just stay." Slash said, pulling me against his body. I laughed and pulled away a little, but he still held onto me,

"Come on, let's go." I said, turning around. Slash groaned,

"Wait." He said, holding onto my hand. I turned back around,

"What, Slash? I'm gonna be late." I said, laughing.

He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me in, kissing me deeply. It wasn't as long as usual, but it was nice. When we pulled apart I looked into his eyes,

"Come on." I said, pulling him down the hallway. Just as I was descending the stairs, I heard Axl yell something,

"Sophia! Someone's here for you!" Axl called.