||Think About You|| Slaxl fanfic ||

25. But this nightmare never ends

Slashs pov:

I walk in the kitchen.

Something feels off, but I can't lay my finger on it.

Axl walks in.

"Hey babe." I say. No answer.

"Ax." I say, trying to get his attention.

I lock my eyes with his, but he looks right trough me, like I don't exist.

"Axl?" I say as someone walks in.

I dont recognize her.
Long wavy brown hair, hour glass figure, skinny jeans and high boots.

"Hey honey." Axl says and kisses the woman.

I look away.

"Axl!" I scream and try to pick up a mug to throw it against the wall.

But I can't. I can't seem to pick it up. It's like its glued to the counter.

I hear little footsteps behind me.
It's Marley.

"Baby!" I say and go in for a hug.

But she runs right through me.

"Mommy!" She says and hugs the woman.

Axl joins them.

I can't stand it anymore and go to our room.

It looks so different.

A pretty bed, matching curtains, flowers on the nightstand.

I see a little card on the dresser.

A picture.

I try to take it in my hand. But I can't. I look closer.

A picture of me.

Axl and the woman come into the room.

"Baby, do you still need that pic of him?" The woman says and snatches the picture right before me.

"Yeah, he was my friend. Too bad he died." Axl says.

What?!

"No! I'm right here!" I scream. My eyes are burning.

"You didn't like him anyway." The woman says.

"Yeah, but still. It was stupid of him to take that speedball tho." Axl says as he crumbles my picture.

Boom.
A dagger right in my heart.

He and the woman start making out again.

He throws the crumbled picture behind him.

Right before it hits my face, I wake up.

I sit upright with my heart racing in ny chest.

I get my hair out of my sweaty forehead and lie back down.

I miss him.

I wonder if he felt the same when I didn't sleep at home.

I get up.

I hop in the shower.

I wander around the house.

I don't know what to do.