Walk All Over You

Chapter Twenty

Scratching my neck, I watched closely as Mötley Crüe played on the stage, they were finally performing in the Von Braun Center in Huntsville, Alabama. Feeling a cold metal touch my finger, I glance down and hold up the necklace that had been wrapped around my neck. Where did this come from?

It was a strange type of necklace, the metal was shaped into a type of shark or even a crocodile tooth. The pendent even reminded me of a medieval dagger, I knew for a fact that it wasn't owned by anyone from Mötley Crüe, it had to be a necklace from Guns N' Roses. Biting my lip and furrowing my eyebrows I couldn't remember when and where I would have gotten the necklace from. Maybe it was Izzy's or Duff's, after all I had spent the night drinking with them. But I couldn't remember being given a necklace.

Deciding to go see who owned it, I wandered through the halls back to the change rooms, to where Guns N' Roses would be relaxing and drinking.
While walking, I took the necklace off by the latch and continued walking until the room came into view. The room was completely abandoned, but that wasn't saying I couldn't hear voices. Following the noise, I was midway through the room and just pass the lounge when Slash barged from out of the bathroom door, completely naked, the only clothing he had was a pair of jeans in his hand. Stopping completely still, and staring at Slash, I couldn't help but allow my eyes to gaze over his olive-naked complex. My eyes slowly trailed down his chest, down to where the outline of his hips pointed down to mass I wasn't meaning to look at. And boy was he a sight to look at.

"You!" Slash points at me and glared at me through his black curls. Quickly looking back to his face instead of his body, I almost stopped breathing.
Feeling my entire body go stiff and the hair on my back stand up, I stared at him almost fearing for my life. Slowly lifting my arm up which had the necklace in, I kept ahold of the chain and let go of the rest so it was dangling in clear view.

Slash dropped his jeans onto the floor, stood into the leg parts and pulled them up quickly before storming over to me to have another look. No underwear? Okay.

His eyes widened in shock as he pushed back his curls from his eyes. Instantly, Slash snatched the necklace from my hair and glared daggers at me, Slash looked down at the necklace then back up at me before he spoke.

"Where the fuck did you get this?" Slash angrily asks, clenching onto his necklace with one hand.

"I don't know, I found it around my neck not five minutes ago." I answer honestly.

"Oh bullshit you knew you had it, why the fuck did you steal it? And how?" Slash rolled his eyes and abused.

"I told you! I don't know and I didn't steal it! Why would I want something like that? That shit doesn't appeal to me." I cuss back. A simple thank you could have done wonders.

"Then how the fuck did you end up with it?" He cocked an eyebrow.

"Does it look like I fucking know? It's your fucking necklace, how about you look after it better then what you do now? And what, aren't you going to say thank you for finding and retrieving your stupid necklace?" I hiss. Almost rewording what Slash had said to me the first few nights of the tour, immediately after carrying up a drunk Nikki.

Slash smirked slightly in realisation as he caught on to what I was doing. I was giving him back shit, just as he had done to me.

"It ain't stupid, it's worth more then you'll ever know, and thank you for finding and retrieving my necklace." His smile was faint, but I could just see it there peaking on his lips.

"Your very welcome." I crossed my arms and looked away from him. Slash pivoted on his heels, facing his back towards me.

So it was Slash's, but how in hell did it end up on my neck?
Slash stood there with his back to me for a moment as he tried to latch the necklace together around his neck.