Conflicted : Pt.5🎀

Conflicted Ch 30🎀:

Maddy sat at the edge of the bed, contemplating her thoughts.

After Izzy had cornered Maddy, Axl came to see how everything was going and invited Maddy to come talk with him about something serious after he left her hanging downstairs. She politely declined and left to go in the empty media room where the tv was playing an ongoing loop of everything Guns N’ Roses.

But her eyes were fixated on the tall bassist and fiery redhead. Her chest tightening as she watched them.

Izzy turned, his dark hair catching the rays of the stage light, and it was almost as if his eyes found hers through the screen.

Even from the television, Maddy felt the pull of him, the magnetic force that had drawn her in since she came out here for the first time.

His quiet confidence. And the way he always seemed to know what was going on with her, whenever she couldn’t.

But then there was Axl.

Loud, brash and impossible to ignore.

Maddy dropped her gaze, her thoughts spiraling back to the moments that had brought her here, stuck between two boys who couldn’t be more different………

Flashback: 2 months ago

The first time Izzy kissed her, they were sitting in the room of her brothers apartment. It was a hot summer night, the air thick with the scent of honeysuckle. They’d spent hours talking about everything and nothing, their legs dangling over each others.

“You ever think about the future?” Izzy had asked, his voice soft, almost hesitant.

“Sometimes,” Maddy had replied, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “But it feels so far away, you know?”

Izzy had nodded, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, littered with glowing stars. Then he turned to her, his eyes searching hers. “I think about it a lot. And you’re always in it.”

Before she could respond, he leaned in, his lips brushing hers. It was tentative, sweet, and it made her heart race in a way nothing else ever had.

Maddy blinked, the memory fading as the present came rushing back. She glanced toward Izzy again, her heart aching. Things had been so simple back then. But now, everything was complicated.

Ever since Duff had found out, it had been nothing short of a rollercoaster of emotions tearing through her heart every single night.

Axl’s laugh broke through her thoughts, drawing her attention. He was leaning against the frame of the now opened door, his arms crossed, his signature smirk firmly in place.

And then there was Axl.., painfully arrogant, a whirlwind of ego wrapped in leather and chaos, his voice cutting through the air as sharply as his unapologetic self-importance.

But even in his world of glittering façades and hollow adoration, he couldn’t ignore her—the one who was real in a sea of fake smiles and fame-chasers. She saw through the noise, and for the first time, he found himself craving something deeper than the spotlight…..

Flashback to Duff’s apartment……..

It had been a chaotic party at Duff’s, the kind of party where the music was too loud and the air smelled like cheap beer and perfume. Maddy had been standing in the kitchen, nursing a soda, when Axl had appeared beside her.

“Not your scene, huh?” he’d said, leaning casually against the counter.

“Not really,” she’d admitted, glancing around the crowded room.

Axl had grinned, his green eyes sparkling with mischief. “Come on, then. Let’s get out of here.”

Before she could protest, he’d grabbed her hand, leading her out the back door and into the night. They’d ended up at the old train tracks, sitting on the hood of his car and talking until the sky turned pink with dawn.

“You’re not like other girls,” Axl had said, his voice low. “You’re… real.”

Maddy had laughed, shaking her head. “What does that even mean?”

“It means you don’t pretend to be someone you’re not,” he’d replied, his gaze intense. “And I like that about you.”

Now, as she sat on the worn down sofa, Maddy felt the weight of those memories pressing down on her. She cared about both of them, but in such different ways.

Izzy represented safety, the kind of love that felt like home. He was the boy who knew her favorite book, who remembered the little things that no one else did. Even when he would hurt her the little things he would do for her would make up for it.

But Axl… Axl was fire. He made her feel alive in a way that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

Maddy sat on the couch, legs curled beneath her, staring blankly at the muted television. The room was dim, lit only by the faint glow of the screen and the warm light of a nearby lamp. She wasn’t watching anything in particular; her mind was too cluttered with thoughts to focus. The weight of the situation bore down on her, pressing against her chest like an invisible hand.

The creak of the door broke her trance. She didn’t have to look up to know who it was. She felt his presence before she even saw him. Axl stood there, leaning casually against the doorframe, his leather jacket still on, as if he hadn’t decided whether he was staying or leaving. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into her, but she refused to meet them.

“I know you see me,” he said, his voice cutting through the silence. “But you’re choosing to ignore me.” He stepped further into the room, his boots heavy against the wooden floor. “The problem won’t go away just because you’re pretending it doesn’t exist, Maddy.”

Still, she didn’t respond. Her fingers tightened slightly around the edge of the couch cushion, but her gaze remained fixed on the television.

Axl sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “You’re making this harder than it has to be,” he muttered, his tone softer now, almost pleading.

Before she could muster a response, another figure appeared in the doorway. Izzy. His presence was less imposing, quieter, but no less intense. His dark eyes flicked between Maddy and Axl, and a faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

“You’re not helping, Axl,” Izzy said, stepping into the room. He crossed the space to Maddy’s side and crouched down in front of her, his tone gentle, almost tender. “Hey,” he murmured, reaching for her hand. “You don’t have to say anything. I know this is a lot, but I just want you to know how much I care about you. How much I love you.”

Maddy finally looked up, her eyes meeting Izzy’s. There was a softness there, a vulnerability that made her chest ache. He squeezed her hand lightly, as if grounding her in the moment.

Axl scoffed from across the room, his arms crossed over his chest. “That’s your pitch, Izzy? Sweet words and puppy-dog eyes? You think that’s enough?” He took a step closer, his voice growing sharper. “I’m more of a man than you’ll ever be. At least I own up to my mistakes. I don’t hide behind pretty words.”

Izzy didn’t flinch. He stayed focused on Maddy, his expression calm and resolute. “This isn’t about being a man, Axl. It’s about what she needs. And she doesn’t need someone who’s going to bulldoze their way through her life.”

Maddy inhaled deeply, finally finding her voice. “Stop,” she said, her tone firm but not unkind. She looked at Axl, her expression pained but resolute. “I can’t do this anymore. I care about you, Axl, but this… this isn’t right for me. I need to move on. We both do.”

Axl’s jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with a mix of frustration and hurt. He opened his mouth to argue but stopped himself. Instead, he nodded stiffly, his lips pressing into a thin line. Without another word, he turned and walked out, the door clicking shut behind him.

Maddy exhaled, her shoulders sagging with the release of tension. Izzy sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “You okay?” he asked softly.

“I don’t know.” she croaked thinking about the consequences of her actions.

“Hey, don’t worry about him okay?” Izzy groaned.

“I can’t just not worry about him Izzy!” she sternly replied.

“Why not?” he harshly asked.

“Because I care for him a lot.” was the last thing she said before getting up and leaving out the door.

authors note: thinking about ending this at 35!!

Conflicted : Pt. 13🎀

Maddy P.O.V

I spent the day alone at the apartment.

Duff said I was allowed to go and enjoy L.A. by myself if I wished but I declined. I wasn’t in the mood to go out. All I wanted to do was rot in bed and keep the sunlight out.

Izzy didn’t know about Axl and I’s encounter at the movie theater and I intended to keep it that way. I most definitely didn’t need Izzy riled up anymore than he already was when he left here last night.

He was mad at me because Axl kissed me but I don’t think he knew how much I cared about him. I would never let Axl do that but he did it out of nowhere.

But I felt as if Izzy was overreacting a bit about the whole thing.

Ever since I slept with Axl, I’ve noticed both of them are a little more stand-off ish than usual.

But today wasn’t the day to worry about that. I stayed home so I could relax and have sometime to think about what I wanted to do.

Should I just come clean about the Axl encounter with Izzy or hide it forever? Or should I tell Axl to back off and that I don’t like him even though I do?

I felt like such a bad person for feeling like this towards Axl but I knew that my feelings for him were just like a mere crush compared to Izzy.

Izzy was the one who had my heart and so, maybe it was better off leaving everything the way it was.

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“Maddy! We’re home.” my older brother yelled, letting the door slam behind him.

“That was loud.” I mumbled, staring at my brother and Izzy who were sitting on the couch now, facing towards me.

Izzy was staring right at me with an uneasy attitude while Duff was too wasted to notice anything unusual was going on between the both of us.

“Come sit.” my brother slurred, scooting over so that there was an empty spot in between him and Izzy.

I hesitated before slowly trudging to the empty spot hoping my brother would all of a sudden change his mind or drunkenly fall asleep,landing right on the empty spot.

But unfortunately none of that happened and I was now lodged between the two with little to no room to scoot over and stretch my legs out.

“My two best friends. I hope one day you’ll be my brother in law Iz! As much as you get on my nerves, I can tolerate you the most, out of all the guys.” Duff sputtered on the brink of passing out due to the heavy alcohol consumption he had done earlier.

“Okay man. I think you should take a nap or something.” Izzy scoffed acting as if Duff had just told him the worst possible thing ever.

“What’s wrong with what he said?” I asked, shifting in between the two of them to face Iz with my nose scrunched.

“I sure as hell wouldn’t want to be Duff’s brother in law.” he spat slumping back into the couch.

“I-f you need m-me I’ll be in my room.” my brother hiccuped while stumbling into his room.

“If you’re mad at me about Axl then you need to quit it already.” I huffed stomping my feet on the ground, annoyed at Izzy’s constant bullying.

“I’m not mad.” he shrugged, pulling out his guitar from the case.

I abruptly grabbed the guitar and placed it on the other side of the couch where Duff was sitting before he left and crawled into his lap, facing him.

“Please talk to me. M’ sorry.” I whispered, stroking his hair away from his face so I could see his eyes clearly.

“I’m not mad at you Maddy. It’s just, I see the way he looks at you and I can tell he likes you.”

“Well, you have nothing to worry about, because I’m in love with you.” I said, giving him a reassuring peck on the lips.

“I love you a lot.”

“I love you too.” he replied leaning forward to french kiss me.

“Show me.” I breathed out,feeling him grind up against my thin layer of shorts.

He tossed me down on the couch and climbed on top of me, pushing my hair away from my neck to leave glistening wet kisses all the way down to my breasts.

“Have you ever been eaten out?” he asked, looking up from my breasts on which he was sucking on with his swollen lips.

“N-no.” I whispered suddenly feeling small underneath him knowing he had years of experience, ever since he had joined Guns N’ Roses, women would just flock to the guys naturally.

Offering whatever they had which usually included blowjobs, tits and pussy.

He tugged on my shorts, pulling them off and throwing them somewhere across the room and placing a kiss to my panties which didn’t have a bow on them this time but instead a nice lace trim across the top.

I stared at the ceiling the whole time he was taking my panties off, feeling really nervous because I had never done this before and I didn’t know how exactly it was going to feel.

“Baby it’s okay. I’ll take care of you.” Izzy cooed gently grabbing my hand to give it a quick kiss.

I sat up on my elbows to see his mouth attacking me with kisses, that were so slow that I could feel the suction of my pussy every-time he let go of the kiss.

It felt foreign at first, since it was my first time having someone basically make out with my pussy but as he started to fuck my hole with his tongue, the sensation turned into ecstasy.

“Izzy!” I whimpered feeling his nose bump into my clit, making me gush out my gooey wetness even more, spilling onto my thighs.

“Fuck- get up.” Iz demanded sitting me upright.

“O-Okay.” I mumbled, drunk on whatever he had just done to my lower region.

He lied on the couch with his back down, asking me to sit on his face.

“I’ve never done that.” I muttered, feeling too shy to muster any confidence to do what he said.

“Come on baby. I’ll make you feel so good.” he encouraged, tugging on my hand to pull myself towards him.

I still didn’t feel confident enough but the ache between my thighs was slowly dying, after feeling the cold breeze of the apartment slowly diminish the arousal surrounding my bare pussy.

So I slowly swung my leg around Izzy’s face when all of a sudden he pushed me down onto his face and brought his arms around my inner thighs, locking me in place as he got to work.

“Taste so good.” he mumbled, sucking and licking all over my pussy.

I grinded back onto his face loving the feeling of hearing the lewd noises of his slurping and the kisses being placed all over my inner lips.

“Uh.” I moaned, taking off my top, leaving me completely naked for his pleasure.

He grabbed onto my breasts kneading them roughly, making me grab onto his hair to push his nose harder against my clit, feeling my orgasm coming closer.

“You like it when I eat your pussy huh.” Izzy groaned slapping my ass, making me buck my hips.

“Uh-huh.” I blubbered unable to speak properly as I felt his tongue trace my pussy up and down, side to side and in circles.

“So fucking sexy making all those noises for me.” he grunted palming himself through his jeans.

I whimpered uncontrollably as he suctioned his mouth over my clit, letting his finger slip into my dripping wet hole, in and out causing me to break down into tears over the pleasure.

“Iz- I’m cumming-“ I whined, feeling everything go black and arching my back as my legs shook uncontrollably with my orgasm pouring down on me.

I whimpered Izzy’s name over and over again riding out my high until it was too much and his touch hurt making my pussy overly sensitive.

I rolled off of him completely naked and exhausted as I lied down on the other side of the couch with my legs stretched out on Iz.

My eyes fluttered as I caught my breath from my intense orgasm reaching out for Izzy with shaky hands.

He climbed on top of me again but this time to give me a kiss on the cheek and cuddle with me.

“That was so hot baby.” he smirked kissing down my neck.

“I can help you if you want.” I told him, running my hands through his hair.

“It’s okay baby. You can do it another night. Let’s go to sleep for now.” he said cuddling into my naked body like I was his favorite stuffed animal.

“Izzy I have to put some clothes on.” I giggled pushing him away to grab my clothes from the floor.

“Alright.” he groaned, slightly smirking at what he had just done to me earlier as he tossed the blanket over both of us.

I felt happy with him.

I just hoped he wouldn’t want to break up with me when I left for Seattle after summer was over.

:D

Conflicted: Chapter 18🎀

Maddy P.O.V:

“I don’t think I can. I’ll be leaving for Seattle soon.”

“Wait what? You didn’t tell me.” he wondered, holding the phone tight to his ear.

“Yeah. I kind of decided last minute.”

“But why?”

“Because of Izzy but mainly the fact that I miss home.”

“Are you sure I didn’t have something to do with it. I can’t help but feel like I did.”

“I’m just overwhelmed between this whole situation with you and Izzy.” I sighed, leaning my back against the wall.

“I didn’t mean to upset you but I felt like you should know about my feelings too.” he insisted.

“Axl, what about Izzy?”

“What about him? Isn’t he the same guy who cheated on you.” he snickered, rolling his eyes at the mention of the guy whom he felt used to be his best friend at one point.

“I’m not going to hurt him for you.”

“You already did.” he mentioned, thinking about the time we had slept together.

“I’m never doing that again.” I spat, slamming the phone down.

I sighed running my hands through my hair and went back to my room to find some clothes to wear.

It felt as if my suitcase grew a pair of eyes and burned its gaze right through me, upon entering my closet.

The bag was already open and a few clothes had been placed inside just incase, on an impulse decision I decided that I wanted to start packing.

My closet was a mess ever since I got here since I never had time to clean it because I was also busy with the guys and Duff.

I grabbed the jacket Izzy had left behind, the day he slept over and smelled his cologne, as I folded it up to put in a bag for him.

I still missed him despite the fact that we had a huge argument.

I did not feel the same way after speaking with Axl. It never gave me the butterflies in my tummy that Izzy would give me when he looked at me with those eyes of his.

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“MADDY GET UP. WE’RE GONNA BE LATE.” I heard Duff scream, as I bolted upright in my bed, wondering what the hell was going on.

“You didn’t remember?!?”

“Remember what?” I croaked, rubbing my eyes from the light pouring in from the kitchen, as he held my bedroom door wide open.

“There’s a party at Slash’s. Everyone is invited. So hurry up and change.” he insisted, leaving my door open to grab some last minute items to stuff in his jean pocket.

Like condoms, cigarettes and the keys to his mustang.

I groaned getting up groggily and rushed to the bathroom to quickly freshen up, putting on a natural look with pink lipgloss before heading to my closet to pick out a dress.

Usually in Seattle I would just wear a sundress and call it a day but over here that wouldn’t go right.

Everyone here dressed like they were in Hollywood and so I settled on a slim fitting, silky baby pink dress with spaghetti straps.

And paired it with a silver necklace and matching diamond earrings that Duff had bought for me and my mom.

I grabbed Izzy’s jacket and wore it over my dress and grabbed the white strappy heels to complete my outfit.

“I’m not even gonna argue because you actually look pretty in that.” Duff said giving me a kiss on the forehead, and pushing me out the door.

“Is everyone going to be there.” I asked, indirectly wondering if Izzy was showing up, since he didn’t really enjoy parties as much as I thought.

“Yes Maddy. Izzy will be there too.” he grinned, raising his eyebrows at me.

I rolled my eyes laughing as we hopped into his car and headed to Slash’s new home in Laurel Canyon.

Izzy P.O.V

I sat smoking my cigarette endlessly, with a bottle of Jack as I put a hand through my hair wondering when the fuck this party was going to be over.

The only reason I came here was to congratulate Slash on his new house and the first thing I was met with was a bitchy Axl.

He was giving me strange remarks and looking at me weird even though he was fine a couple of days again.

I didn’t have any energy to entertain his behavior so I placed myself in a quiet area away from all the loud noise, girls and hard drugs.

Even the girls here were getting on my nerves.

They were so sleazy that it was a turn off but I guess that’s how Slash liked his women.

Everyone started cheering as I saw someone’s figure walk-in and bright blonde hair belonging to none other than Duff.

“Finally someone normal.” I huffed looking over where Steven was passed out with a bottle of tequila in his hand.

“Duff. Over here!” I shouted, ushering him over to me with my hand.

“Hey man. Sorry I took so long, Maddy was taking forever to get ready.” he complained rolling his eyes as he grabbed the Jack to take a big swig.

“She came?”

“Yeah. She’s right there.” he pointed, to a shy Maddy who was quietly standing by the counter where they were serving drinks, looking around to find someone familiar.

She looked so beautiful.

She had on this little pink, tight fitting dress, which was covered by my jacket and her pouty lips were covered in sparkly lipgloss, making me want to go over there and kiss her until it smeared all over her face.

“I can see you getting hard over my sister.” he repulsed, looking over to where I was staring at Maddy.

I laughed.

“Just go talk to her please. You guys are dying to make out with each other I can tell.” he remarked grabbing some shots from a passing tray and heading over to the herd of models that were perched on Slash’s lap.

“Hey Maddy.”

“Hi.” she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You look really pretty…I see you wore my jacket.” I smirked, placing my hand on her waist to pull her into me.

Her lips pursed and sparkling eyes glowed as she turned to face me, making me speechless as I stared at her beautiful face.

“You wanna go up to Slash’s room?” I asked, caressing her cheek with my hand.

"O-Okay," she said, allowing me to take her hand in mine as I led us both up the stairs, the noisy talk of everyone in the party becoming quieter and quieter until we found ourselves alone in Slash's room.

I removed my jacket from her, locking the door behind us and pressed her against it as I assaulted her neck with wet kisses, groping all parts of her body, enjoying how she reacted to each touch.

“M’sorry that I was mean to you even after you apologized.” She whispered to me, her eyes huge and brows raised, as she pouted her lips.

"I promise to never hurt you again." I whispered, kissing her all over her face and chubby cheeks as she giggled.

“You look so sexy in this dress but I would love to see how you look without it.”

“I want that too.” she coyly smirked.

I took her and laid her on the bed, sliding her dress straps down to display her breasts, alternating between sucking them sloppily and tenderly massaging them with my thumb flicking up and down her nipples.

“I love it when you kiss my breasts.” she whimpered running her hand through my hair, softly tugging at the ends.

I moved down her body, dragging the rest of her dress along and dumping it on the ground, grabbing one of her legs to perch on my shoulder as I spit on her pussy, pressing it in to make her wetter, inserting my finger in and instantly feeling her clench around it.

“Mmphh.” she moaned pushing herself forward to sink my finger in her pretty pink pussy to the hilt.

“Your so dirty y’know that. Letting your brother’s best friend touch you like this.” I grunted grinding into the bed, feeling turned on by her little whimpers and moans.

“I like being your dirty girl Izzy.” she moaned grabbing her breasts with her hands to push them together for me.

“Fuck.” I groaned taking off my shirt and pants throwing them somewhere across the room and getting completely naked along with her.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard and you’re gonna sit there like a good girl and take it. M’kay?” I cooed, gripping the back of her hair and tilting her head back, asking her to open up so I could spit in her mouth.

She stared up at me through her lashes, extending her tongue out as I dropped a glob of spit directly onto her tongue, watching her swirl it in her mouth before swallowing it and sticking her tongue back out to show me.

"Holy Fuck. You're so fucking sexy, baby. Where did you learn that from?" I asked, slapping my dick on her pussy a few times, hearing the slick sound of her juices coating my dick.

“Some girls in school.” she whispered looking at me with those innocent eyes.

"No one else can see you like this. You’re all fucking mine." I spat, gripping her waist and forcing her down onto my hardened cock.

“Y-Yes yes. M’ all yours daddy.” she whined, as her body bounced each time I slammed her up and down my cock.

I groaned hearing her call me daddy and fucked her harder, as my grip on her waist tightened definitely bound to leave marks, hearing the sound of skin slapping each time I bottomed out into her.

“I-Iz-zy c-cum in me p-please.” She pleaded with me, making grabby hands, to kiss my lips as I felt her orgasm approaching.

“F-fuuckk. Oh fuck look at that fucking pussy milking my cock.” I grunted watching her pussy suck every last drop of my cum into her.

I stroked her stomach thinking about what it would be like to have a mini Izzy but quickly forgot after I came down from my orgasm and rolled over catching my breath as I lied next to her with her flushed out face and fluttery eyes.

“I love you so much Izzy. Please never hurt me.” she mumbled as she fell asleep.

I promise I won’t.

Conflicted : Pt 12🎀

Maddy P.O.V

Izzy and I slipped back into the theatre without Duff looking at us twice.

Axl noticed though. He nudged me a bit and looked at me with a questioned look over his face.

“What?” I asked, not able to hide the wide grin that was apparent on my face.

“You guys fucked for sure.” he laughed causing Slash and Duff to look our way.

“Shut up Axl.” I huffed hitting his shoulder and turning the head away from the two boys.

“Axl your ruining the movie with your laughing.” Slash groaned pushing Axl.

Axl bumped into me causing me to fall on Izzy’s lap.

“Axl!” I yelled getting up from Izzy’s lap and standing in front of him.

“It wasn’t me. It was Slash I swear!” he shrugged putting his hands out to point at Slash who was cluelessly looking around.

“Come on. I’m sorry okay?” he apologized grabbing my hand to give it a kiss.

“Fuck off.” Izzy spat pulling Axl’s hand apart from mine and pulling me into his lap.

“Okay let’s just leave. Since no one wants to watch the movie.” Duff shouted rolling his eyes as he left down the stairs.

We all followed shortly after, deciding that we were all hungry and wanted to go eat at the diner.

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Axl had lodged himself right next to me, with Izzy on the other side, growing more irritated by the second of Axl’s growing affection for me.

“Maddy what are you getting?” Izzy asked looking up from the menu.

“Pancakes.” I grinned, looking over at the booth in front of us with a freshly stacked plate of buttermilk pancakes.

I hadn’t eaten this whole day so I was carving up a huge appetite.

“I want pancakes too.” Axl smirked looking at me.

Izzy rolled his eyes at Axl’s innuendo, putting his arm around me to pull me closer towards him.

“What’s the matter Izzy. Scared you’ll loose your girl to me.” Axl joked seeing how Izzy was trying to get me away from him.

“What’s your deal Ax. Why are you up on my girl all of a sudden.” he retorted looking at him stern faced.

“Because I can.” Axl replied pulling me to him.

“I can because I’m Axl Rose and I can do whatever I want, like this.” he said before grabbing my face and planting an open mouthed kiss.

“What the fuck!” Izzy shouted getting up from his seat to push Axl away roughly.

“Get up.”

“Izzy chill I was just messing with you.” Axl shrugged.

Before Axl could think of another snarky remark, Izzy punched him really hard causing his head to snap back.

“Izzy!” I squealed, staring at Axl’s bloody face in shock.

“Maddy why are you defending him.” Izzy spat looking at me with disgust.

“I’m not defending him but you shouldn’t have done that baby.” I said trying to grab his hand, but he pulled it away and excused himself to get up from the booth.

“Fuck him.” I heard Axl mutter as he scrambled to get himself up and grab a bunch of napkins.

“Here.” I said wetting the napkin with some water to get rid of the blood that was now stained and crusting a bit on the side of his face.

“M sorry about Izzy. I don’t know what came over him but you shouldn’t have kissed me Axl.”

“I’m sorry too. I’m just jealous that Izzy has someone like you.”

“What do you mean?” I asked looking up at him.

“You’re so kind, and caring and you’re not like those girls who sleep around. That’s pretty rare if you ask me.” he sighed.

“Thanks Axl. And I’m sure you’ll find someone great very soon. Your not a bad person like everyone thinks your are.”

“Thanks Maddy. That means a lot actually.” he said looking into my eyes.

I didn’t realize that we were both staring into each others eyes when Duff coughed all of a sudden, making us both jump.

“Maddy, Izzy left back home.” Duff said making me get up from the booth.

“Where are you going?” my brother asked grabbing my hand to stop me.

“Back home to Izzy.” I said before I left the diner and called a taxi, leaving the rest behind.

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“Izzy!” I shouted as soon as I entered the apartment, looking around for any signs of him.

I checked Duff’s room which was empty and the living room which was also empty of Iz.

“In here.” a voice spoke from inside of my room.

I opened the door to my room and saw Izzy sitting on my bed with the tv on.

He was watching Tommy.

It was one of his favorite movies from his childhood so I had bought it for him during my stay here in L.A. so we could watch it together on nights when we would both stay up late.

I climbed up on the bed and sat next to him, putting an arm around his waist to which he removed.

“Iz. What’s wrong?” I asked cupping his cheeks to face me.

He removed the grasp of his cheeks from my hands and scooted away a bit from me.

“Are you and Ax secretly in love with each other or something?” he spit quietly but harshly.

“Are you mad because I helped him! He was bleeding for god’s sake and I was worried.” I shouted sitting up on my knees to face him.

“I left Maddy and you didn’t even care. You were too busy kissing Axl and making him feel better.” he hissed staring blankly at the television screen.

“I love you.” I told him attempting to grab his face so I could kiss him but he kept moving away from me like I wasn’t his girlfriend and some annoying hooker that wouldn’t leave him alone.

“Izzy please. I love you.” I whined, tears dropping onto my cheeks from frustration.

“No you don’t. Or else you wouldn’t have let Axl kiss you like that in front of everyone.” he scoffed getting up from the bed and throwing the tv remote hard, against the wall.

I jumped a little from his sudden outburst and crawled further into my blanket, covering myself with it to drown out the noises of my sobbing.

I didn’t think that I liked Axl. I really didn’t but after he was treating me so nicely I couldn’t help but feel a little attraction towards him.

There was also the fact that I shared something so special with him like loosing my virginity.

But I loved Izzy there was no changing that. I just didn’t know how to let Axl down easy.

Conflicted Chapter 28🎀:

Maddy P.O.V

After two weeks of rotting in my bed, I summoned the nerve to seek out Axl again after he requested that I visit him.

He contacted me about a month ago and tried to call again, but I wasn't feeling well and had avoided meeting or talking to anyone for the past few weeks because I was still dealing with the Izzy situation.

What made it even more difficult for me was the fact that Izzy never called; every day, I would wake up and travel down the stairs to ask my mother if he had.

She would discreetly shake her head and give me a pity look, which I despised since I didn't want my mother to feel bad for believing someone like Izzy would bother to contact me

“Maddy!”

“What?” I replied, glancing up from my bowl of cereal, wondering if I was talking aloud and whether my mother had heard me.

“Axl called again, he’s asking for you. I think you should answer hon.” she insisted, feeling sympathy for the redhead who had attempted to contact her daughter, unlike Izzy, which made her like him even more.

“Alright.”

…..

“Maddy?”

“Hi Axl.” I muttered holding the phone closer to my ear as I felt it slip out of my sweaty hands, all of a sudden nervous.

“I’ve been trying to reach you, but your mom said you weren’t feeling well. So, I thought maybe…. your feeling better?” he asked.

“I-Well…honestly,I’ve been avoiding your calls and I wasn’t feeling so good.” I sighed.

“I figured,..…..I’ve missed you, so has Duff y’know. I think you should give him a call.”

"No, thanks,….and if you called to get me back on good terms with my brother, who embarrassed me and never apologized, then no." I spat, eager to hang up.

"Okay, just hear me out. Izzy's doing good. But your brother isn't doing so well, and he's still upset with Izzy, which is disrupting our live shows." he explained.

"I couldn’t care less about Izzy,….my brother knows what he did." I lied, simply because I was too stubborn to accept that I had made a mistake by choosing Izzy to have my heart, and now I had to face the consequences.

"I guess you're right…..so, why don't you come visit me here? Maybe after seeing everyone, you'll feel better?" he asked, holding on by a thread.

“Like who?” I scoffed.

“Slash and Steven. Those two ask about you all the time y’know.”

I cringed when I heard those two names because they had nothing to do with the fight that had broken out that night, but rather with the falling out. I felt horrible for not communicating with them because I knew they meant well and I adored them both, especially Slash.

He was also the one who cared the most about me when I was fighting with Izzy or Axl.

“Fine. But I’m only coming to see Slash or Steven and maybe…you.” I spoke into the telephone.

“Great. I’ll fly you out and I’ve already spoken with your mom about the idea and she’s fine with it.” he told me, grinning on the other side of the phone.

“See you then I guess.” I replied, ending the phone call and letting out a deep breathe.

I was already regretting agreeing to this.

… … …

“Maddy! Over here!” I heard a voice yell from across the L.A.X airport.

My flight had left yesterday, late night, so when I landed it was practically morning in the sunny city of Los Angeles.

“Yes I see you.” I sighed, rolling my eyes at the sudden memories that came rushing back as soon as I spotted Axl and his red hair that were full of past memories.

He slipped past me at first, not recognizing my newly dyed hair, which was now shoulder length and half the length of his, giving me a little grown-up appearance but still appearing young and emphasizing my baby face.

“Oh wow. You look different.” he muttered taking a good look at me, up and down.

“Thanks?...” I replied, raising an eyebrow, wondering what he had meant by that.

“You look good obviously.” he added, playfully rolling his eyes as he pulled me into his embrace, squishing my face on his shoulder.

“I have the car out front.” he exclaimed, collecting my luggage as he led me out the massive airport's sliding doors and into the welcoming sun, as well as the hot wind that blasted me as soon as we stepped outside of the shade.

We spotted his car and rushed to it when Slash emerged out of the driver's seat to help me with all of my bags.

“Slash?” I squealed, finally happy to see someone who I genuinely missed.

“Hey! You’re not Maddy, what have you done with her and her blonde hair.” he teased, scrunching my hair, as he picked it up and examined it with his fingers, through his dark shades.

“I thought it looked good.” I huffed, matching his playful banter as I pouted and put both hands on my hips.

“It does. I’m just playin.” he smiled, pulling me into his chest with an arm around my shoulder.

“Ok, ok….you both are best friends, we get it.”

“But we should go now or else it’ll get late and the traffic will suck.” he suggested, hopping into the driver’s seat.

“Wait, sit with me in the back?” I asked,pouting my lips at Slash who was already halfway sat in the front passenger seat.

“Ok alright.” he agreed, softly slapping my shoulder before joining me in the back.

“So how is Izzy?” I asked Axl, who met my eyes in the rear view mirror upon hearing Izzy’s name being mentioned.

“He’s uh good. Why?”

“Just curious..” I replied, looking out the window at the familiar scenery I drove past not too long ago.

“Izzy’s been banging chicks left and right.” Slash laughed, unable to contain his jokes causing me to frown.

“Hey, it’s okay.” he cooed.

“Izzy doesn’t deserve someone as beautiful and pure as you anyways.” Slash told me, stroking my hair in an attempt to lift my frown.

Which wasn’t working because now my stomach felt all queasy and I wanted nothing more than for Axl to turn the car back around to the airport.

How little did I mean to him.

“We’re going to my house and I think all the guys will be there, so, just a heads up Maddy.” Axl told me, wincing.

“Whatever. I don’t care.” I sighed, leaning into Slash and resting my head on his inviting shoulder.

He pulled me closer in his arms and stroked my arm.

When we arrived at his place, I couldn't help but feel anxious about seeing Izzy again, and my fingers began to shake involuntarily. But I tried to remain composed and fearless as we climbed up the steps to Axl's new house, which was more accurately characterized as a mansion.

“Don’t be nervous. He’s probably just as nervous knowing you’re showing up.” Axl told me, patting me on the shoulder.

“Hey guys!” Steven exclaimed as he opened the door, reaching out to embrace me first and picking me up to spin.

“I missed you Maddy.” he told me, putting me down.

“I missed you too Stevie.” I pouted, feeling guilty about never properly saying goodbye to him.

“Okay, go on inside before the annoying neighbor comes back to complain about the noise.” Slash groaned, pushing me into the home as he followed behind.

Axl's house was skillfully decorated with bold tones, brightness, and lovely hues on the tiles and walls of the large house. He had also hung several art frames around the empty space, including a few photographs of Gun N Roses from their early days, as well as a couple of vinyls, to match the images to the songs played in the pictures.

“Your home is beautiful Axl.” I gleamed, looking around the surprisingly artistic place.

“Thanks. I had my ex girlfriend help me with a lot of the things around the house.” he nervously chuckled.

“Right.” I emphasized on the t, suddenly remembering the brunette that was once around.

“Axl what the fuck took so long?” I heard the familiar voice of Izzy call out.

Fuck fuck fuck.

“I thought you were just going to ge-……Maddy?”

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Conflicted Chapter 20🎀:

Maddy P.O.V :

I stormed out of the bathroom, heading directly for Axl.

He told everyone in the band, which was different than telling his girlfriend something so personal about me.

And Izzy’s ex…that was where I drew the line.

“Axl!" I yelled, watching him pause in the middle of a conversation with their manager and turn his attention to me, lifting an eyebrow at my grumpy attitude.

“You told your girlfriend that you’re in love with me?!?”

"What are you saying Maddy? And keep it down," he clinched his teeth as he led me into a secluded area away from the crowd.

“Angela told me that Erin knows that you're in love with me," supposedly." I scoffed, angered by his casual demeanor, knowing he was the one propagating our private secrets out to the general public.

"I never told Erin anything, Maddy. I swear. I'm not sure why she would say that," he murmured to himself, standing there with his hands on his hips, wondering what he had done to make Erin feel that way.

I stormed away, unaware that Erin was watching us, perplexed, given the fact that they claimed the two were good friends, but based on their recent chat, it seemed as though the two were a couple fighting only adding to her theory.

Which was that her boyfriend was in love with the bassist’s sister.

“Maddy where have you been." Duff asked, already on his fourth drink of the night, banging down on the bar counter for more.

“I've been gone. Not that you would care." I spat, irritated by his intoxicated conduct and the fact that he couldn't even hold a conversation with me, let alone Steven and Slash, and then there was Izzy, wait, there wasn't.

Where was Izzy?

"Hey have any of you seen Izzy?" I inquired with the three boys, who were completely wasted.

"I-z-zzz-y?..why are you t-two goin-g to fuck-k again?" Slash mumbled, smirking wildly at his choice of words,Duff barely noticed until he realized what he had said about his sister and Izzy.

“Shut the fuck up Slash!” the bassist shouted, immediately sobering up.

"Sweetie. Izzy is just over there." Steven pointed to a small area of the pub at a booth where Izzy was sitting with none other than Angela?

The way she giggled and slapped his chest made it seem like the two were having a funny conversation , and he smiled the entire time, not realizing how clear it was that she was flirting with him.

Angela instantly noticed me staring, which prompted Izzy to shift his head, but Angela caught it and kissed him forcefully, prompting him to back off and jump out of the seat.

"Maddy," he murmured to himself, noticing me observing the two and assuming the worst of what I saw.

He instantly raced over to me and explained what had happened, and I nodded, knowing he had done nothing wrong because I was actually standing there seeing Angela be a slut.

"Why does she like you so much? Why doesn't she go see Axl or Slash?" I wondered why she was constantly drawn to Izzy.

"She's been in love with me for a long time and I didn't feel the same way, so we became fuck buddies, but I got bored of her quickly, so I called it out, and she became heartbroken," he explained casually, as if it wasn't his first time leaving a female unhappy as a musician

"Oh." I responded instantly, feeling awful for the girl because I could easily be in the same situation.

It's possible that I'm already there without realizing it.

“I know what your thinking and no just drop it." He sighed, having dealt with enough, and approached his three wasted pals to participate in the fun.

I saw Axl emerge from the scene, an empty arm that no longer served Erin Everly, and he excitedly walked to his bandmates with a sneer on his face.

I had no choice but to join the guys because I had no other friends at all in the big city and I only knew them.

“The brat has joined us.” Axl scoffed, nonchalantly sipping a cool beer in direct contradiction to his drunken bandmates, notably Izzy.

He fell over the counter, almost dropping to the floor, when I caught him and moved him to rest his head on the counter.

“You'll be taking care of him like that for the rest of your life if you keep this relationship going," he whispered, taking little sips from his drink.

“What makes you say that?”

“He’s an addict and he’ll ruin your life too with his drugs.”

"Izzy's not an addict and I can take care of him perfectly fine." I naively defended, smoothing Izzy's hair away from his sweaty face.

“Yeah right.” he scoffed slipping off his stool to found someone to dance with.

"Izzy. Wake up, let's go home." I said to him, feeling his cheeks warm up to my touch and slumped over body.

"N-no just go without m-me." He murmured, fumbling over words and pushed me away with a rough hand.

“Baby, you don’t look so good. I think it’s better if I take you home.”

“Stop touching me!" he yelled, pushing me, causing me to trip on the liquid drink previously spilled on the floor and fall on the hard ground of the bar.

I shrieked, a crushing discomfort running through me and tears forming in my eyes, unable to hide the pain, looking up at Izzy to extend a hand, but he was so high on his drug of choice for the night that he didn't care.

"Maddy! "Are you ok?" I heard Axl call out to me, rushing up to pick me up.

“What happened!" Duff shouted and hurried over to me after seeing Axl kneeling down on the floor.

"I'm fine." I said, tears streaming down my cheeks, as I returned my gaze to Izzy, who was firmly placed on the counter, unconcerned about how he had treated me.

"That bastard. I'll fucking kill you for hurting my baby sister," he roared, grabbing Izzy's shirt and dragging him up to confront his towering frame.

“If you kill me, you'll hurt your sister even more," he replied, grinning at me.

“Fuck you motherfucker.” the bassist growled punching his band mate and knocking him down on his drunken state.

“Duff!” I squealed as I crouched down next to Izzy and his newly slit brow, which was streaming with blood.

"Leave him alone, Maddy. Let's go. Axl said this as he dragged me away from Izzy and picked me up in his arms.

"You just want to fuck her." Izzy mumbled under his breath, amused at Axl's concern for the girl he allegedly dislikes.

The Indiana native may not have heard because he did not intervene, but if he had realized his long-time friend was making such a statement about the sweet girl, he would have knocked him out for good.

“That is it! I've seen enough today. You are not to see Izzy again, and I forbid you from going out with him or any other fucking musician from now on!" Duff yelled, and I could only nod, unable to find the correct words to explain what Izzy had just done.

We all got into Duff's car, Axl and I in the back, as Duff drove us to Axl's apartment.

I felt Axl interlace his fingers with mine, holding my hand in his while I slipped into sleep on his shoulder.

What I didn’t realize was that when I would wake up the next morning, Duff would have my things packed and a flight back to Seattle set out for me.