Conflicted : Pt. 7🎀

Conflicted Pt:16🎀

Izzy P.O.V

Things were great between Axl and I. We had been talking again like old times and I had been staying with him,since Duff wouldn’t answer my calls.

I tried to call Maddy as well but I got no answer and it went to voicemail everytime.

Axl told me to give her some space and that she would come around but she never ignored me this much and I was started to feel uneasy about our relationship going forward.

“I think I’m going to go over there.” I told Axl, feeling confident enough to show my face to Maddy in an effort to save our relationship.

“Are you sure?”

“I don’t know how she’ll feel about seeing your face right now especially Duff. Y’know how overprotective he is when it comes to Maddy.” Axl snorted remembering the time that Duff almost knocked him out for misinterpreting the day he took Maddy out for a hookup.

“It doesn’t matter what Duff thinks. Maddy can think for herself, screw him for not answering my calls.” I spit, getting up from the couch to grab my jacket and keys.

“Just be careful of what you say to her. She’s probably overly sensitive right now.” Axl told me before I left out the door and to Duff’s place.

… … …

I knocked on the door for what felt like forever when the door suddenly opened to a stern faced Duff.

“Iz you need to leave now.” he spat not giving me a chance to reply as he started to shut the door on me, which I stopped with my foot.

“Duff please let me explain. I really love your sister and I fucked up but I can’t fucking live without her.” I begged, which was weird since I never thought I would have to beg Duff for anything.

“I knew you would pull some shit like this. I even warned her.” he lashed out,pointing an accusatory finger at my face.

“It’s not my fault! Axl was the one who tried seducing her and I found them both together at the Troubadour.” I spewed not thinking twice about the consequences it would have on Axl.

All I was thinking about was saving myself and looking good in front of him to get through to Maddy.

“What do you mean Axl and Maddy were together?” he asked this time directing his anger towards Axl instead of me.

“I saw them both, they were like leaning into each other or some shit.” I muttered, all of a sudden remembering why I was mad at Maddy at the first place.

“Y’know what, I shouldn’t have come. I’m sorry for bothering you.” I sighed feeling that aching pain I felt when I caught Axl and Maddy together that day.

“Wait. I know she would want to see you, after all she was crying for you last night anyways.” Duff sighed putting his hand on my shoulder to give it a tight squeeze.

“And I know you didn’t mean to hurt her. I guess sometimes I forget that we are rockstars and having a relationship can be pretty tough a lot of the times.” he added,letting out a deep breath as he suddenly remembered about Axl.

“So wants the deal with Ax. Does he have feelings for her?”

“Yeah. But don’t tell him I said anything. He gave me shit for how I treated Maddy last night and seemed genuinely hurt that she was upset. I wouldn’t take him as a threat.” I told Duff to let him know not to attack Axl just because of some things I might have let slip out.

“Yeah I guess you’re right. The poor guy hasn’t been very lucky with Erin recently either so I guess he’s just trying to find his place again.”

“Well anyways. Maddy’s in her room. I’ll give you both some privacy.” he said as he walked off to his room closing the door shut.

I suddenly felt these weird butterflies in my stomach.

Something I hadn’t felt since middle school.

Usually I never had butterflies because all I did were one night stands,hookups or quick blowjobs after our shows with endless groupies lined up to our pleasure.

It never once occurred to me that I would be nervous for a girl, ever in my life until now.

That feeling was for Maddy.

I twisted the knob slowly and opened the door finding her chest moving up and down softly, she wasn’t snoring but she was asleep for sure.

As I came closer I saw her sprawled across her bed, her comforter bunched up around her feet and her pink babydoll nightdress was bunched around her waist while she cuddled a stuffed bunny.

I came and sat next to her on the bed stroking her hair softly,away from her face as I watched her small body moving up and down with every breath she took, stirring a bit in her sleep when she felt my hand.

She reached up to grab it to which I assumed she thought was Duff because when she opened her eyes and saw me she immediately sat up almost banging her head on her bed frame.

“What are you doing in my bed?” she softly whispered, tugging her nightdress down from her waist to cover herself.

“I’m sorry.”

She looked up at me when I said that and I caught her eyes sparkling as her fairy lights shined down in the room, dimly lighting our figures amongst the darkness of the night.

I could see how puffy her eyes were and it hurt me to know that I was the cause of that.

I reached out to stoke her cheek but she swiftly moved away rejecting my touch.

“When I saw you and Axl together, I saw the way you both looked at each other. You lost your virginity to him so it makes sense that you feel different with him than me.”

“He really cares about you for some odd reason. I guess ever since you slept with him he’s had this soft spot for you in his heart.”

She was silently listening, not replying but instead analyzing everything I said, in her head, by herself.

“And I kissed that girl to make you jealous, when I came back to the dressing room Axl almost killed me because he said that you left crying.”

I saw her twitch when I mentioned Axl and how he almost tried to kill me.

“Which made me realize he might love you and that scares me because you’re supposed to be mine and the thought of him taking you away from me is something I’m not ready to accept.”

She still wasn’t saying anything which was getting on my nerves since I came here and tried to explain to her why I made a mistake.

“Are you just gonna sit there and not say anything Maddy?” I spat getting uncomfortable with the silence she had going on.

“I accept your apology Izzy. But I don’t want to get back together with you.” she croaked turning around to lie down, nestled, with her stuffed bunny.

I could hear her silent sniffles and didn’t want to bother her anymore, so I didn’t have to hear her crying.

Not because it was annoying, but because hearing her cry was the worst, knowing I caused it.

It made me feel bad for her.

“Maddy come on. I don’t want you to cry anymore. I love you, y’know that right?” I whispered laying down to pull her close to my body, putting an arm around her waist.

She didn’t move away from my touch but kept her head down in the stuffed bunny she was cuddling.

Her sniffles eventually slowed as she stopped crying and fell asleep with calm breaths.

I moved her hair out of her face and wiped off the tears that stained it, giving her soft plushy cheek some kisses before taking off my jacket and tucking us both into her blanket.

A rockstar couldn’t possibly fall in love, unless the right girl came along.

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so good omg stepbrother izzy is so hot🎀💘

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warnings:..step-siblings , smut?

"Lock the door behind you." izzys voice said quietly as you patted into the bedroom.You wondered why your step-brother wanted the door locked to watch a movie, but didn't say anything as he always told you he knew best. you happily climbed into the bed where he was waiting. "What movie are we watching izzy?" You asked cutely, voice soft as you snuggled next to him. Your heavy tits pressed against his bicep as you looked up at him with curious eyes.The ache ran straight to his cock as he glanced down at you.You were the fucking prettiest thing with your long eyelashes, full lips and gorgeous little body. He absolutely had to have you and he knew you would do anything to make him happy. "Whatever you want sweetness." He told you.

Your eyes widened at this as izzy hardly ever let you pick. You eagerly grabbed the remote and began shuffling through one streaming app to another, not realizing your step-brother was getting a little impatient. The way you were wiggling around as you babbled on about how you couldn't decide was making izzys cock swell. Your tits bouncing with each little movement you made, nearly spilling out of the tiny silk tank top you wore.

Grabbing your hips, he sat you down in his lap to be still, not caring about the kitten like whine that left your mouth. "Sit still and pick the fucking movie. Yeah?" He said roughly.You nodded with a bratty frown, as you finally picked back to the future You snuggled your back further into izzys chest, your ass resting snugly between his spread legs. He reached over to turn the lamp off, making the room dark except from the girly movie playing. Your eyes engrossed into the shit that he could care less about, as he leaned back against the pillows.Half way through the movie, you didn't even realize the large tip of your step-brother's cock was poking at your entrance. You had been so focused on the screen that izzys hands pulling your shorts aside hasn't even crossed your mind."izzy what are you-.." Your voice turning into a whimper as he pushed his cock into your warm cunt. "Hush and watch your movie. You are gonna help me. Okay? You love helping your big bro don't you?" He whispered in your ear.

He was right. You did love helping him. So you sat there and took it like a good step-sister. You tried your best to turn your attention back to the movie, all while your princess parts felt so full. izzy had you right where he wanted. Tight little cunt fluttering around his fat length as he held you still, warming his cock in the process. He couldn't help but let out a small groan as he had never felt anything so incredible. "izzy-why do you feel so weird?" Your voice shaky as you unknowingly soaked his cock."Shhh- sweetness. You just sit on my cock like a good girl." The older boy told you, hands coming down to hold your waist firmly. He was embarrassed to say how close he was to bursting inside of you, your pussy squeezing his dick in vice grip. Little moans and whimpers left between your lips as the weird sensation just kept getting more intense. You knew somewhere in your mind that this was wrong but your stepbrother knew best didn't he? You were helping him after all.

"Shit.. sweet girl keep squeezing me like that." izzy grunted, each time your cunt clenched around him when he would move even slightly. The pride he was losing at the edge of already cumming inside of you, made him want squeeze your throat in frustration. How dare his step-sister have such an incredible pussy that made him want bust his load?

He couldn't hold back anymore, his hand instinctively coming to your throat to grab. You squeaked out his name, your smaller hand coming to rest on his as the warmth of something gooey shot up inside you.

"Such a good little slut." izzy barely whispered. "I mean helper. Such a good little helper."

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Conflicted Chapter 23🎀:

Maddy P.O.V

The next morning, I awoke to the sound of the television blaring downstairs and the scent of pancakes filling my nose, leaving me hungry.

When I went downstairs, I expected to see all of the boys because I had heard such loud conversation, but there was only Axl and my mother.

"Madeleine, you're awake!”

“I made fresh pancakes for Axl, and you are welcome to join." My mother radiated as if delighted by the young redhead standing by her

“You're up early." I smirked and swiped a stack of pancakes from his plate.

"Well, I couldn't sleep in and miss this beauty." he cracked a grin referring to my mother, who was completely flushed.

“Okay, enough flirting young man. I am old enough to be your grandmother. Now sit and eat with Maddy." she said before turning off the stove and leaving us with orange juice and going to watch her favorite TV show that was airing currently, which was causing all the ruckus.

“I like your house. It’s very cozy.”

"Thanks. It's practically yours now; you're allowed to use it whenever you want." I smiled before biting into my maple syrup-soaked pancakes.

“I wanted to ask you something.”

“Sure.”

"We have a concert coming up here, so we decided to stay at yours until then, but I wanted to see the city and the people, and I wondered if I could get that favor relayed from when I took you out to see L.A." he chuckled, leaning forward on his hand and beaming at me, waiting for me to say yes.

“Okay deal." I responded, and he applauded and finished the remainder of his pancakes before putting them up.

"Izzy won't this like." I informed him, sighing as I remembered that I needed to tell him about this.

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” he shrugged, leaving to join my mother on the couch.

I shrugged his statement off as I hurried upstairs with a fresh batch of pancakes and fruit for Izzy, as well as some orange juice.

He was awake when I got in my room, and it appeared that he had already freshened up; his hair was wet from the shower, and the towel was loosely wrapped around his waist.

"I brought you some food baby." I murmured, coming to get on my knees behind him on the bed, where he was sitting on the edge of the bed, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I missed you.” he mumbled, tilting his head back to meet my lips in a kiss.

He gave me light pecks first before opening his mouth to give me wet French kisses, in contrast to my slow rhythm, which allowed him to control me.

I climbed around him to sit on his lap as he proceeded to kiss me, our lips clashing with a pop every time we pulled away.

“Eat first." I smirked, mocking him as I slipped from his lap and went to get dressed for the day, leaving him with a hard on and baffled.

"Maddy, come on please. You made me hard; jerk me off or something," he begged, rubbing himself to relieve some of his pain.

“How about I do this?" I chirped, kneeling in front of him, innocently staring up at him through my lashes as I caressed his thighs.

He pulled the towel off himself, letting it fall on the floor, before gripping the back of my head and thrusting his cock down my throat without warning.

“If you want to be a tease, you have to fucking deal with this,"

“I-Izz, -slow." I gasped, releasing his cock and coughing some of his precum and spit onto my shirt, which became moist.

“Take it off. I want to see your tits." he motioned for me to remove my shirt, exposing my breasts since I hated sleeping in a bra.

“Fuck no bra?" he moaned, twisting and massaging them before slapping his cock on my lips and sliding it between my pouted lips, teasing me before I put it inside my mouth.

I hallowed my cheeks and bobbed up and down quickly, using my empty hand to massage his balls in the same way that I had heard the girls at my school did with their boyfriends.

I let go of his cock, leaving it a slimy mess, then took one of his balls into my mouth, sucking and tugging at it like it was a tasty popsicle I couldn't get enough of, before switching to the other and stroking him off at the same time.

“Fuuckk. You're so good, baby, such a good girl sucking my cock like this," he groaned, clutching a fistful of hair.

I let go of his balls and returned to his cock, stroking the area that wouldn't fit into my mouth, and gazed up at him with lust ridden eyes, reminding him how much I enjoyed it

"Shit, you're so damn good at this. Better than any other girl I've had."

When I heard that, I pulled away and glared at him, awkwardly holding his dick in my hand.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asked, wondering why I had stopped and looked at him weirdly.

“Nothing…I just realized that I don't want to do anything under my mom's roof." I said gently just above a whisper, as I pulled my sticky fingers from his cock and quietly picked up my clothes before closing the bathroom door behind me.

“Maddy? Did I do something wrong?” he called out apologetically.

"Everything is fine." I said, brushing away my tears, and stepping into the shower.

I didn't want to make a big issue about it, but everything came crashing down when he told me I was better than any girl he'd ever had.

Which made me think about how many girls he's probably had in comparison to me, who's had zero.

And the first thing that sprang to mind when he said that was the groupie who gave him a blowjob, which immediately turned me off and made me unhappy.

It wasn't his fault, but I couldn't stop thinking about it.

And how he reacted when my mother mentioned marriage, he just laughed it off, which bothered me a lot, even though I didn't bring it up with him because I didn't want him to think I'm some obsessive love-stricken girl.

But I did believe that marriage was important, and that in the future, I would like to have one eventually.

I heard the door close, indicating that he had left, and sighed, turning up the heat in the shower and relishing the peacefulness of the water.

What I didn’t remember what was that our guest room which used to be my brother’s had a connecting door to the bathroom that I had.

So when the door opened from the other side of the bathroom and in walked Axl , I let out a scream upon seeing his shadow behind the flimsy bathroom curtain.

“Oh my god. Get out I’m taking a shower!” I yelped, almost slipping on the water that was gathered around my feet.

“It’s just me.” Axl shrugged off, like it wasn’t a big deal to him that he was inside the bathroom the same time as myself.

“I’m taking a shower!” I repeated.

"Izzy is hogging it downstairs and refuses to come out. I’m pretty sure I heard him jerking off..trouble in paradise?" he questioned, smirking behind the curtain, as I heard his pants zipper open.

"Gosh. Everything's fine, okay!" I grumbled fiercely clawing my head to remove all of the shampoo so that I could leave as quickly as possible.

… … …

Everyone was having a good stay so far at our house, and Duff and I finally got to talk in private to make up.

I apologized to him for my behavior at the airport, and he understood because I was rightfully unhappy at the moment.

He also apologized to me as we hugged it out, and I couldn't be happier that my brother and I were back on the same page.

In honor of that, Duff wanted to take the boys out for drinks because they were behaving and doing a good job of staying sober during their time here, so he decided everyone earned it, including Izzy, who happily accepted.

I didn't tell them I didn't want to go, but instead told them I wasn't feeling well.

Izzy immediately turned down Duff upon hearing this and said he would stay back to look after me, but Axl stepped in and told him he was staying back anyway because he was trying to rest his vocal chords before their gig, to which the boys blindly accepted.

Except Izzy.

Izzy and Axl were arguing over who would stay back to watch over me when Duff became irritated and told them both to figure it out like men, then stated he would wait outside for those who wanted to join.

I felt bad about convincing Izzy to join them so Axl and I could go out, but I needed to get this out of the way so we could enjoy the rest of his time here, by ourselves.

"Are you sure?" Izzy asked for the fourth time, gazing back and forth between Axl and me.

“I’m sure baby. Go have fun.” I smiled, kissing him on the cheek before gently pushing him through the door.

“Fine, but tell Axl to keep his hands off you. I don’t trust him." he told me, holding my hands in his as if begging with me not to do something.

“Don’t worry.” I said, and with that, Izzy was on his way to the bar with the boys while I was getting ready for my “outing” with Axl.

I kept it casual and wore my short white sundress, with some socks and black flats and tied my hair back in a ponytail.

He wore his ripped jeans and a graphic tee with some white sneakers and a red bandana was wrapped around his head.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Yes, ma'am. Lead the way.” he signaled for me to leave the home first, to which he followed me to the car, hopping in the passenger seat since he was the guest.

“Buckle up.” I muttered, pulling out of the driveway and heading to our first location on my list of places to see in Seattle.

… … …

"And lastly, this is the ferry which I used to ride all the time with Duff when we were younger." I emphasized showing him our final stop with the big neon lights that read OPEN illuminating the pier for locals to line up and patiently wait for the next vessel to return.

“Let’s go.” Axl grinned.

“You actually want to go on it?”

“Yeah. Why not.” he shrugged going up to the ticket booth to pay for two tickets and coming back to wait in line.

“You didn’t have to pay for me y’know.” I sighed.

“I wanted too. Especially when I have such a beautiful lady by my side tonight, I want to give her the best treatment.”

I could only smile as the person from the ticket booth came back shortly after to collect everyone's tickets, including ours, and begin boarding the small boat.

Axl guided me onto the boat, holding my hand as I climbed the steps, while he hopped in behind me and seated us on the top roof, where there were just a few couples sitting in the back, leaving the front wide open for us to sit freely.

The city lights shone brightly as the boat went off into the black waters, which were only illuminated by the approaching boats returning back to the dock, darkening the waters again when they left.

The boat operator told us about the history of the city, while Axl listened tentatively, as if he were genuinely interested in learning, which made me smile, knowing that he was enjoying this short ride as much as I did as a child.

As we further away from the city, it looked like a different planet and smaller than it appeared, as we went by the larger-than-life mountains, accompanied by a chilling breeze.

I wasn't prepared for the cold and shuddered a little as my dress flowed up against the hard winds. Axl noticed this and slid closer to me, wrapping an arm around me, which I hesitated before nestling in since I was so cold I could not take it any longer.

“You look beautiful tonight.” Axl whispered, while I stared at the distant city lights, accompanied by the water that was constantly sloshing against the small boat.

“Thank you Axl.”

“I think you’re one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever met.”he said again, this time close enough to my ear that I could feel his breath on my bare neck and his fingers delicately placed on my collarbone, stroking it.

“T-Thanks.” I mumbled, scooting away from him, to which he frowned and slid back towards me.

“Look at me.”

When I turned to face him, I felt his soft lips on mine and a hand snake around my back, forcing me against him and his musky cologne.

He kissed me deeper and more firmly, when I didn’t pull away as if he had planned this for a long time.

“N-no." I said before racing off and down the boat's side staircase to the first floor balcony, hanging onto the railing, attempting to regain my breath after what I had just done.

“I'm sorry for scaring you off, but I'll do it again if it means you'll realize I love you." he sputtered out of breath as he ran down the steps after me.

“Axl, I know how I feel about you, and you do too, but we can't be together. It's not right." I blabbered, panicking over the idea that I had technically cheated on Izzy.

“It is right." he reassured me, grabbing my wrists and pinning me to his body.

“If you don't want this…then stop me." he whispered, moving my hair away from my face to display my eyes, which glinted.

“Your…..mine.”

“I-

He suppressed me with a kiss, gently tugging my bottom lip with his teeth before intertwining his tongue with mine, refusing to let go.

“Fuck, I know your Izzy’s but that wouldn’t stop me from fucking the shit out of you.” he groaned.

“Ahem.” a young boy said, making me jump unlike Axl who was still holding me in place.

“Is there a problem?” Axl asked, irritated at the little boy for interrupting his little moment with Maddy.

“U-uh no I was just looking for the bathroom.” the boy whispered, scampering off, scared by Axl’s deep voice.

“Axl that was mean.” I laughed pushing him off me and scrunching my face.

“What! He’s just a little rascal, he was probably watching you from far away anyways.”

The sound of the bell ringing from above us signaled the boat's arrival at dock, prompting me to reflect on the consequences of what was to come after what had just happened between Axl and me.

“We should go." I whispered my voice barely coming out, while I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes, feeling dirty from cheating on my lover.

Axl saw an abrupt shift in my behavior, which upset him, but he didn't nudge me further and instead gave me some space while continuing to walk beside me through the city.

We called an Uber home, and the ride back was completely silent as I slumped in the window seat, peering out at the metropolis that seemed as small as a bug in the sea.

When we came back to the house, the boys had already returned an hour before, and as soon as we opened the door and saw Axl walk in behind me, everyone raised their eyebrows, and Izzy was furious.

“Where the hell did you both go?” he growled, looking at the sundress I was wearing and the way I looked put together as if we were on a date.

“Chill out, Izzy!" I barked, glaring at him for being so irritating about Axl every-time we came into contact.

He looked horrified, as if I had cursed at him, but I was so confused with protecting Axl and feeling guilty that I hurried upstairs, stomping on the way.

“I told you to stay the fuck away from her.” Izzy spit, shoving Axl against the door causing him to groan.

“The fuck is your deal. We were just hanging.” Axl persisted driving his bandmate into the stair railing.

Izzy fumed as he fixed himself back up.

“Did you finally convince her to let you have another fuck or give you a blowjob this time?” the slim guitarist sneered, making Duff upset.

“Don’t talk about my sister like that.”

“I kissed her! Is that what you want to hear?” the redhead yelled, enraging the guitarist beyond belief.

“I knew it! I fucking knew it. Fuck you.” he grumbled shoving Axl and leaving the house with a loud slam.

“He’s definitely getting laid tonight.” Slash snickered.

Duff and Axl both looked at him and exhaled.

“I’ll talk to her.” Slash huffed walking in between both men to climb the stairs, stumbling on the way.

Axl dashed to the living room, collecting some beers from the fridge, and headed outside to sit on the pool recliners with a clear shot of the sky and the quiet sounds of the night to calm himself down.

… … …

“Maddy is it okay if I come in.” I heard Slash ask , hearing the door slowly creak open.

“Okay.” I murmured not trying to pull myself together as I lay sprawled over my bed, my face buried into the side of my pillow.

"Well, there was a fight and it was pretty interesting besides the fact there was no actual fight since Izzy disappeared somewhere and Axl ran off pissed." he sighed, as if he was waiting for a fight to start so he could pick who to root for.

“Did you want a fight to happen?” I giggled.

Slash was always joking, even in tough situations, which made me appreciate him a lot. He would often distract me from my problems by telling me jokes, which made me laugh.

“Sorry babe, I’m not good at this shit. I can’t even keep a girlfriend myself.” he sighed.

“It’s okay Slash. I appreciate you coming up here to try and make me feel better though.” I smiled.

“Of course. Your like my little sis. I can’t see you upset.” he said jumping on the bed making me squeal.

“Question though?”

“Hm.” I replied.

“I can tell you obviously love them both but who do you think you see a future with out of the two of them?”

“I don’t know I care about them both.”

“That’s true but when it comes down to it, who would you pick?”

“Axl.”

“Holy shit I knew it.”

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Conflicted: Pt. 8🎀

i have 2 chapters for yall today i’m posting the other one later tonight ;)

Maddy P.O.V

I don’t really remember what happened after my breakdown at the beach because I had fallen asleep on the way back to the apartment.

And when I woke up I was tucked into my bed with the lights closed.

I looked around for my alarm clock to check the time and it read 11:00 pm.

I was out for that long?

I peeked around and saw some light coming from underneath my door meaning someone was awake in the kitchen.

Although I didn’t hear any noises I figured whoever it was, was probably just watching MTV.

Duff usually stayed up till 2 in the morning before calling it a night so it could most definitely be him or…..Izzy.

I stood up and ripped my door open, expecting to see my brother seated on the couch, which he was, along with Izzy.

They were both watching tv silently, as if they had had an argument , and neither was acknowledging the other.

“Finally. You're awake," Duff said, not in the least bit excited to see me.

Strange.

“Come and sit here, Maddy," he urged, patting the empty space next to him on the couch that was far away from Izzy.

"W-What's wrong?" I questioned, stealing a look at Izzy, who refused to move his gaze away from the television screen.

I could tell by his face something was wrong. That face he always made when he was angry was very visible right now.

“I’m only gonna ask you this once and you better fucking tell me the damn truth Maddy Elizabeth Mckagan.”

“Are you and Izzy fucking?”

“What! Why would you say something like that.” I squealed jumping up from my seat catching Izzy’s attention.

“We’re definitely not fucking Duff.” Izzy barked lighting up a cigarette.

“Then what’s going on! I’m not an idiot like you both may think. I can hear whispers and even the tiniest of noises from my bedroom.”

“At first I thought you would be sneaking Angela in every night when everyone would be sleeping. But then I woke up to pee one night and I peeked outside to see the action and I see Maddy on top of you!” he snapped pushing Izzy.

“I’m not sleeping with Maddy, if you want the honest truth but I did fool around with her.”

“How far did you do with her?”

“Duff please let it go-

“You have no right to be talking right now Maddy. Now let him finish.” Duff threatened making me sit back down and accept what was to come.

“We just messed around like y’know rubbing on each other and shit.” Izzy stated attempting to hide the smirk that was threatening to appear.

Duff was very quiet for a bit and placed his hands on his hips like he was thinking about what to do next.

I could see how angry he was by the way his chest was moving up and down in big breaths.

“I want you out of my fucking apartment. Fucking now!” my brother yelled grabbing Izzy by the shirt and shoving him into the door.

“Duff stop please. I-I love him.”

“You what?” he asked very quietly.

“I love Izzy.” I mumbled staring at him with glossy eyes.

“I can’t believe this right now. My sister and one of my best friends going behind my back like this.”

“I can’t even stand to look at you.” he glared with disgust.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to happen I swear.” I cried grabbing onto my brothers arm.

He shoved me off his arm and stomped off into his room slamming the door so loud that a few of the kitchen decor fell and broke.

“Fuck this.” was all Izzy said before leaving out the door and leaving me standing there a mess all by myself.

“Izzy wait!” I yelled chasing after him outside the apartment.

“Izzy please just wait.”

“Maddy just leave me alone.” he huffed slightly annoyed by me stopping him.

“No I won’t. I won’t leave you alone until you tell me why your being so mean to me. All I said was I love you.”

“You don’t love me. You’re only 16. I know what it’s like to feel that way towards someone and I don’t feel it about you.”

“I’m sorry.” he said before turning around and leaving.

“I’m sorry.” rang throughout my head and it just felt like my heart got stabbed a thousand times over and over again.

Izzy P.O.V

Fuck I felt like the biggest asshole on earth after saying that lie to Maddy.

The truth was that I had never felt this way about any girl before and it scared me to even think about it.

But I did love Maddy. She just couldn’t know. I would rather have her hate me than know I love her too.

Because once she finds out she’ll want to be in a relationship and expect things out of me like a normal boyfriend and I can’t do that for her.

My whole life I’ve never had an actual faithful relationship and I wasn’t so sure if I was ready to give all of that up.

Maddy was the perfect girl anyone could ever ask for but out of Duff’s sake I was going to stay away from her.

As much as I loved Maddy I felt the same way about Duff.

He was like a brother to me and I couldn’t continue on this way with his little sister if he felt so harshly about it.

And I was worried about him kicking me out of the band even though he didn’t have that much power, lately Axl had been a major asshole towards me so it wouldn’t be a shock if I found out I was kicked out just because of this.

The best option for now was to stay away from Maddy at all costs.

Conflicted Chapter 25🎀:

Maddy P.O.V:

The day had become increasingly cold, and the weather had been dreary and pouring all morning, casting a heavy fog over the Emerald City and dampening the mood for today's Guns N' Roses concert.

The band had already sold out Lumen Stadium and were determined to perform rain or shine, not wanting to disappoint their anticipating fans.

I didn't see them much throughout the day because they were at rehearsal early in the morning to make sure things went smoothly for their concert later. Izzy left me a letter saying he was going to be late arriving home, so I didn't bother calling him because I knew he wouldn't answer since he was preoccupied.

I was left upstairs in the meantime, looking through my closet for something perfect to wear to the event. I came upon something I wouldn't often wear: a tight black leather skirt and a black crop top paired with knee high boots.

I made my way to the mirror, double-checking my appearance to ensure that I would stand out from the crowd and that Izzy saw me differently, rather than as an immature youngster. Because the women he constantly dated were double his age.

“I’m home!” my mom called from downstairs, prompting me to rush down.

“How would this look at the concert?” I shakily asked, showing off the rock girlfriend outfit I had put together.

“Maddy, you know how I feel about clothes like that.” my mom grimaced, disapproving the tiny black skirt and top that didn’t look appropriate for my age.

“Please! Everyone wears this to rock concerts.”

“I am not letting you go to a rock concert dressed like a hooker sweetie. Find something else.” my mom insisted.

“Okay fine.” I sighed, trudging myself back upstairs.

If she didn't let me wear it, I'd sneak it out of the house. I could disguise my shirt by wearing one of Duff's t-shirts over it and a long skirt.

My mother would have no clue.

… … …

“Madalaine! Come down or else the boys are going to be late!” my mom yelled, forcing me to quickly spray some perfume and slap on my black choker necklace.

I rushed down the steps covered in Duff’s AC/DC graphic tee and my large pencil skirt my mother had bought for me, my first day of high-school which I never wore till today.

“Why are you dressed like a school teacher?” Axl snickered, at my choice of clothing.

“Leave her alone. She can wear whatever she wants, whether it be an old lady costume.” my brother replied, pausing afterwards and wondering why it came out so terrible yet sounded nice in his head, as he wrapped his arm around me.

Axl, Slash, and Steven burst out laughing, even Izzy, which made me feel sad embarrassed about my choice of apparel, making me contemplate if I should have worn a different outfit to cover my clothes below.

“Okay let’s go now.” Axl said, looking down at his radiant gold watch.

“Good luck boys! And don’t drive fast.” my mom warned, as we all piled out the door one by one.

“Don’t worry Mrs.Mckagan. We’ll be safe.” Steven chirped giving her a toothy grin.

We all crammed into Duff's car, and since there wasn't enough place for me in the the backseat, I had to sit on Izzy's lap in this hideous skirt.

I was starting to cringe while wearing the outfit and wanted to take it off, especially since I was sitting on his lap. I didn’t want him to think I was some loser dressed up like this for a rock concert.

So I quickly shoved the pencil skirt down my silky smooth legs, which had been moisturized and shaved because I intended to wear such a short skirt. And took off Duff's tee, leaving me in the clothes I had intended to wear to the show if not for my mother.

I heard Steven gasp, instantly, next to me, like a little child who had just seen his elder sister doing the worst conceivable thing.

“You look hot, Maddy.” Slash smirked, eyeing my short choice of clothing for the night.

I adjusted my top slightly so that my cleavage was not too apparent; I didn't want to seem trashy, but I did want to feel sexier.

“Whoa baby. When was this?” Izzy whispered from behind me, putting his hands on my visibly exposed waist.

I turned my head to face him, whispering in his ear that I wanted to look sexy for him, and returned his gaze with pouty lips and wide eyes. He looked at me with lustful eyes and grasped my waist more tightly, forcing me all the way back on his lap until my back was lying flat against his chest.

“I would’ve taken you right here if I didn’t have any respect for your brother.” he growled in my ear, yanking on my hair lightly.

My eyes fluttered as I heard his obscene remarks in my ear, and I was about to let out a small whimper but Axl had interrupted.

“What is going on back the-…..whoa.” Axl gulped, looking me up and down.

“Hey, stop looking a-…….Maddy what are you wearing!” Duff yelped, attempting to cover his eyes at his baby sister wearing a black mini-skirt and a crop top with skin prominent.

“It’s fine. I think she looks hot.” Axl grinned looking back towards me, and Izzy, who was scowling at him.

“Ewww. Stop it everyone! Stop staring at my sister please, for christ sake.”

“We can’t help that she’s sexy, man.” Slash shrugged.

Steven exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention to the large stadium that awaited them, as well as a few fans who had been camped outside.

Duff parked the car in the parking garage where there were no fans or workers to protect the band's privacy. They wanted to welcome their fans on the way in, but they knew their management would disagree.

“That skirt better not come up more than that.” Duff groaned looking at my mini skirt that was inching it’s way up towards my underwear.

I nodded embarrassingly, fixed my clothes in the reflection of the car window, and applied some lipgloss for Izzy.

“We have 30 minutes to set everything up and make sure our instruments are in tune.” Axl spoke, drinking some water and a cough drop to refrain his throat from straining.

“You guys go ahead, I think I forgot my cigarettes in the car.” Izzy said, patting down his pockets to see whether they were still there.

“Alright. Be quick.” Axl huffed, as the band entered in one by one through the large door with the huge banner that read, “Welcome Guns N' Roses to Seattle.”

“I’ll come with you.” I remarked, gazing between the boys who had disappeared halfway down the hallway and Izzy.

“Okay quick.” he replied, jogging to the car and opening it, rummaging among my discarded clothes and some rubbish in Duff's car, hoping to locate his pack of Marlboros.

“Where are they.” he groaned, searching through some old cassette tapes in a last minute effort.

“Why don’t we ask Slash, he always carries some.” I asked, leaning against the car, feeling the cold metal pressing against my exposed legs.

“I guess.” he sighed and closed the door, coming to stand opposite of me, gazing at my attire.

“What?” I muttered, blushing as I turned away from him, shying from his gaze.

“Just that you look great tonight. I never expected you to wear clothes like these, but now that you did, I want to see you in them all the time." he smirked and brushed my hair off my shoulders, revealing more of my top.

He traced my collarbones before letting his fingers slip the straps of my clothing down, allowing it to fall loosely like an off-the-shoulder top, and reached forward, laying a wet kiss on my neck, causing me to take a deep breath in and close my eyes at the sweet sensation of him biting at the sensitive flesh.

He spun me around effortlessly, and I placed my hands on the car and arched my back, exposing my ass through my skirt. I glanced back at him with lustful eyes, as he grasped my ass, rubbing the warm flesh, before spreading it apart to gaze my pussy, which my lacy black underwear had been engulfed by, but it was no problem for Izzy as he traced my puffy lips that spilled out, like it was a piece of art he was working on.

I heard the stadium share something about my brother's homecoming over the loudspeakers, which made me cringe and jump away from Izzy to fix myself.

“We should go..” I advised as he nodded in agreement and walked beside me, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his mouth for a quick peck before removing himself from to jog to the set where the rest of the band was.

I shook it off and noticed a large crowd of fans already gathered around the stage, looking up at the band, who were currently strumming out their instruments to determine whether or not their guitar was tuned.

Slash was grinning at some of the girls who were wearing little to no clothing, sending him flirting winks and obscene gestures, as well as flashing him parts of their, while my brother was receiving the same treatment and grinning.

Gross.

Steven was busy pounding away in his own little universe, his hair bouncing up and down with his speed, and as usual, Axl was nowhere to be found but Izzy was just quietly strumming his guitar as he looked out into the crowd, when I noticed one female in particular smiling and waving at all of them like she knew them personally.

“It’s Pam!” Steven exclaimed as he stood up from the drum set and waved her onto the stage.

“Hi!” the blonde woman chirped, wearing nothing but a small stage outfit, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Pam, good to see you.” Duff smiled and hugged her while checking her out.

Gross again!

“Izzy. How are you?” she asked softly, looking at him as if she were in love with

“I’ve been good.” he replied uninterested, looking down at his guitar that he was currently strumming.

“Y’know ever since we broke up. I’ve been doing well and I hope you are too.” she cooed, trying to grab onto his arm to which he moved out of reach.

“I just told you I’ve been good Pam. Get over it.” he huffed, retreating away from her and to the back corner of the stage where he sat down on the end of the mini platform that was on top of the stage.

“Trust me. He’s way over you.” Slash smirked, looking over at me, making her snap her head to give me a nasty glare.

“Who is she?” the blonde woman named Pamela spat.

“Izzy’s girl and Duff’s little sis.”

“What is a little girl like her doing with Izzy? Doesn’t he like his women with a little more experience.” she laughed, clapping her hands as she flipped her hair back over her shoulder.

“Obviously not or else you would’ve still had him.” I told her rolling my eyes at her ugly attitude.

“You guys could fight…or kiss and makeup whatever you prefer.” Slash grinned, while Duff grabbed him and shoved him away from his little sister, annoyed by his raunchy behavior.

“Where’s Ax?” Pamela whined.

“Who knows.” I grumbled walking to where Izzy was.

“What’s up?” he asked, looking up from his guitar to meet my big brown eyes.

“Nothing. I just met your ex.” I sighed, looking back at the blonde girl who was now glaring.

“Ignore her. She’s just stuck on our past relationship.” he insisted.

“What about Angela? Was she doing the same?” I spat, annoyed by his nonchalant demeanor, at the fact of his ex showing up for their show.

“Baby-

“I’ll be back.” I interrupted, stomping backstage where all the employees were setting up catering and the tables for the management.

I wondered where Axl had gone to hide from all of the craziness, and found him sitting quietly in the dressing room, smoking a cigarette and drinking champagne.

“I thought you’re supposed to be rehearsing.” I mumbled, slumping down onto the blue couch that was placed in their dressing room by request of Axl.

“I am. I need to be away from everyone so I can do my vocal warmups.” he muttered, blinking his eyes in annoyance at my presence.

“Okay I guess I'll leave." I huffed and trudged out the door.

He did not stop me or change his opinion, instead allowing me to leave with nowhere to clear my head, which made me more frustrated.

First, that blonde woman appeared out of nowhere and turned out to be Izzy's ex, and then Axl practically booted me out of the dressing room.

I began to cry because I felt unwanted and started to feel like an idiot in these clothes, even though I had felt so confident from before, but now I was rushing past people, hoping to find the bathroom so I wouldn't have to deal with the shame of anyone watching me cry, and sprinted towards the women's bathroom when I finally noticed it.

There was no one in the restroom, so I quickly chose the farthest stall away from the door to close and slid down the wall, letting my tears fall across my naked legs.

The door opened, and I hurriedly wiped away my tears and tried to contain my sniffles, which were escaping at a rapid pace.

“I can’t believe he’s with that little bitch.” I heard the same woman from earlier shout.

“Who even is she?” another girl spoke.

I looked through the crack in the stall and saw Pamela with another girl who looked to be the same age as hers with a big grin and short brown hair, while they were styling each other's hair with hairspray and applying mascara.

“Adrianna, I can’t believe he would leave me for that.” she groaned, reapplying a dark shade of lipstick to her already chapped lips.

“It’s okay Pam. You can always go for Duff or Slash.” she cooed, wiggling her eyebrows in an attempt to make her friend laugh.

“I don’t want them. It’s either Iz or Ax.”

“Then go for Ax. He was telling me earlier when I visited him in the dressing room, how happy he was, to know that you came.” the girl with the brown hair spoke.

That bastard.

“I guess you’re right. Let’s go.” they both nodded as they made their way out of the restroom.

I ran out of the restroom and dashed over to the arena, suddenly remembering about the show, knowing my brother would be worried about where I went.

I could hear the song "Paradise City" playing throughout the arena, the same one that had been playing on my television when I presented my mother to Izzy.

I looked for Izzy and saw him strumming his guitar along, with the song, occasionally making a gesture to the audience, which exploded.

Axl was bouncing all over the stage and doing his dance moves in between singing breaks before returning to shouting his voice out.

Duff caught me peeping out of the curtain and smiled brightly, as did Slash, so I gave them a quick wave and a thumbs up to let them know they were doing an excellent job but they already knew it.

They had the girls going crazy, flashing them, and the boys in the crowd couldn't get enough of it either.

I saw Izzy look across at me with a blank expression on his face before, acknowledging my presence, and returning his gaze back to the crowd.

I rolled my eyes and returned my attention to my brother, bouncing up and down for him whenever he had a solo moment.

They played a few more songs before calling it a night and thanking everyone who came out to see them, notably Duff, who praised the city of Seattle for their support and expressed his love for his hometown beyond all else.

They all packed backstage and went to the dressing room to shower before sitting down with towels around their necks to cool down.

Slash came over with his curls drenched in water from the shower and flicked some of it off onto me making me cringe.

“Ew stop it!” I squealed, hating the tiny droplets that landed on my bare skin.

“Ew sToP it.” Axl mocked, making me angry with him all over again.

“Leave her alone guys.” Duff shouted from across the room, currently giving a groupie an autograph on her tits.

Ew ew ew.

“So, where is your boyfriend hm?”

“Thought he would want to spend more time with you, now that your dressed hot for once.” Axl smirked coming up behind me to play with my hair and twist it around his finger.

“Don’t touch me.” I spat.

“Damn. I guess he left you for some groupie then? Or maybe Pam…?”

I turned around to face him with my eyes narrowed.

“How do you know they used to be a thing?” I wondered.

“Everyone knew. We all shared.” he grumbled, as if I were too naive to comprehend.

“Shared?”

“Yes Maddy. Shared. As in Izzy would fuck her and pass her to me and then I would share her with Slash, so forth.” he stated as if it was no big deal.

I looked at him with a shocked expression making him roll his eyes.

“Yeah I know. I’m a terrible person. I don’t need to hear that from you.” he huffed walking away.

I now felt stupid for thinking the Pamela girl was anything special, but I couldn't get over how Izzy had nearly dumped all of his girlfriends.

I did not want to end up like that. And I definitely did not want to be shared.

I exited the changing room for some fresh air and noticed Izzy at the other end of the corridor conversing with the Pamela girl.

I scrunched my face upon seeing this and immediately stomped over to where the two were at and shoved the girl so hard that she fell to the floor with a loud thud.

“What the fuck!” she screamed, hissing in pain as her back felt broken.

“Stay away from my boyfriend.” I spat, grabbing Izzy and pulling him aside to a small corner around the hallway.

“I didn’t know you had that in you.” he smirked taking a drag from his cigarette.

“Why were you talking to her?”

“I wasn’t. She corned me.” he shrugged.

“Why are you acting like it’s not a big deal that she’s talking to you. She’s your ex!” I shouted, increasingly frustrated at how nonchalant he was behaving towards the whole ordeal.

“Maddy, stop overthinking about everything that involves me and another girl.” he hissed, grabbing my arm rather tightly.

“Let go Iz. It hurts.” I whined, ripping my arm from his grasp.

“Fuck m’ sorry baby.” he apologized, kissing my arm.

“It’s just, sometimes you don’t trust me and that makes me upset.” he told me, grabbing my hands in his to tug me elsewhere.

“C’mere, let’s go somewhere more quiet.”

… … …