Conflicted Chapter 19🎀:

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.”

… … …

HENRY CAVILL as MIKE Hellraiser: Hellworld (2005) | dir. Rick Bota

Conflicted : Pt. 4🎀

Maddy P.O.V:

We all went back to my brothers apartment and spent the rest of the day hanging out and watching MTV.

Axl had left early since he had to go see Erin, his current girlfriend. I hadn’t met her, although I’d heard great things about her.

“I’ll see you all later and you too Maddy.” he said smirking at me before he left out the door.

“What was that all about?” Duff asked me particularly annoyed about the whole ordeal with Axl and I from earlier today.

“Nothing. Why do you always overreact Duff. Axl sees tons of women everyday I doubt I’m anything special.” I huffed coming to sit down next to Duff.

Izzy was sitting on the floor strumming his guitar softly while writing something down at the same time on his notepad.

“Are you writing a new song?” I asked softly.

“Yeah. I’m not done yet. So you can’t hear it.” he said without breaking eye contact with his fingers that were carefully strumming between cords.

“I didn’t ask.” I rolled my eyes slumping further into the couch.

Duff yawned next to me and almost fell asleep before jerking abruptly and hitting my face by accident.

“Ow!” I squealed holding my cheek.

“Maddy I’m so sorry!” Duff exclaimed grabbing my hands and apologizing.

“It’s okay you didn’t mean it.” I smiled letting him know I was okay.

“Are you sure? I can get you an ice pack.” my brother asked.

Duff was always looking after me since I was a kid so him acting like this even after all these years was comforting.

He always made sure that I was okay especially when mom wasn’t around to look after me.

“I’m sure Duff. I promise. You can go to sleep I know you’re tired.” I said giving him a side hug.

“Okay.” he said sheepishly smiling before heading off to his room and closing the door behind him.

“You guys have a close bond.” Izzy spoke from where he was sitting on the floor.

“Yeah. He’s been looking out for me ever since we were little.” I replied.

Izzy got up from the floor and suddenly made his way to the spot Duff left empty on the couch.

“How old are you again?” he asked scooting closer to where I was sitting at the other end of the couch.

“16.” I whispered, suddenly meek from how close he was sitting next to me.

“No wonder Duff is so overprotective over you. You’re sixteen and you look like that.” he said before leaning back and going back to strumming his guitar lightly.

“What do you mean look like that.” I asked turning my body to face towards him this time.

“I mean you look hot.” he nonchalantly stated like he’d said it all the time to a bunch of girls.

He felt around his pocket and pulled out a fresh pack of Malboros before lighting one up and exhaling out.

“You know those are bad for you.” I said scrunching my nose at the smell.

“Good.” he sarcastically replied uninterested in hearing a lecture or so he thought.

He went back to strumming his guitar not missing any beats.

“So when do you think you’ll be done with the song your writing?” I ask again hoping to make small talk with Izzy.

He takes another slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling and turning to face towards me.

“When you shut the fuck up and let me work.” he said before popping the cigarette back into his mouth and strumming again.

I suddenly felt hot tears building up in my eyes from his harsh behavior.

“I was just trying to have a conversation.” I said with a shaky voice.

His expression read somewhat guilty and annoyed at my sudden tears.

“Sorry.” he shrugged still not letting go of the guitar strings between his fingers.

I felt hurt that he wasn’t paying attention to the fact that he had just made me cry that I roughly slapped his hand away from the guitar so he would look at me.

“What the fuck Maddy.” he growled.

I didn’t think about what I did next and kissed him abruptly on the lips.

“Maddy what are you doing.” he asked pulling back from me and looking at me with a confused expression.

I felt very humiliated all of a sudden and immediately retreated back to my room with a fresh new set of tears streaming down my face.

Of course he wouldn’t kiss me back when he had thousands of other better looking women to comfort him in bed.

He wouldn’t even look at me if Duff wasn’t my brother.

I would just be another childish face to him.

“Maddy open the door.” Izzy said leaning against my bedroom door.

“No. Go away.” my voice cracked.

“Please baby. Open the door.” he softly whispered making sure Duff wasn’t listening.

I didn’t know if it was the tone of his voice or the fact that he called me his baby that made me walk over and open the door.

He came, swiftly closing the door behind him and locking it for good measure.

“Why did you lock the door Izzy. Duff will see and-

He picked me up before I could finish and placed me on the bed in front of him sitting me down while he was standing upright, having me lock my legs around him.

“What’s wrong. I thought you wanted this.” he whispered in my ear tracing a finger down my body and stopping at my pajama shorts with a tiny bow against the front of them.

“This present all for me.” he smirked sliding them down my legs until they were on the ground.

I wish I hadn’t worn these pink frilly panties and some other sexier ones.

The truth was that I didn’t own any sexy lingerie or anything.

My mother always bought me the same embarrassing pattern ones like flowers or boy shorts since she thought I shouldn’t be wearing grown women underwear.

“Did you buy these yourself?” Izzy asked tracing over my pink panties.

“No. My mom thinks I shouldn’t wear grown women panties so she buys me these dumb ones.” I blurted out without thinking twice of what I just said.

“Your mom still buys your underwear?” he laughed loudly like he had just heard the best joke ever.

“Yes so what.” I huffed trying to push him off me to no avail.

“It’s cute. Like you.” he said kissing my cheek before pulling off of me completely.

“Aren’t you gonna t-touch me or something.” I mumbled stuttering over my words at how nervous I was about the whole situation.

“Did you want me to?” he asked uninterested and looking over at the dresser that I had newly decorated prior to moving into Duff’s guest bedroom with pictures of Duff and I from back home in Seattle.

“I like you Izzy.” I blurted out.

He put the picture down he was currently fixated on and turned back to look at me.

“Maddy your Duff’s little sister.”

“So what. You don’t like me just because I’m Duff’s little sister?” I spat.

“Do you just do this to every girl then?”

“What are you talking about?” he asked coming closer.

“You just came into my bedroom to what, look at my family pictures and have a chat. Or did you come in here to look at my panties to get off and leave me hanging like some dumbass.” I angrily shouted.

“Be fucking quiet or else Duff will wake up.” he growled grabbing my arm a bit tight.

“Let me go. I’m humiliated enough standing in front of you with only my panties on!” I retorted ripping out of his grasp and bending down to grab my pajama shorts.

But before I could he grabbed me onto his waist and pulled me into a rough french kiss.

I kissed him back as passionately as his wet kiss hoping to catch up to his speed.

He grabbed onto my hips and pushed me further into him making me feel him against my panties which were now damp.

“Izzy.” I whimpered as he trailed wet kisses down my neck and towards my cleavage.

“This what you wanted huh.”

“Just wanted a chance alone with me to do this.” he groaned grabbing onto my hips and guiding them up and down his covered length.

“Y-yes.” I moaned loving the feeling of his covered manhood rubbing against my wet panties.

He suddenly let go of me letting me fall onto the bed with a bounce before adjusting himself and fixing his jacket.

“Sorry Maddy. I can’t be doing this behind his back.” he said before leaving the room.

“Izzy wait-

But before I could have the chance to continue Izzy grabbed his things and left out the apartment door.

Conflicted: Pt.3 🎀

Maddy P.O.V

When I woke up I found some leftover cereal in a bowl and a few bottles of beer scattered around the place.

I went around the kitchen island and found a note attached to the fridge.

“Went to rehearsal with Iz. Be back soon sis.” Duff wrote.

I rolled my eyes and crumbled up the paper throwing it in the trash.

“What am I supposed to do all by myself!” I groaned looking around the quiet and empty apartment space.

I planned on waking up early and spending some time with Duff but I knew how important the band was to him and I wasn’t going to be a pain in the ass about it.

I just missed my brother which is why I wanted to be around Duff.

“DUFF OPEN UP. I’VE BEEN TRYING TO CALL YOU ALL MORNING.” yelled a deep voice from outside.

I opened the door and was met with a fiery redhead who upon seeing my face softened his features and raised an eyebrow towards me.

Axl.

“Is Duff around?” he asked leaning an arm against the door frame and peeking around the apartment.

“I thought he was with you rehearsing? Izzy went with him too.” I told him.

“Those fuckers. I knew it.” he barked kicking his foot against the wall.

I jumped up a little at his sudden outburst and backed away from the door.

“Shit. Sorry Maddy I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s just, we’ve been trying to work on a new song but instead of including me they go by themselves because apparently I have anger issues and spaz out when things don’t go my way.” he huffed

Anger issues? That’s for sure…

“That sucks.” I muttered staring down at my feet kicking the air softly.

“You probably don’t get it. I don’t know why I even told you.” he laughed giving me a look.

“Okay well Duff isn’t here so you can leave.” I huffed angrily.

“Could I still come in?” he asked giving me puppy eyes.

“Fine.” I said letting him through to Duff’s apartment.

“So what’s a girl like you doing in L.A?” he asked looking me up and down.

It felt like everyone in L.A dressed glam and metal except for me.

Duff and I were from a small town in Seattle and I didn’t really catch the whole punk vibe being from there but instead I had my own style.

I was a girly girl but not in a shove it in your face type of way.

I believe everyone has their own unique style and people shouldn’t be shamed for having a different style than others.

“I’m here to see Duff and spend some time with him.” I told him handing him a glass of water which he generously gulped down.

“Hm. Well since Duff isn’t here maybe I could show you around?” he asked with a smirk.

“I’m not sure if Duff will like that.”

“Oh come on. I’m not a bad guy. I won’t try to hit on you or anything but I can’t keep a promise.” he joked winking at me.

Duff P.O.V

Izzy and I had left to practice some lyrics and come up with a catchy riff for our next song without anyone else or Axl.

I didn’t really have anything against anyone but it was more peaceful when Izzy and I were the only ones recording in the studio.

The rest just brought chaos with them especially Axl.

Every-time a certain part of the song wouldn’t go his way or he wasn’t feeling in good shape to sing he would just throw a tantrum and end up leaving an unfinished song for us to finish.

Which is why I convinced Izzy to wake up early and help me finish this song for our next album.

“Can we go home now. I’m hungry.” Izzy whined pulling out a new pack of cigarettes and lighting one up.

“Yeah man. Let’s get out of here. I hope Maddy made something to eat.” I said hearing my stomach grumble as we both exited the recording studio and headed towards my car.

“Oh shit. I forgot my hat. Wait here.” Izzy said rushing back in the studio.

I groaned and started to make my way towards my car when I heard a deep laugh and a giggle accompanying it.

“Axl. We should get back now.” the familiar voice echoed.

“Got it!” Izzy yelled coming out of the studio fairly quickly with his hat in the air.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw two heads whip in our direction and that’s when I saw Axl and my little sister practically holding hands with how close they were.

“Axl Rose you motherfucker.” I yelled.

Maddy P.O.V

Axl and I were walking down the same street that they would go to record music often.

“Axl are you sure we won’t run into them here? We should get home now anyways.” I told him worried that Duff would show up any minute now.

“Nah. Don’t worry. I doubt they’ll see us.” Axl said shrugging me off and walking ahead.

“Are you sure?” I asked again catching up to him.

He leaned in close so that our hands were practically touching about to tell me something when I heard….Izzy?

“I got it!” Izzy yelled.

And when I turned around I saw my brother standing by his car shooting Axl the meanest look I’ve ever seen on his face.

Fuck.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing so close to my little sis.” he yelled shoving Axl causing him to tumble over a trash can.

“Stop it Duff. He was just showing me around the city since you decided to ditch me with Izzy.” I yelled at him while helping Axl up.

I could see Izzy giving me looks from behind Duff not saying a word.

“Relax Mckagan. All I was doing was showing her a bit of L.A.” Axl groaned rolling his eyes at my brother.

“Yeah right. And then afterwards you were gonna take her to your bed. Isn’t that right Axl?” Duff retorted grabbing me by the arm and moving me away from Axl while accidentally shoving me right in front of Izzy.

“Duff I think you’re overreacting. Besides I’m with Erin and she’s the only girl for me.” he told my brother as they got into another argument completely ignoring Izzy and I.

“S-sorry.” I mumbled staring at my Mary Jane’s which were accompanied by frilly white socks in contrast to the dark black rocker boots Izzy wore.

“It’s fine.” he murmured putting his cigarette to his mouth and blowing out away from me.

Axl was a handsome guy. But for some reason I never felt shy or awkward when I was around him or any of the others except for Izzy.

He had that effect on me where I went dumb and didn’t know how to speak properly.

“Cute outfit.” he said with his iconic smirk tracing his eyes over my pink mini skirt and white top.

“Thanks.” I blushed looking away from him and towards the other duo that were busy talking each other’s ears off.

“So how was your date with Axl?” he asked nudging me lightly on the shoulder.

“It wasnt a date. He was just showing me around!” I protested turning back around to give him a stern look.

“Axl doesn’t just take girls to see L.A.”

“That must mean you have something or look like something he wants.” he joked looking at me with an eyebrow raised.

He took another long drag from his cigarette before dropping it on the floor and stepping on it, coming close to my ear.

“If I were you I’d be more careful near Axl.”

“Especially when you wear tiny clothes like these.” he whispered bringing his hand out to play with the mini skirt I was wearing.

“Izzy.” I breathed out but before I could get another word out my brother stopped me.

“Come on Maddy. We’re going back to the apartment.” he said leading the way for all 3 of us to follow.

Conflicted: Pt.9🎀

Maddy P.O.V

“Fuck you Izzy!” I screamed running back to the apartment and slamming the door.

Tears were streaming down my face like a river, and I couldn't even talk to Duff to make things better.

I felt like I had done the worst thing conceivable to my brother, and the guilt was eating away at me as I stared at the ceiling.

I had to get out of here and get some fresh air. But I only knew of one place.

Axl’s.

He showed it to me while giving me the tour of Los Angeles. I actually liked it a lot since he had a house all the way up in the hills. Duff had mentioned something about moving there soon but for now I was glad they didn’t live close.

"Fuck it." I thought as I changed into a cute denim skirt and slipped on my zip up jacket.

I grabbed my sneakers and left the apartment ushering a taxi as soon as I exited the apartment complex.

“Where to miss?” the taxi driver asked me.

“The hills.”

“You got it.” he nodded putting the car into drive and pulling out of the curb.

It wasn’t too far of a drive but a good 15 minutes from where Duff lived.

As soon as I got to his house I quickly ran to the door knocking on it softly.

I didn’t want him to think I was so desperate to come and see him or else that would be embarrassing. Especially since I really had nowhere else to go.

“Coming!” yelled a deep voice from inside.

The door opened abruptly and there was Axl standing before me shirtless and wearing a pair of boxers.

“Maddy?” he smirked.

“Is it o-okay if I stay the night with you? Duff and I got into an argument earlier.”

“Of course. Come in.” he said extending his arm out to usher me inside.

“What happened?”

“He found out about Izzy and I. And then Izzy had an argument with me and stormed off.” I sighed trying my best not to cry in front of Axl.

He sat me down on the couch and comforted me about Duff.

“He’ll come around. He’s your brother y’know he’s just looking out for you.” he stated throwing his arm around me for a tight hug.

“So what’s the deal between you and Iz?” he asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Nothing. I told him I loved him and he ran off telling me I was just a kid and that he didn’t feel the same way.”

Axl laughed before shaking his head.

“Typical. He runs away from true love every chance he gets.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean Izzy’s a fucking dumbass who doesn’t know something good if it hit him in the fucking face.” he snorted rolling his eyes.

Axl scooted closer towards me and looked me in my eyes brushing my hair off my face.

“He wouldn’t know how to treat someone as special as you.” he whispered cupping my cheek in his hand.

“Axl.” I breathed out suddenly realizing how close we were to each others face.

“I’ve wanted you ever since I saw you Maddy.”

Now is the moment. This is what you were waiting for.

Anything to make Izzy jealous right?

I leaned in, softly pressing my lips against Axl’s, signaling consent.

And he responded by grabbing onto the back of my hair and forcefully pressing his lips onto mine.

“Fuck.” he muttered grabbing me and pulling me on his lap.

I continued kissing him as best as I learned from Izzy which was different from Axl’s style.

Axl was more aggressive and loved tongue.

“Have you and Izzy fucked yet?” he asked briefly pulling away from my lips and attacking my neck instead.

“Uhm no.” I whimpered unable to concentrate as he moved my hips back and forth on his hardened member.

He flipped me back down so that he was hovering over me and pulled my skirt down leaving me in my pale pink panties.

“Cute.” he grinned pulling them down harshly and throwing them on the floor somewhere.

He started to peel off his boxers when I stopped him.

“W-wait. I’ve never done this before.”

He stared at me like I had said a funny joke and looked rather amused.

“Your kidding right?” he laughed.

“No.” I whispered looking up at him and hoping he didn’t act weirdly about it.

“Okay well it’ll hurt at first.” he casually shrugged not phased over the fact that I just told him I was a virgin.

I suddenly felt weird knowing he probably did this to a lot of girls and didn’t care about being their first.

He threw his boxers on the floor and unzipped my jacket letting my breasts fall out since I didn’t bother wearing a bra.

“Fuck those tits are hot.” he groaned before putting my leg over his shoulder and gliding his dick back and forth over the strings of wetness that were connecting my pussy to his dick.

“C-can you go slow please?” I mumbled, suddenly feeling way too nervous about the whole situation.

“Yes baby. I’ll go slow.” Axl said leaning forward to pull me into a kiss.

I placed both of my hands on either side of his face so I could kiss him throughout the whole process hoping it would make me feel better but most importantly go by faster.

He pulled away for a brief moment to look down at his dick going inside my pussy when I thought of Izzy and how I wanted him to be my first.

But it was too late because all of a sudden I felt the worse pain I’ve ever felt in my life and saw Axl’s dick wasn’t even halfway in.

“Ow ow!” I squealed crunching my face in pain.

“It’s gonna hurt at first but it’ll feel way better after you get used to it.” he cooed planting his lips back on mine to help distract me from the pain.

He eventually bottomed out and started moving a little while later.

“Shit your so fucking tight.”

He took his dick out of my pussy before slamming into it roughly and pounded it relentlessly.

“Axl s-slow down please. It hurts.” I mumbled as he left large purple hickeys on my neck and titties.

“I am but I can’t help that your pussy is just fucking sucking me in.” he said lusting over how wet and tight my pussy was.

“Mmpph that feels good.” I whined feeling his dick hit a spot inside my pussy that felt so good.

He kept fucking me roughly as I felt my pussy clench around him rather tightly, feeling like I was going to explode.

“Are you gonna cum baby?” Axl asked pulling out quickly to spit on my clit and rub it in with his dick before sliding back in with a squelching noise.

“Y-Yeah ’m gonna cum all over your dick.” I stuttered with lust ridden eyes.

“Fuck yeah talk dirty to me Maddy. Such a fucking good girl for Iz but a total slut on my cock.” he moaned feeling himself twitch inside me.

“Cum inside me.” I whimpered grabbing onto his hand as mine shook uncontrollably from my orgasm.

“Yeah baby you want my kids. Fuck stay still.” he grunted blowing his hot load inside of me, filling me up.

He rode out his orgasm before flopping down on the other side of the couch and grabbing a cigarette.

As I came down from my rush I quickly felt a huge sense of guilt wash through me.

“What’s wrong baby?” Axl asked noticing discomfort.

“Nothing. I need to go home now.” I meekly responded as I grabbed my clothes suddenly feeling as though they were too small and I was too exposed.

“You’re not going anywhere Maddy. It’s like 3 in the morning and I don’t want you going in a taxi alone at this time.” he argued grabbing my hand.

I shoved my hand away from his grasp and scooted closer to the end of the couch where he wasn’t.

“Okay I’ll sleep here then.” I harshly respond.

“Did I do something?” Axl asked wondering why I was acting so weird all of a sudden.

“No I just-….I’m tired is all.” I replied with a forced smile.

He nodded in response and left me alone as I soon fell deep into sleep forgetting about Duff and how I was going to explain to him why I was gone the whole night.

………

The next morning I woke up to a loud pounding on the door and a familiar voice.

I wasn’t exactly fully awake to comprehend who’s voice it was but went to open it anyways expecting it to be one of Axl’s house workers.

“Izzy?” I squinted rubbing my eyes.

“Maddy baby where did you go.” he frantically asked pushing my hair back to cup my cheeks accidentally revealing the dark purple bruises littered across my breast.

Izzy backed away from me for a bit analyzing my current state and my messed up clothing before gripping my wrist rather harshly, leaving a ring of redness around it.

“I fucking knew you would go to him after we argued.”

“Did you sleep with him?” he asked, nostrils flared as he felt sudden rage imagining Axl taking my virginity.

“Yes.” I replied bursting into tears.

“Fuck you.” he growled shoving past me to go find Axl.

“I can’t believe this.” a voice spoke from where Izzy was just standing.

Duff?

Conflicted Pt:15🎀

Maddy P.O.V :

I didn’t bother Izzy any more than I already had that night.

Despite what occurred between Axl and Izzy they both did an exceptionally well job on stage and even shared the mic quite often to sing a number of songs together.

It seemed like when it came down to being a band,they were really close and it showed in their amazing performances.

It bothered me that I was driving a wedge between them both because I knew they had a long history, since they had known each other from Indiana.

Izzy told me all about Axl’s troubled childhood and how he felt bad for him, and would be there for him as much as he could despite Axl’s erratic behavior.

I felt as though I was messing around with their feelings too much and most importantly,wanted to make things right between Izzy and I.

But first I wanted to talk to Axl about everything that had transpired between us.

… … …

“You guys were awesome!” I squealed running up to my brother to congratulate him.

“Thanks sis. I appreciate it.” he said giving me a kiss on the cheek.

“Ew Duff. You’re all sweaty.” I scoffed wiping my cheek with the back of my hand.

“Where’s my kiss Duff?” Slash grinned moving his sunglasses down to peek at him.

“You’re definitely wasted.” Duff groaned heading back to the dressing rooms with Slash and Axl.

“How did you like the drums Maddy!” a rather hyper Steven asked, practically bouncing towards me with the adrenaline running though his system.

“It was great Stevie. I loved it all.” I nodded, to which he gave me his iconic grin before heading off in the same direction the others went.

I saw Izzy standing near the stage talking to some girls who were giggling and asking for his autograph.

So I made my way over there to introduce myself and let the girls back off or maybe make new friends.

“Hi everyone!” I grinned waving at the girls who didn’t seem to be any older than my age.

They looked at each other and then back towards me with an unpleasant look on their faces, practically sour.

“Who are you?” one of them spat chewing some mint gum furiously as she looked me up and down, judging my black dress.

They were wearing black ripped jeans with crop tops accessorized with chunky heels and paired with silver hoops and a bold red lip.

“I’m actually Duff’s little sister.” I replied with a warm smile in contrast to their nasty behavior.

“So you aren’t his girlfriend?” the same bratty girl asked now smirking at Izzy who was ogling her.

“N-No I mean y-yes I am.” I spewed feeling my cheeks get hot as soon as it came out of my mouth.

I didn’t dare turn around to face Izzy knowing well that he wouldn’t be feeling the same way.

“When were you gonna tell me you had a girlfriend Iz!” the girl whined like she had been waiting to spend the rest of the evening with him and her plans just got ruined.

“I never said I did.” he shrugged putting his hands up in the air before reaching down in his pocket to light up a cigarette, blowing the smoke towards my way deliberately.

I was caught off guard by the big cloud of smoke he released that I let out a few coughs causing the girls to laugh at me.

“Fucking virgin.” some girl snorted from behind the main girl.

Izzy laughed behind me like it was some funny joke.

“What’s so funny?” I asked abruptly turning around to face him.

I could feel how hot my face was from just turning around and trying to defend myself from Izzy.

“She’s kind of right. You are a virgin in a lot of ways maybe not sexually.” he snorted causing the girl who was vowing for his attention to burst out laughing.

I felt the sting of hot tears about to spill down my face and felt my breath increasing, trying my hardest not to let him see me cry.

“Aw are you gonna cry Maddy. Who fucking gives a shit.” he spat rolling his eyes at me and gesturing towards the girl to come to him.

She giggled and trotted over to where he was and right when I was just about to walk away, Izzy caught my wrist in a tight grip.

He looked me right in the eyes while giving the girl in front of him a big sloppy open mouthed tongue kiss.

“Izzy!” I screamed pushing the girl away from him to slap him across the face but he caught my hand and looked at me very aggressively with this fire in his eyes.

“Don’t fucking come near me.” he shouted making me flinch before he grabbed the girl’s hand again and disappeared down the hallway with her.

I ran off to the first room I could find in the empty backstage area and locked myself in there, bawling my eyes out as I sunk to the floor burying my face in my knees.

I understand that he was mad at Axl and I but I didn’t even let Axl kiss me.

I quickly adopted a raging headache from my tearful breakdown forcing myself to get up from the ground and wipe off my tears.

The dressing room was only a few doors down and I had to tell Duff I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible and without Izzy.

But when I went to open the door of which I thought would be the dressing room the girl from earlier opened it, in a now disheveled state, her hair was knotted and her mascara ran down her face as she wiped the corner of her mouth attempting to fix the smeared lipstick.

I looked over at Izzy who was pulling his pants up, attempting to find his belt in the mess of supplies that was in the janitor’s closet.

He saw me and didn’t say a word much to my dismay as I slammed the door shut not caring if I slammed it on the girl’s hand, wishing I had and broken her finger for being such a whore.

And felt the tears starting to pour dramatically again, this time without any control in the near future as my eyes got puffier by the minute, swollen by how much I had cried already.

I found the GNR manager leaving a room to which I assumed was it and ran towards it not caring who saw me in such a state because it couldn’t be worse than what I had just witnessed.

“Duff I w-wanna g-go NOW.” I wailed, embarrassingly loud for everyone in the dressing room to go silent and stare at me in shock.

“Maddy stop your scaring me. What happened?!?” Duff exclaimed rushing over to me with his brows furrowed.

“Iz-zy…I can’t I wa-na go now please.” I hiccuped, a mess with my tear stained face and throbbing head causing me more pain.

“Okay okay let’s go.” my brother said grabbing my hand and leading me towards the exit with our belongings.

I couldn’t see anything through my blurred vision as I hoped into the vehicle that would wait for Gun N Roses after every show, well now it was mine for the night as Duff and I drove back to his place safe and soundly.

I hugged my brother as I drifted off to sleep in his arms wishing nothing more than this to be a bad dream and that when I woke up, everything was back to normal.

Izzy P.O.V

“Can you fuck me now?” the girl asked looking at me with seductive eyes, or I guess that’s what she thought.

I didn’t even remember the girls name.

“No. I have a girlfriend.” I told her before I found my belt and made my way towards the door to get the fuck away from her before she asked for anything else.

“B—But I thought-

I let the door slam in her face not giving a damn what else she had to say, fishing in my pocket for another cigarette.

Maddy had given me some major fucking anxiety a few minutes ago when she caught the girl giving me a blowjob.

The only thing that was gonna help me right now was some fucking nicotine,booze and heroin.

I needed to get fucked up tonight to forget about all of this and her, for good.

I wasn’t the ideal guy for her and she was too much of a good girl for me to the point where I questioned my own morality sometimes.

She was better off with someone like Axl.

I sighed and opened the door of the dressing room when all of a sudden Axl pushed me up against the wall roughly and held me to it.

“The fuck did you do Stradlin.” he barked holding me tighter to which I pushed him harshly causing him to stumble.

“What are you talking about.”

“She left here fucking hysterical because of something you did. She wouldn’t even tell us because she was too busy sobbing.” he said putting his hands on his hips as Slash and Steven both shot me disapproving looks.

“I didn’t do shit! You guys are the ones who would’ve fucked if it wasn’t for me going to check on Maddy when she was trying to find the restrooms!” I shouted frowning st Axl.

“Dude! She’s fucking in love with you. She literally pushed me off and told me she loves you.” he sighed sitting down with a smack to his forehead with his palm.

“Okay well how was I supposed to know Axl!” I grumbled looking at him as more than a band mate but as a good friend for the first time in awhile.

It seemed like he genuinely wanted to help me out here.

“Look I’m sorry for going after her. I know how much you care about Maddy. And so now that you have her I need you to go and fucking find her and fix things. Make it right.”

“You’re right Ax. I gotta find her.” I spewed rushing to grab my things and jogging outside to one of our loading vans.

I hope it wasn’t too late….I just wished she knew how much she really meant to me.

She was the best thing to ever happen to me in awhile and I didn’t want to give her up.

Not for fucking anything.

would u all be interested if i made an ig group for everyone 2 communicate & send mssgs in,,, like a little 80’s rock group? <33🎀🫶🏼💗

Conflicted Chapter 27🎀:

Maddy P.O.V

The drive home from the concert was, to put it mildly, awful. I had no idea if I would be able to heal from the heartbreak I was currently experiencing.

I recalled hearing my friends talk about how heartbroken they were when they broke up with their lovers for the first time back in school, but I never realized how terrible it hurt until today.

But now I knew I had to stay away from L.A. for as long as possible in order to purge any memories of Izzy or anyone else from that band.

For sure I was going to miss Slash and Steven, but I honestly didn't want anything to do with them, and the best thing for me right now was to entirely disconnect from the group.

To tell the truth, I wasn't even sure if I wanted to see my brother again because he was the cause of everything that had gone wrong today, but it wouldn't have changed Izzy's decision to stay even if my brother had not said anything.

I guess I was rather irritated because my brother pointed out that Izzy did not love me enough to leave the band, which was not his fault.I suppose I was just a dumb young girl after all.

Axl P.O.V

To say I was upset at Maddy's decision to leave was an understatement, given that she was one of the rare girls I had met who, on occasions, I imagined having a true relationship with because she appeared to be and was different than every other girl I would stumble upon, who just slept around.

I knew she and Izzy were going to break up eventually, which is why I was trying to help her come to a swift decision, but instead she lashed out at me. If only she know I was only trying to help her, because, I didn't believe that Izzy would be as faithful as he appeared in front of her while she was away back home when we went on tour soon.

I've known him long enough to know that when he gets bored on the road, he likes to have company, specifically Pamela, and I knew Pamela was here for a reason, but when she saw Maddy, she became reluctant and backed off, not that Izzy was going to stop her advances regardless.

Izzy clearly cared about the girl, but I had the impression that he did not get along with her as well as I did. I believe we had something more unique than him, and I sensed it from the moment I met her.

“Bastard.”

“What?” I scoffed.

“I’m letting you know one last time to back off my girl.”

“Your girl?…Please, I saw you practically smoothing on Pam.” I scoffed.

“Oh man. Don’t act all innocent like you wouldn’t entertain it if a girl was coming into you, especially if they looked like Pam.” he retorted.

“Not if I had a girl like Maddy as my girlfriend.” I responded by immediately walking away from him, unable to handle being around him any longer without wanting to hit him square in the nose.

He followed after me, quickly, spinning me around roughly by my shoulder.

“The fuck.” I spat, shoving his hand.

“Listen motherfucker. Stay the hell away from my fucking personal life.” he roared, his eyes popping out, nostrils flared, and face flushed crimson with anger.

“No, you stay away from her.” I spit, getting in his face to let him know that I wasn’t intimidated.

“You just want to fuck her.”

“I already did.” I smirked, watching his face scrunch up with pure hatred.

“Your a piece of shit Axl.”

“You’re the one who was ready to take your pants off for a few quick seconds with Miss Pam.”

“You don’t know me.”

“I know you better than I know anyone.”

“…..If you think Maddy is in love with you than good luck.” he snickered, walking back to the dressing room smugly.

… … …

The next morning we awoke in Los Angeles. After such a lengthy absence, I was pleased to return to the city. But it didn't feel the same now that Maddy wasn’t here.

The city felt very different, a cold and lonely feeling she left behind, when her brother decided it was best for her to leave her, as for, Iz, to my surprise he was taking it hard and attempting to cope his feelings with whatever substances he sought.

Everyone was concerned about Iz and his recurring drug problems; not that they didn't have their own, but Izzy would usually take the most harsh substances and wind up messed up, which was bad for him and the band.

Duff and I weren't very concerned, though, because, well, for one, he had been too angry to care about his best friend’s drug problem, and he was still angry at his younger sister.

As for myself, I was in love with the girl the guy had broken up with, so I didn’t have a reason to care.

I sighed as I got out of bed and decided it was a good time to call Maddy and see what was going on with her. I grabbed my phone book and began searching through names and numbers to find Maddy's in order to get ahold of her before a drunken Izzy called her and professed his love over the phone only to wake up the next morning and never call her again.

After losing hope, I couldn't think of elsewhere to go until I came across for familiar name of her mother which was Alice.

It was definitely her mother, it had her home address on it.

I quickly grabbed a pen and scribbled down the phone number to the home address, and then hiding it somewhere Izzy couldn't get to, if he came over, and punched in the numbers, carefully punching in the numbers, picking up the device attached to the long spiral cord.

Brrrr

Brrrr

Br-

“Hello? Alice speaking.”

“Mrs. Mckagan, It’s Axl.”

“Oh, what a surprise! How are you doing honey?” her mother cheerfully asked.

“I’m good.” I chuckled.

“I was wondering if I could speak with Maddy by any chance?”

I wondered if she had told her mother what occurred that night.

"Oh, sure…..but, make sure Izzy isn’t around. I don't want him around her after seeing how upset she was the night I picked her up after their fight that night. She wouldn't even speak to me." she sighed, adjusting the phone cable to conceal the sound and signaling for Maddy to come down to answer the phone call.

“Hello?”

“Maddy….Its Axl.”

“I’m aware.”

“I wanted to ask how your doing and all y’know after tha-

“Good.” she interrupted, rather irritated that the touchy subject was brought up.

“Look, I was wondering if you would come visit me in L.A.?”

“Are you crazy!”

"My brother has basically blacklisted me from there, and I don't think I want to be around Izzy," she explained, her face sour at the mention of her now ex-boyfriend.

“Who gives a shit. You’re old enough to make your own goddamn decision.”

“And y’know, I was hopping maybe we could talk?” I added.

“Talk?”

“Yes.”

“Hm….so, what about?”

“Us.”

“There is no us Axl.” she huffed.

“Why do you just shut me off everytime the topic of us comes around?”

"I appreciate how much you care about me Axl but I think I need a break to think about everything before I decide to get into another relationship." she sighed.

I love you.

“But y’know how I feel about yo-

“I love you.”

The silence on the other line made me regret what I had said, but then she responded quickly with...

“I love you too.”

(short & sweet chapter …this series will end at 30 chapters so this is mostly a filler ! :))))

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 26🎀:

Maddy P.O.V:

Izzy led me to a dark corner of the corridor, where he pulled me against the wall and began kissing me. We made out for a bit before he pulled away and explained the issue to me in between kisses, assuring me that Pamela meant nothing to him and that I meant everything to him.

I let it go, persuading myself that I was overthinking, seeing them together in the hallway earlier, and allowed him to sweet talk his way into a quick fuck before we returned to where the boys were.

Axl had gone outside for a smoke break while everyone else was relaxing in the dressing room, with a couple of groupies hanging around, primarily Slash.

Izzy went to sit on the couch in the corner, where no one else was and played his guitar lightly, while I sat next to Duff.

“How was the show?” he asked with a big grin.

“Great. I really enjoyed seeing you live.” I gleamed, even if I let my anger cloud some parts of the show.

“Hopefully you’ll be able to see us again soon.”

“What do you mean?… I-I thought maybe I could go back with you to L.A.?” I pestered, scooting closer to tug onto his arm.

“I don’t know…, I don’t feel comfortable after everything that’s happened.” he spoke, sneaking a glance at Izzy who was knocked out, with his sunglasses miraculously still on.

“I promise I’ll be good.” I squeaked, jumping up and down, hoping to convince him that I should come back to stay with him.

He sighed and looked around for someone to support his decision, but Slash was too fucked, and instead, laughing his ass off with the random groupie he allowed to entertain him for the night.

And Steven was clearly not the best pick for an important choice.

“Where’s Axl when you need him.” he huffed, leaning back onto the couch.

“I’m right here.” Axl’s voice boomed, strutting in confidently.

“I was being sarcastic…”

“Well? I heard my name, so I have a right for you to tell me now.” the redhead demanded towering in front of my brother with his arms crossed.

“Do you think Maddy should come back with us to L.A.?”

“Nope. I don’t think she is capable enough to control herself around Izzy.” he snorted.

“What do you mean?” I spat.

“I passed by catering to look for my white jacket because some jackass on our set had misplaced it after the show, and when I found it, I was heading back when I heard Izzy fucking Maddy behind that long hallway where there's a small corner," he spilled, acting as if it wasn't a big deal, whereas Duff had already started fuming as soon as he heard the word fuck.

“Maddy is this true?” he asked through flared nostrils.

“What is your deal!” I shouted at Axl, completely ignoring my brother, too stunned to comprehend.

Izzy woke up after hearing me yell at Axl and rushed towards the scene, slightly irritated because he had been startled out of his sleep.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asked, putting his arm around my waist to pull me from Axl.

“You.” Duff sneered, getting up from the couch and pushing on the lanky bassist's hollow chest, causing him to stagger back, loosing grip on my waist.

“What do I do. He’s the one who’s always causing shit.” Izzy retorted, pushing Duff back, referring to Axl, who stood there with a smug expression on his face as the scene unfolded in front of him.

“You're fucking my sister backstage and making her into some cheap groupie whore. What if someone saw?"

“No one saw us.”

“That doesn’t matter Iz. You’re being a bad influence on her and it’s showing.” my older brother argued, poking a finger into him.

“She’s not a fucking mute y’know. I’m sure she can speak for herself. Maybe ask her instead of bothering me.” he shouted, throwing his arms up in the air.

“Nope. That’s the end of it. You’re not coming back with me and you are breaking up with Izzy right now!” my brother commanded.

“You can’t do this..”

“Break up with him now or else he’s out of the band!” he concluded, making me go silent.

I shifted my gaze between my enraged brother and Izzy, who gave me a sympathetic look that made me roll my eyes.

Of course, he would choose the band over me.

I was just a naive little girl to believe that he would drop everything for me if given the chance.

“Okay..I agree.” I sighed shakily, tugging on my lower lip as my nostrils flared and tears welled up.

“It’s for your own good.” was all my brother said before storming out.

Izzy only stared at me in silence; he didn't have much to say, so I walked out of the room, unable to deal with the awkward quietness.

“Hey, wait up!”

“What do you want asshole?” I growled, ready to start fighting the man in front of me.

“Relax, I’m just looking out for you.” he smirked, catching a lock of my hair and tucking it behind my ear.

I swatted his hand away making him laugh before he put both hands on his hips and stared at me.

“What!”

“I guess I’ll just miss seeing your beautiful face around.” he playfully sighed.

“Are you a narcissist asshole or something? What is wrong with you.” I yelled making him roll his eyes.

“Sweetie. Your dear Izzy won’t even remember you after a few months. I’m only doing you a favor.”

“Who are you to tell me that?”

“I’ve known him the longest. That’s why you should trust me.” he urged.

“You’re just trying to get in my pants…..nice try.” I scoffed, as I walked away, he grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall, just like Izzy had, earlier.

“I’m serious. I care about you.” he whispered, gazing at me with those soft green eyes of his that often changed colors depending on his mood.

“Get….off.” I muttered through gritted teeth, pushing him off me, making him pissed off again.

“Izzy isn’t the guy for you….he‘ll forget about you and he won’t look back.” he yelled.

I dashed outside the arena, looking for a pay phone so I could contact my mother to come pick me up because I was not in the mood to talk to Duff.

It felt like it was freezing outdoors, but I was too stubborn to go inside and let anyone see or speak with me. And It didn't matter anymore whether my mother caught me wearing this outfit that I had sneaked out in because it no longer meant anything to me.

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(ik this chapter was short but anyways,, this was mainly supposed to be an izzy fic but,, im very much considering axl to be the main character ,,, thoughts? 🫣🫣🫶🏼🫶🏼🎀)