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Are you going to write more chapters for the conflicted series?

yes my love i am working on it , i actually rewrote chapter 32 although it’s not finished it’s in my drafts since im on summer break now. but i want yall to decide wht i should do next since i have no clues.

Conflicted Ch 30🎀:

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

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

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

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

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

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

But then there was Axl.

Loud, brash and impossible to ignore.

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

Flashback: 2 months ago

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Flashback to Duff’s apartment……..

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Why not?” he harshly asked.

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

authors note: thinking about ending this at 35!!

Conflicted : Ch 17🎀

Maddy P.O.V

I woke up the next morning with Izzy draped over me, snoring loudly right by my ear, causing me to push him over.

Last night he had come to apologize but I felt as if he was forced to do it just because Axl told him so.

Nonetheless I accepted it because, an apology is an apology.

He looked so adorable sleeping that it almost made me forget that I was still pissed at him for letting a groupie suck him off.

I huffed and got out of bed not caring about the fact that Izzy could wake up and hopped in the shower to get ready for the day.

Hopefully he woke up by the time I was out so I could see the look on his face when I ignored him.

It was slightly amusing seeing the way he tried hard to get my attention but then again it was for a good cause and that was, to teach him a lesson.

Although I wasn’t so sure if I could avoid him after last nights cuddling.

I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling something hard poking my butt.

I guess he couldn’t control himself even in his sleep.

… … …

Duff was awake when I came into the kitchen for some breakfast, watching MTV which was currently featuring their new song, “Welcome to the Jungle”.

“Look it’s us!”

“Someone tell mom.” Duff exclaimed clapping with joy as he watched him and his band mates on national television.

“Um I don’t think so.” I scoffed, imaging how horribly wrong that would go if my mother ever got around to watching one of their music videos.

Which was filled with endless amounts of bad language, drugs and sexual innuendos.

“So I’m assuming Iz spent the night with you.” my brother asked seeing the black boots left by the front door.

“Yeah. He apologized.”

“And what did you say?”

“I accepted it but I told him we aren’t getting back together.” I sighed slamming the milk carton on the counter.

“He’s a great guy. Cut him some slack Mads.”

“What slack? Duff, he cheated on me with some trashy groupie!” I whined putting my hands over my eyes to prevent myself from crying.

If I had cried any more, my eyes would probably swell up and explode.

“Ahem.” Izzy coughed from my bedroom door.

I rolled my eyes upon seeing him, feeling angry as I made my way to the couch to sit next to Duff.

“Morning Iz. Want some cereal?” Duff mumbled through a mouth full of Fruit Island cereal.

“Nah I’m good. I’ll have some coffee though.” he muttered pulling out a cigarette.

“Maddy go make him a cup of coffee.” my brother insisted, too busy entranced by the models on the screen that were interviewing some rock band by the name of Motley Crue.

“Urgh. Fine.” I spat making my way to the kitchen and taking out some coffee I had just made.

“Y’know this is what it would be like if we were married.” Izzy smirked sitting down at the counter to watch me make his coffee.

“What? Being your slave…no thanks.” I scoffed turning around to grab some sugar.

“Quit it with the attitude. I said I was sorry already.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.” I huffed, roughly sliding the coffee to him, causing it to splash.

He looked at me enraged, wanting to tell me off but keeping his mouth shut because of Duff.

“Fucking brat.” he muttered grabbing the cup and leaving to sit by Duff.

He could be so mean sometimes.

But then he could be sweet, caring and charming which was the Izzy I fell in love with.

Not the Izzy that cheated on me and had bipolar mood swings.

I went back to the table they were sitting at to grab my cereal so I could retreat to my room but Izzy yanked me by the arm, pulling me into his lap.

“Ew. I’m out of here.” Duff revolted grabbing his magazine and leaving to his room.

“Why are you being so mean to me?” he asked twirling a piece of my hair in his finger.

“You’re the one being mean.” I exhaled playing with my hands in my lap.

He turned me around to face him and cupped both of my cheeks in his hands.

“I’m sorry for being such an asshole.” he said, kissing me in between every word.

“Just promise me that you won’t cheat on me again please?” I asked, blindly ignoring the cut he had left on my heart and accepting it for what it was.

“I won’t baby.” he promised.

“I missed kissing you.” he whispered, stroking my arm lightly.

“I-…I wanted to ask you something.”

He looked kind of offended that I dodged his kiss but nodded for me to continue on with my question.

“Do you think Axl loves me?” I shakily asked, not knowing if he was going to get mad at me or not.

The truth was, I was curious why Axl was being so caring and nice towards me recently.

And when Izzy told me last night that he almost beat him up over me, I definitely raised a few eyebrows over that.

“Why?” he sternly asked, his jaw tightening with anger.

“Because he almost killed you over what you did to me last night…remember?”

He scoffed pushing me back a bit on his lap but not all the way.

“Even if Axl loved you it wouldn’t be enough.”

“He has too much baggage from his past to maintain any relationship and will cheat on you as many times as he will tell you he loves you.” Izzy snorted laughing sarcastically about his dig towards Axl.

“I might leave sooner than expected to Seattle.” I interrupted.

“What why?”

“I haven’t really had the best time here. And I’m feeling homesick.” I replied, partly telling the truth and lying about the rest.

The whole truth was, that he ruined my desire to stay here any longer and I wanted to get away from Izzy, Axl and L.A. for awhile.

“You can’t just leave. What about us!” he snapped, his brows furrowed.

“I have school and other stuff…”

“So what….y-your just gonna leave me after I fuck up once and that’s it. No second chance?” he urged looking at me with his big hazel-green eyes that I loved.

I couldn’t come up with one correct answer so I kissed him, not knowing how else to cope with the fact that I might never see him again and put both of my arms around his neck.

“Fuck me Izzy.”

“What? Maddy-

“Make me forget about that girl please. Fuck me.” I begged, hoping it would help resolve some of the anger I was still habouring about him cheating.

And somehow convince myself that after this everything was going to be okay.

It didn’t take much to get me wet for Izzy, all he had to do was talk dirty to me and I was a mess down there.

“Take off your panties, quick.” he urged, pulling his cock out which was already leaking.

I took off my panties and let my nightgown fall back down to cover the fact that I wasn’t wearing anything down there and lowered myself onto his hardened cock, slowly.

“Ohh-“ I squealed feeling it stretch me out in a way I never had been before.

“Ride me.” he demanded letting his arms fall to my thighs, pressing small circles onto the warm skin.

“I don’t know how Iz…” I mumbled, embarrassed that we had to stop because of this.

“This Maddy.” he emphasized, grabbing my waist, which perfectly fit into his hands and grinding me down onto his cock before letting my pussy off his cock and slamming it back down with a squelch.

“O-Ow!”

“Just keep doing it until it feels good.”

I moved up and down slowly at first before releasing his cock all the way and then shoving myself back down the way he taught me, feeling my little nub touch the stray hairs at the base of his cock.

“T-That feels g-good.” I moaned,letting my eyes roll back as he took over, pounding up into me relentlessly.

“Yeah?” he coaxed, pushing my hair out of my face to stroke my cheek as he gripped onto my waist with the other hand.

I reached back down to grab the end of my nightdress pulling it up above my breasts, letting them bounce freely to put on a show for him.

He looked up at me while he took one in his hand and massaged them roughly, spitting on them and rubbing it in on my nipples.

“I want a kiss.” I whined grabbing his hand and interlacing our fingers.

“C’mere.” he cooed grabbing the back of my neck to push me onto his awaiting lips.

We were making out sloppily not worrying about hiding our moans, making me about to orgasm quicker with how roughly he was kissing me.

It turned me on whenever he grabbed me by my neck and took control but my euphoria didn’t last very long because right when I felt like I was about to cum I heard someone yell really loud.

Almost like a girl.

“OHH MY GODD.”

“BLEACH. SOMEONE GIVE ME A GALLON OF BLEACH NOW.” Duff screamed covering his eyes as he made a disgusted face at his sister who was practically naked, straddling her boyfriend/his best friend who was also half naked.

Izzy laughed upon seeing Duff’s expression remaining calm and in no hurry to cover up but I immediately jumped off him rushing to grab my panties and ran to my room.

“I’m going to tell mom! I cannot believe I had to see this.” Duff whined stomping his foot like a big baby as he grabbed a pillow and threw it out Izzy who didn’t seem to give any shit about being caught.

“And you!” he said pointing a finger at Izzy.

“You owe me for having to witness this shit. I want to barf right now.” he groaned kicking the couch with his feet to which Izzy thought was hilarious.

“I’m going for a run now. I need it.” Duff yelled slamming the door shut.

Izzy came into my room shortly after and pulled me up to straddle his waist.

“No Izzy I’m not in the mood anymore.” I whispered, avoiding his face.

“Okay fair enough. But were you serious about going back so soon?” he asked burying his face in the nook of my neck.

“Yes. I need to get away from you and from this place.” I sighed tugging at his arms to let me down.

He let me down onto the bed and ran a hand through his hair, staring at me baffled.

“So you’re just gonna leave us behind? I made one mistake for fucks sake!” he grunted pulling out his favorite anxiety medication, a pack of cigarettes.

“That doesn’t matter, why did you let that groupie give you a blow!” I shouted scrunching my face in anger.

“She doesn’t mean anything to me. It was just a blowjob and not even a good one.” he scoffed, blowing out the smoke.

“How would you feel if I got on my knees for Axl!” I retorted hoping he understood how I was feeling right now.

“I’d fucking kill him.”

“Exactly.”

“No. This is different because I barely knew the girl. Holy shit.” he huffed getting frustrated with my constant bickering.

“Get out.”

“Fine. Fuck this. I don’t need you when I have multiple girls who line up for us after every show.” he shouted on his way out.

I heard the door slam and buried myself into my bed, letting out a deep exhale as I looked out the window, wondering if I should leave sooner than later.

Just when I was about to grab my suitcase I got a call and got up to answer it.

“Duff’s not home-

“Maddy. I wanted to talk to you actually.” a deep voice spoke from the other side of the phone.

“Axl?”

“Yeah. Listen I know Izzy loves you and you love him but I have to tell you this to get it off my chest.”

“What is it?…”

“I think I’m in love with you and I was wondering if you would be willing to give us a chance?”

This had to be a dream….

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.

… … …

(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? 🫣🫣🫶🏼🫶🏼🎀)

Conflicted: Chapter 18🎀

Maddy P.O.V:

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

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

“Yeah. I kind of decided last minute.”

“But why?”

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

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

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

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

“Axl, what about Izzy?”

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

“I’m not going to hurt him for you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

… … …

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

“You didn’t remember?!?”

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

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

Like condoms, cigarettes and the keys to his mustang.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Izzy P.O.V

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

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

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

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

Even the girls here were getting on my nerves.

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

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

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

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

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

“She came?”

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

She looked so beautiful.

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

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

I laughed.

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

“Hey Maddy.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I want that too.” she coyly smirked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I promise I won’t.

Conflicted Pt: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.

Izzy Stradlin:

Series:

Conflicted 🎀

chapter 1 : https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/749591332196155392/hey-guys-im-starting-a-new-series-about-80s

chapter 2: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/749715581290315776/conflicted-part-2-izzy-pov-sohow-long

chapter 3: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/749898549731426305/conflicted-pt3-maddy-pov-when-i-woke-up-i

chapter 4: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750045918555947008/conflicted-pt-4-maddy-pov-we-all-went-back

chapter 5: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750133841665114112/conflicted-pt5-maddy-pov-i-woke-up-the-next

chapter 6: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750174277300633600/conflicted-pt-6-an-i-couldnt-sleep-so-i

chapter 7: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750230488794431488/conflicted-pt-7-maddy-pov-axl-joined-us-a

chapter 8: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750399121413832704/conflicted-pt-8-i-have-2-chapters-for-yall

chapter 9: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750414033322164224/conflicted-pt9-maddy-pov-fuck-you-izzy-i

chapter 10: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750510529101086720/conflicted-pt-10-maddy-pov-i-didnt-recognize

chapter 11: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750691727868903424/conflicted-pt-11-i-rewrote-this-bcuz-the-other

chapter 12: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750853959527366656

chapter 13: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751122209617149952

chapter 14: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751266890766237696

chapter 15: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751541175968808960

chapter 16: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751597540686839808

chapter 17: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751719183121874944

chapter 18: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751783447211737088

chapter 19: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751900459002970112/conflicted-chapter-19-maddy-pov-we-arrived-at

chapter 20: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/752025711243558912/conflicted-chapter-20-maddy-pov-i-stormed

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chapter 22: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/752230751683182593/conflicted-chapter-22-maddy-pov-my-mother-was

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Conflicted: Ch.29 🎀

Maddy P.O.V:

He came down looking smug as ever. Not a care in the world judging by the way his clothes were half on.

“When did this happen?” he asked gesturing with his finger to Axl and I.

“Doesn’t matter. Deal with it.” Axl huffed, ushering past me to help move my suitcases out of the way of the front entrance of the home.

“Izzy babe-yy come back.” a voice whined from behind the tall bassist.

It was that Pamela girl from that day at the show in Seattle.

“Oh wow. What a surprise to see you here!” she sarcastically grinned tugging on Izzy’s arm as she used his shoulder to balance her chin on for support.

Izzy was too dazed to notice Pamela was leaning all over him as he thought about all those restless nights he spent trying to get over Maddy.

“Yeah….well it’s nice to see someone has moved on…I guess.” I whispered at the end, trembling on my own words.

“Wait baby-I mean Maddy.” he called out rushing down the steps to grab her familiar hands in his.

“Please don’t.” I croaked fighting back tears remembering the hurt he caused me when I waited all those nights to hear a phone call but never did.

“Look, I know what it looks like but she means nothing to me. I promise she’s just an easy lay when I’m fucked up and can’t think straight.” he rambled attempting to ease my concern while he rubbed my arms vigorously with the pads of his fingers.

“I don’t know what’s worse. Waiting all those nights for you to finally call me and tell me you missed me as much as I missed you….or coming here to find you with her of all people.”

“I couldn’t okay?!? I couldn’t stand to call you after letting you leave that night. I felt like a fucking coward.” he sighed releasing himself from me to run his hands through his hair.

“I waited day and night. And you couldn’t even give me a simple apology?” I shouted letting my tears stream down freely.

“I’m sorry Maddy. I fucked up I know, but you should know that I fucking love you so much baby.” he pleaded wrapping an arm around my waist to pull me in for a forced kiss.

“Urgh. Get off me. You’re drunk.” I grimaced wiping my mouth as I stormed off, shaking with anger.

“Get your shit together.” Slash said making Izzy feel like a complete fuck up.

“Oh and you should leave sweetheart. I would borrow you if the time was right but not today.” Slash added leaving Pamela outraged as she grabbed her heels and fled downstairs and out the door fuming.

“What’s her deal?” Steven asked walking in confused with a hand in his hair and drumsticks in the other.

……

“Hey, so Duff found out you’re staying with me for awhile and decided not to come.” Axl said as he rounded the table to come sit next to me.

“This day is officially the worst day ever.” I groaned running my hands through my hair, to help diminish the oncoming migraine.

“Don’t let em get to you. They’re just acting out but in a few days they’ll both come around.”

“No. Duff is acting out. Izzy is just guilty because he got caught fucking Miss Pammy, his favorite slut.” I spat thinking about earlier today and seeing her cover herself with nothing but a small towel.

“I came to get you here so we could talk about us. Not Izzy, yet you can’t seem to stop talking about him.” Axl complained shaking his leg up and down.

“I’m sorry okay?!?!…

“I stayed up all those nights waiting for him to call and he never did. Imagine loving somebody and being split apart from them against your own will and come to find out they didn’t even try to reach out to you.” I cried clearly still upset about the whole ordeal.

Axl didn’t say a word and instead quietly got up from his seat and disappeared behind his walls.

I got up to follow him and didn’t see him anywhere in sight so I decided to go up the stairs and see if he went into his room for the night only to walk into the wrong room.

Why is this my life.

“Wrong room.” he retorted, rolling his eyes.

“Y’know what. Fuck you Izzy.” I shouted.

“What did you just say?” he asked getting up from his spot on the bed to walk over towards me and grab my wrist with his hand firmly.

“Let me go.” I whined uncomfortable with his sudden demeanor change.

“How many times do I have to apologize Maddy? I’m sorry.”

“I really am.” he sighed getting go of my wrist only to grab my hand in his, interlocking fingers.

“No. I’m not doing this again.” I stated letting go of his hand to exit his room until he blocked my way forcing me to face him.

“Please. I promise I thought about you every fucking night, every day. I fucked all those girls because I thought it would help me get over you but it didn’t work. It made it worse.” he told me hovering close to my face with a stern grip on my waist.

“I-I don’t beleive you.” I whispered looking down at my hands as I played with the bracelet I had on, not ready to face those eyes of his that I missed so much.

“Will you beleive me if I told you the whole time….when I was fucking Pamela I closed my eyes and imagined it was you that was making me feel good.” he muttered close to my ear.

“S-stop it Izzy.” I whined pushing against his tall frame which stayed put.

“Maddy? Are you in there?”

Axl

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-i know it’s not a lot but i tried to keep up where i left off for u all!! <3hope u all enjoy ittt

Conflicted Chapter 20🎀:

Maddy P.O.V :

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Where was Izzy?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What makes you say that?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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