And The Making of Appetite for Destruction: Axl wants to go back to Indiana
Axl was laying down on the porch swing of the hell house when I arrived home after going out seeing one of my girlfriends. I carefully walk up to the porch swing that Axl was laying on. His eyes were closed and it looked like he was sleeping. I looked around to try and see Slash, Duff or Steven, but I didn’t see anyone. I personally don’t think Axl should be left alone right now, he had just gotten out of jail about three days ago for fighting with a biker guy inside of a bar. Axl split the guys nose open and refused to pay for any damages. But could you really blame him? I mean we don’t really have no money right now to pay for anything, we’re trying our very best to survive right now. I have a job working down at the gas station, but that doesn’t cover much, the others are trying to look for jobs to help out, but nothing has came into play yet.
I tapped Axl on the shoulder, making him wake up to move over as I sat down next to him.
“Why are you out here sleeping?” I asked him. He sat up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
“I came out here to think about some things, but I guess when I laid down I was more tired then I thought I was.” Axl explained.
“You’re not sick are you?” I asked concerned. Axl shook his head no.
“Was just thinking about some things.”
“What kind of things?”
Axl turned around and faced me.
“Izzy, I’m leaving!” Axl said.
I was shocked, what did Axl just say?
“What?” I asked.
“I’m leaving Izzy, I can’t take it here anymore!” Axl screamed, making me back up a bit. But I was still confused as ever.
“Axl, I don’t get it. You’re only sixteen, you just got here, you just found me and you just got the band together. Axl don’t do this to yourself, you’re going to regret it.” I tried to tell him.
But Axl shook his head no.
“I have to Izzy. I’m tired, I can’t hold it together anymore, my mind is so burnt out on learning songs, trying to write them every night. I need a break. I can’t do it anymore!” Axl cried.
I was so broken from Axl crying, it was like I had seen my past flash before his eyes, when I told him to come meet me down by the river so I could tell him that I was leaving Indiana.
I had hurt Axl so much when I went away, and now I finally knew how Axl felt when I left him. I wanted to cry, my best friend since childhood can not be leaving me. I gave him a hug.
“Please Axxy, you can’t do this. I wont let you!” I tried talking him out of it.
He tried to break free from my grip, but I wasn’t letting go. I felt like if I did let go, Axl would fade away.
“I’m sorry Izzy.”
“What would you tell Slash? He loves you like a brother, he took care of you when you arrived you. You can’t do this!”
“I have no other choice.”
“Where you going?” I had to ask.
“Back home.” He said.
I was shocked! Axl had always told me he would never go back home, especially back to Indiana, to his abusive step-dad.
“Axl no! Your step-dad already wants to kill you for leaving. I can’t risk it if you went back there.” I tried to tell him.
He gave me that sweetish smile of his.
“I’ll be fine. I already called my mom, she’s thrilled about me coming back home, my step-dad wants to see me also. Izzy, I wont stay away long, just until I get my head clear.”
I tried to listen to him, as much as I could, but something inside my stomach was telling me not to let him go home, but no one can stop Axl from doing what he wants to do. I had to let him go. Just like he had to let me go. I have him another hug.
“You better come back, if you do I will go to Indiana myself and hunt you down.”
Axl laughed, and I laughed along with him. This was going to be a journey of a new adventure.
“Don’t say anything to anyone yet. Wait till I’m gone.” Axl had asked.
“I promise.” I told him, then before I knew it, he was off the porch and heading out to Indiana.