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Chapter 3
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Slash’s POV
“Well, not with Izzy, it’s just gonna be awkward with Axl” Duff reasoned, obviously wanting to defend Izzy, I smiled slightly, taking my shades off and muttered “You wanna go for a walk? Give the lovebirds some time alone” he looked at me confused then answered “Sure” and stood up, stretching. We left the tent, calling a goodbye to Steve and Matt who didn’t notice because as soon as we left the tent, they started kissing “Whoa, Steve and Matt who’d thought it?” Duff said, finding a small path off the normal one weaving between the tents, following it we found a small cliff top and a path leading down onto the most beautiful beach that I had ever seen.
Of course, the beach where Axl and me had shared our first kiss was very pretty but I think it was only beautiful in my eyes because it had Axl gracing its sands. I smiled remembering that night.
“Slash, we should go back!” Axl laughed as I pulled him down onto the soft sand behind a rock, clamping a hand over his mouth as a bunch of reporters ran past, thinking we’d gone into the caves. We stayed behind that rock, Axl giggling beside me “Do you think it’ll always be like this Slash, do you think we’ll stay friends?” he asked suddenly, his face was still smiling but his eyes were serious, worried, fearful. “Yeh we’ll stay like this, I don’t ever wanna break friends with you Axl, what’s got you thinking like that?” I asked, pulling him into my lap and leaning against the rock “I think it’s because of Steve having to leave and Erin leaving, it’s got me thinking about the future, Izzy says he can’t stay with us cause his wife don’t want him to, I’m scared he’ll leave and I won’t be able to manage that, Izzy’s always been there for me. I’ll snap and then the band will fall apart,” Axl said, his beautiful green eyes locking onto mine “I don’t think you’ll snap, you’re tougher than that and besides you got me, don’t worry about it, Izzy won’t leave” I told him, loving the feel of his smooth cheek as he brushed it against mine. “Thanks Slash” he breathed into my ear pressing a gentle kiss to the lobe before kissing along my jaw-line until he reached my lips. Axl placed his lips against mine, with a timidness that I had never expected from him, a soft kiss was all I received before he leaned back “I’m sorry” he whispered before climbing off my lap and standing up, he turned away from me and started to travel up the beach, getting further and further away. I snapped out of my daze, leapt up and yelled “AXL!” he turned and stopped half way across the beach towards the cliff path, “Sl…” he started as I reached him but I cut him off as I pressed my lips to his.
You know I think this is the beach where Axl and me first kissed.
I smiled softly, “Slash, Slash man, Slash?” Duff asked, I snapped out of my reverie as he waved a hand in front of my face, “Yeh?” I questioned, “You just zoned out, what’s wrong?” “Oh nothing, nothing at all, I’m just fine!” I grinned at him then walked over to a familiar looking rock, glancing behind it I saw our names carved into the rock, carved by me and Axl running my hand over the roughly carved names enclosed in a heart ‘Saul + William 4eva’ Axl had opted to be called William rather than Bill as the name carried memories for him.
A wave of nauseating misery overwhelmed me and tears flooded my eyes, I sighed and blinked them back before turning to find that Duff had obviously sensed that I wanted to be left alone and gone with a comforting squeeze of my shoulder that I had barely noticed I sat down behind the rock, my arms aching to hold Axl again. Placing a cigarette in my mouth I lit it and took a drag feeling my eyes tear up again.
An hour later and my eyes were red and my throat was sore from the amount of sobbing I had done I sniffed and stubbed out my 5th cigarette, stood up and started to make my way down the beach back to camp. As I passed a security tent I heard shouting and someone beg another “…Please! Please I won’t do it again I swear! I swear! PLEASE!!!” there was a yelled “SHUT UP YOU STUPID FUCK!” then the sound of a fist meeting flesh with a resounding hollow thump accompanied with a slightly audible crack as whoever it was screamed in pain and hit the floor. Hard. Fighting the urge to burst into tent and knock the abuser out, I walked faster and faster away, my fists clenching inside the pockets of my leather jacket.
“Hey man, you ok? Slash can you do me favour have you seen Izzy?” Duff said, worry etched into his brown eyes, “I’m fine, I’m sorry Duff I haven’t seen him, why what’s wrong?” I answered; he looked away then muttered, “Nothing, I just… I heard him and Axl were dating some of the security and the bastards they’re dating are really abusive, I’m just worried that’s all” I didn’t say anything just gave him a tight hug knowing that it’d help him calm down, “Don’t worry Izzy can look after himself, remember when that guy called you gay in front of him?” Duff laughed, remembering the incident, “You’re right and we should get to bed it’s like almost 1 in the morning” he said, heading back into our tent, Steve and Matt were already asleep, Duff striped down to his boxers and pulled a pair of old joggers on before climbing into bed “Night Slasher” he mumbled, “Night Duffs” I replied, changing into my own pyjamas and getting into bed myself.
I was just dropping off to sleep when someone came into the tent, looking through my eyelashes in case it was Axl I saw that it was Izzy, I smiled knowing Duff would now go to sleep, cause he knew ‘his Izzy’ was safe where he could protect him.
At around 5:30 am I heard rather than saw Axl come in and heard his bed creak slightly as he got in sighing and with what sounded like… a whimper… of… pain.
“Well, not with Izzy, it’s just gonna be awkward with Axl” Duff reasoned, obviously wanting to defend Izzy, I smiled slightly, taking my shades off and muttered “You wanna go for a walk? Give the lovebirds some time alone” he looked at me confused then answered “Sure” and stood up, stretching. We left the tent, calling a goodbye to Steve and Matt who didn’t notice because as soon as we left the tent, they started kissing “Whoa, Steve and Matt who’d thought it?” Duff said, finding a small path off the normal one weaving between the tents, following it we found a small cliff top and a path leading down onto the most beautiful beach that I had ever seen.
Of course, the beach where Axl and me had shared our first kiss was very pretty but I think it was only beautiful in my eyes because it had Axl gracing its sands. I smiled remembering that night.
“Slash, we should go back!” Axl laughed as I pulled him down onto the soft sand behind a rock, clamping a hand over his mouth as a bunch of reporters ran past, thinking we’d gone into the caves. We stayed behind that rock, Axl giggling beside me “Do you think it’ll always be like this Slash, do you think we’ll stay friends?” he asked suddenly, his face was still smiling but his eyes were serious, worried, fearful. “Yeh we’ll stay like this, I don’t ever wanna break friends with you Axl, what’s got you thinking like that?” I asked, pulling him into my lap and leaning against the rock “I think it’s because of Steve having to leave and Erin leaving, it’s got me thinking about the future, Izzy says he can’t stay with us cause his wife don’t want him to, I’m scared he’ll leave and I won’t be able to manage that, Izzy’s always been there for me. I’ll snap and then the band will fall apart,” Axl said, his beautiful green eyes locking onto mine “I don’t think you’ll snap, you’re tougher than that and besides you got me, don’t worry about it, Izzy won’t leave” I told him, loving the feel of his smooth cheek as he brushed it against mine. “Thanks Slash” he breathed into my ear pressing a gentle kiss to the lobe before kissing along my jaw-line until he reached my lips. Axl placed his lips against mine, with a timidness that I had never expected from him, a soft kiss was all I received before he leaned back “I’m sorry” he whispered before climbing off my lap and standing up, he turned away from me and started to travel up the beach, getting further and further away. I snapped out of my daze, leapt up and yelled “AXL!” he turned and stopped half way across the beach towards the cliff path, “Sl…” he started as I reached him but I cut him off as I pressed my lips to his.
You know I think this is the beach where Axl and me first kissed.
I smiled softly, “Slash, Slash man, Slash?” Duff asked, I snapped out of my reverie as he waved a hand in front of my face, “Yeh?” I questioned, “You just zoned out, what’s wrong?” “Oh nothing, nothing at all, I’m just fine!” I grinned at him then walked over to a familiar looking rock, glancing behind it I saw our names carved into the rock, carved by me and Axl running my hand over the roughly carved names enclosed in a heart ‘Saul + William 4eva’ Axl had opted to be called William rather than Bill as the name carried memories for him.
A wave of nauseating misery overwhelmed me and tears flooded my eyes, I sighed and blinked them back before turning to find that Duff had obviously sensed that I wanted to be left alone and gone with a comforting squeeze of my shoulder that I had barely noticed I sat down behind the rock, my arms aching to hold Axl again. Placing a cigarette in my mouth I lit it and took a drag feeling my eyes tear up again.
An hour later and my eyes were red and my throat was sore from the amount of sobbing I had done I sniffed and stubbed out my 5th cigarette, stood up and started to make my way down the beach back to camp. As I passed a security tent I heard shouting and someone beg another “…Please! Please I won’t do it again I swear! I swear! PLEASE!!!” there was a yelled “SHUT UP YOU STUPID FUCK!” then the sound of a fist meeting flesh with a resounding hollow thump accompanied with a slightly audible crack as whoever it was screamed in pain and hit the floor. Hard. Fighting the urge to burst into tent and knock the abuser out, I walked faster and faster away, my fists clenching inside the pockets of my leather jacket.
“Hey man, you ok? Slash can you do me favour have you seen Izzy?” Duff said, worry etched into his brown eyes, “I’m fine, I’m sorry Duff I haven’t seen him, why what’s wrong?” I answered; he looked away then muttered, “Nothing, I just… I heard him and Axl were dating some of the security and the bastards they’re dating are really abusive, I’m just worried that’s all” I didn’t say anything just gave him a tight hug knowing that it’d help him calm down, “Don’t worry Izzy can look after himself, remember when that guy called you gay in front of him?” Duff laughed, remembering the incident, “You’re right and we should get to bed it’s like almost 1 in the morning” he said, heading back into our tent, Steve and Matt were already asleep, Duff striped down to his boxers and pulled a pair of old joggers on before climbing into bed “Night Slasher” he mumbled, “Night Duffs” I replied, changing into my own pyjamas and getting into bed myself.
I was just dropping off to sleep when someone came into the tent, looking through my eyelashes in case it was Axl I saw that it was Izzy, I smiled knowing Duff would now go to sleep, cause he knew ‘his Izzy’ was safe where he could protect him.
At around 5:30 am I heard rather than saw Axl come in and heard his bed creak slightly as he got in sighing and with what sounded like… a whimper… of… pain.
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