"He was laughing and hugging me just a few hours ago. He knows how I feel...."
Slash had finally began to feel better enough to play their booked gig in some place in L.A. He had managed to play for 2 straight hours. His bruises and cuts had cleared up. Axl had nursed him back to health, being there and serving him hand and foot. He had spent time with Slash when the guitarist begged him not to leave.
They stayed in bed most of the time, watching films and playing cards as Slash healed. They chatted about random stuff. Axl took great care of Slash, showing him another side of himself that no-one had even seen before. Slash even got a kiss when he asked for one.
Sometimes when he moved his cuts started bleeding. Axl would hush him, place a kiss on his lips and play with his hair as he bandaged him up again.
The rest of the band hadn't noticed Slash's bruises because Axl told them that Slash had gotten the flu and that they could not visit him because he was too ill. They had obeyed, not ready to cross Axl when he was taking care of Slash.
He would make him his breakfast and rent the horror films he liked and after a lot of begging, he even fed Slash's baby, his snake, Clyde. Slash was thankful, knowing that Axl's biggest fear and only fear was snakes.
After the concert Duff and Steven had voted that they had to go to the Rainbow, they was gasping for a drink. Slash sat next to Axl in the car, they joked and laughed, not noticing the rest of the band even existed.
“You didn't even interact with the crowd,Slash.”Axl accepted the cigarette from the guitarist and moved closer to his hand that held the orange/red flame. He had to hold his red hair back, protecting it from the fire. Slash laughed and Axl glared playfully at him.
Slash took a drag from his cigarette and leaned against the window, his legs settling on the singers lap. Duff and Izzy were in the same position so no-one noticed. “Because they kept on grabbing my fucking guitar, it's pissing me off. I don't like people touching my baby.”He said defensively when Axl chuckled at him.
“Your baby?” Axl looked at the guitar sitting up against Slash's leg,”Really? Dude, that guitar has cigarette stains and it has had a broken neck. I'd hate for you to take care of a real kid.” Slash opened his mouth to defend himself but he shrugged.
“True. But I always fixed it. But only I get to hurt my guitar, not girls who try to take it off me!” Axl laughed at him and the car came to a halt, indicating that they had come to their destination.
They followed the rest of them out into the bar, instantly claiming their table and seats. Slash sat down and ordered a drink, watching as Axl signed some autographs giving his fans some hugs. He had accepted the seat next to the group of groupies.
Duff and Izzy were having a debate about something and Steven was refereeing it, giving his opinions sometimes when Duff got in a huff. Slash sat quietly half-listening to the conversation as he watched Axl chat to the girls. Axl paid for his drink, thanking the bartender.
“Slash? What do you think?” Duff asked him,poking him on the shoulder. Slash jumped, tearing his eyes away from the redhead who was whispering in a brunette's hair, paying only attention to her.
“Girls or money?” Izzy asked, gulping down his drink, getting ready for the next round of debating with Duff.
Slash sighed and turned fully to the guys, Steven had fallen asleep, his head on Duff's shoulder as he snored lightly. He chuckled at Steven slightly, he had his drumsticks in one hand and his drink in the other.
“Money. 'Cause if you have money, you get the girls. No argument.” Slash answered and Duff cheered,slapping his best friend's hand,”I told you,Iz!” Duff laughed and watched as Izzy pouted, slumping into the chair.
“Sorry,Izzy. But that's my opinion,”Slash said to him, offering him a cigarette as an apology. Izzy smiled at him and took the apology. Slash laughed.
”Slash, it's your turn to get the drinks,” Slash sighed and playfully glared at him. But he smiled again and walked up to the bar.
“The usual,man?”The bartender gave him a smile. Slash grabbed money from his back pocket, setting down the correct bills,”Yeah, Izzy and Duff's too,please.” He nodded and went to get them.
Slash looked around the bar,waiting patiently. He took out a smoke and lit it, taking a long drag. He smiled as he watched Duff and Izzy, playing a card game. They were closer than a pair of brothers and they fought like them.
Then he heard laughing and his eyes travelled to the other side of the room. His heart stopped and his eyes widened when he saw Axl and the brunette he was with in a dark corner. Axl had her against the wall, stroking her hair as she giggled before he leaned down and kissed her.
The kiss was passionate and a few minutes later, Axl whispered something into her ear. She nodded and he grabbed her hand and led her into the closet next to them.
How the fuck could he do that? Slash thought as he took their drinks back to the table, giving them to Duff and Izzy. They were too wrapped up in their game to notice the tears running down Slash's face. He angrily wiped them away.
Slash felt sick, felt used. Had this whole week been a lie? Was Axl acting just to get Slash to keep quiet about them?
Why would he change just like that? He was laughing and hugging me just a few hours ago. He knows how I feel.
The Next Day :-
“It has nothing to do with you! I can fuck whoever I want to,Slash.” Axl growled, his green eyes firing with anger. Slash stepped away but kept his ground at the same time.
“It does, you can't keep leading me on like that. You can't do that and expect me to be fine with it. You know how I feel and you know that it hurts.” Slash yelled right back at him.
“We are not in a relationship,Slash. I saw a girl that I liked and I had her. Get the fuck over it!”
Axl had came in at 6am, smelling of the cheap perfume that the girl was wearing and Slash had decided to talk to him about what happened and Axl had instantly got defensive about it.
“You know that I lo-” Slash was cut short when Axl's fist came on contact with his face, sending him flying back into his door and he fell to the ground,clutching his sore face./
He felt warm liquid and pulled his fingers back to inspect it. Blood dripped to the floor, he felt his face again and his fingers felt deep cuts that Axl's rings caused.
“Don't say that to me! I don't want to hear it.” Axl stepped closer to him,”We will never be together. I don't love you. I can't love you.” He hissed to Slash.
He turned and walked out the other door that connected their rooms together, leaving Slash on the floor, bloody,bruised and broken. Slash pulled his knees to his chest, sobbing into his hands as blood mixed with tears.