The conclusion to Axl getting Iz's parents. Iz can't decide what to wear to the Crue concert and once she's there...what will happen backstage??
- 2 Weeks Later -
"Oh my gosh I'm so excited!!" I shrieked happily as I jumped up and down. Tonight was the Motley Crüe concert! "Obviously," Axl snickered as he put his hands on my waist to keep me from jumping "Your leg," Axl said remindingly "...Is fine," I said "Are you sure?" he asked, I turned to him "I'm sure,". Axl nodded "So, you decided who you're gonna take with you?" he asked "Nooo! And I only have, like, an hour to decide!" I said as I flopped over on the couch "Why don't you take Steve? He'll keep you from making out with every member of the band," Axl suggested as he sat down next to me "Yeah and after Steven fails at that YOU'LL come and straighten me out," I said sarcastically, Axl looked over at me "Be lucky I'm in a good mood...Diana," "You called me Diana. You're angry at me," "No I'm not," I sighed and got up "Well I'm going back to my apartment to figure out what to wear," I said "Okay," Axl said, then I turned and left. I opened the door to my apartment and Izzy was sitting on the couch, surrounded by beer bottles, he looked over at me "Izzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!!" he said drunkenly as he got up and stumbled across the living room "Izzy..." I said as I walked to him and steadied him "Man, tonight....tonight...is the uh, uh, uh, its the big day right? With um, Motley Crüe!" Izzy slurred as he started to lean on me "Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna start getting ready now actually," I said as peeled him off of me "Oh yeah...I bet you're gonna wear something slutty! Gonna catch their eye! Heh heh," Izzy said "Yeah, maybe," I said as I started to walk away "You go girl!" Izzy shouted, I looked back and gave him the thumbs up, then ran to my room. I started going through my (well, me and Izzy's) closet, looking for something to wear. I was torn between leather pants, leather leggings with tears in them, or leather shorts. "Ugghh!" I said out loud as I tried to decide if I should wear heels or not, I collapsed backwards onto the bed, into my piles of clothes. I looked over at the nightstand and saw my mass of unopened mail, I don't think i'd opened a piece of mail since...November I sighed and grabbed the first one I saw, I read the address and was shocked: it was from my mom. It said it was sent last week, so it was new, I rolled my eyes and opened it, i'd probably be getting bombarded with mail from her now that she knows my address. I opened it and started reading, it said 'Hi Isabel. My sweet little Isabel. I know you're 18 now, but you're still so little and vaunerable. I don't want you to hate me more, but when I saw where you were living...I wanted to cry. I saw a prostitute and some really shady people on your street...I saw a man in makeup and heels...and all those bars and clubs...how can you stand to live there? It looked awful and I don't think it's safe there. And you say you're safe with your friends...but that guy, Axl as you call him, I don't trust him. And it's a mother's instinct...Isabel, I know he hurts you. That's why you don't leave him and you push us away...you're afraid he'll find you and hurt you. I could tell something was off with you when we came...the way you walked and talked, I could see the cuts and bruises on your face and arms. I hope it's only physical. Isabel...does he make you do things to him that you don't want to do? Does he do...sexual things to you? Has he been? Because he can be arrested for rape and molestation. Honey, you have to tell me, I only want what's best for you. I hope you'll come back to us and finish school. - Love, mom.'. And now I was angry as hell. She doesn't know what goes on! I'm perfectly fine! I'm not scared of Axl! I stood up quickly and looked for piece of paper and a pen, I found one and quickly scribbled a letter to her 'Mom, I hate you. You assume the worst every time! What is wrong with you? You think Axl would sexually abuse me?! You're off your rocker. And I've told you this so many damn times: Axl has a temper. Axl is a different person when he has a temper. Yes, he's hit me, yes I had to go to the hospital once...but Axl didn't hit me. His temper did. Axl is the sweetest, most fun person when he's not in a mood. It's hard for him to control himself when he's angry, so I forgive him, because I KNOW him, unlike you. And Axl hates what he's done to me and has done everything possible to make it up to me. So I'm just fine mom, okay? And don't EVER write me again with your nasty, spiteful comments. Please forgive me. I can't forgive you now. - Iz.'. I put it in an envelope quickly and put a stamp on it. Then there was a knock on the door "Iz? It's almost time for you to go," I heard Axl say "Oh dammit I'm still not ready!" I shrieked. Axl came in the door "Really?" he said, I rolled my eyes "I'm just gonna wear my mini shorts and the Motley shirt," I said, exasperated. I picked the clothes up from the bed and looked at Axl "You wanna leave or..." I asked "Pfft. I've seen you naked before," Axl said as he laid back on the bed with his arms behind his head "Yeah, but I have a boyfriend now," I said "So? We're friends. Just because I see you naked doesn't mean we're gonna fuck,". I rolled my eyes "Fine," I said and I started to take off my clothes, I changed into my outfit and pulled on my combat boots. Axl stood up "Well, that was fun," he said, I laughed and grabbed the tickets off my nigh stand "So, who're you gonna take?" Axl asked "Does Gina wanna go?" I asked him "No," he replied. "Maybe I'll just take Jani or Izzy," I said as we walked out of my room "Take Jani, she is driving you," I nodded "Yeah. Well, I guess I'll see you in a few hours or so!" I said as I went out the front door "Yep, see ya! Have fun!" Axl said, I smiled and walked away...ready to go to the Motley fucking Crüe concert.
-2 Hours Later-
"Oh my gosh! Oh my god! Holy shit we're going backstage!!" I squealed to Jani, who had been able to get us backstage using her...stripper qualities. When we got backstage there were about 10 other fans/girls there, 7 of the people were most definitely groupies, and the other 3 were dude fans. There was a commotion and I looked over and the singer, Vince was walking towards us "Oh my god!! Vince!!!" I shrieked, freaking out, that obviously caught his attention because he looked straight at me and smirked "Aaaahhhh!!" I squealed, nearly passing out, then the drummer, Tommy came out "AAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAH ITS TOMMY LEE THE DRUMMER OH MY GOD AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" I screamed, pointing at him, on the verge of hysterics. "Calm down, its okay!" Jani laughed as she held onto my shoulders. "Well hello," I heard someone say behind us, I turned around and Vince was standing there "Mmmmmfff!!" I said, muffling a scream "I like your shirt," Vince said as he touched my chest "Thanks," I squeaked out "You're a pretty girl, you know that?" he said as he moved closer to me, I tried to say something, anything, but I couldn't. Then Tommy walked up "Oooh who's the hottie boom-ballattie, Vince?" he asked, sounding super cheery "I don't know her name, but I want to know her..." Vince said as he looked in my eyes and wiggled his eyebrows "I'm gonna know her real good," Vince said. I chuckled nervously "I have a boyfriend actually...um...yeah," I explained "He ain't here is he?" Vince breathed as he started kissing my cheek "No, but I don't wanna cheat on him..." I said as I tried to pry Vince's hands off my waist. "It's not cheating if he never finds out," he said, and then he kissed me on the lips...and I kissed him back...and we didn't stop there...