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Fortunately, we were able to get Nikki out of the house and back into the hospital. The first days in the hospital were the most nerve racking. All of Nikki's friends took turns visiting him and I swear he was never left alone. I was one of the people who visited Nikki very frequently. Actually, I was there for most of the daylight hours. I wanted to be there for him if he woke up or if...well...I didn't want to think about the worst.
Somehow, Nikki managed to survive and became stronger everyday. Despite his close encounter with death, he still had the same personality as ever. He made jokes to the nurses at the hospital and talked to me when he had enough strength. I liked seeing this side of Nikki again. This was my friend Nikki, not the fucked up and heroin-addicted junkie I had known over the last few years.
As soon as Nikki was able to leave the hospital, Doc commanded everyone to check in to rehab. He said that the band had gotten way out of control and that he wasn't going to deal with four whacked guys anymore. Nikki had grudgingly gone into rehab and was still there as far as I knew. That was good; at least he hadn't escaped from it like last time.
Vince had gone into rehab, but had gone complaining and unwillingly. He was much more interested in Sharise and girls at the Tropicana than to want to bother with rehab. Besides, in Vince's opinions, he wasn't nearly as drug addicted as the other guys. I think Vince's perspective on that was a little bit off, but no one bothered to tell him that.
Mick had started rehab, but had ended up deciding to clean up his own way. Everyone had been pretty doubtful about that at first. Nobody seemed to think Mick could clean up on his own. However, Mick insisted and Doc let him quit the rehab. To everyone's surprise, Mick did make a big attempt to get clean. As soon as he cut down on the alcohol and drugs, he started looking way better. He lost twenty pounds and a lot of the premature wrinkles on his face. But despite Mick's physical improvement, he wasn't doing so well mentally. He was just as depressed as ever. I think having Emi around helped him, but it wasn't life-altering.
Tommy was really the only one who had gone into rehab willingly. He had ended up having a big argument with Heather on Christmas Eve. The two had gotten into such a big fight that Tommy was afraid Heather might be considering divorce. Luckily, Heather hadn't gone that far, but Tommy realized that he was going to have to do the rehab in order to save their marriage. The drugs and drinking were splitting them too far apart and were the cause of far too many of their arguments. After a couple of weeks in rehab, Tommy later told me that he hadn't realized just how addicted he had been.
None of the Crue members saw each other very often for a while since everyone was in rehab. As a matter of fact, the next time we all got together was for Vince's wedding. Vince had finally proposed to Sharise and of course, she had accepted. I mean seriously, who would turn down a proposal by Vince Neil? Not anybody I knew, that was for sure.
I was sitting on one of the pews in the back of the church, waiting for the wedding to start. Tommy and Heather were sitting in the front pews of the building. They seemed to be tolerating each other and were on fairly good terms, but I could sense a strange, intense tension between them. I hoped Heather wasn't still blaming Tommy for that earlier argument they had. I was certain that the argument couldn't have been all Tommy's fault. Heather probably played some kind of role in it as well.
Mick and Emi was sitting on the row of pews opposite me. Mick was looking at his feet in a depressed manner and wasn't smiling as usual. It almost made me sad to see Mick this way. I had known Mick when he had been a happy and normal guy. Unfortunately, that Mick was hidden beneath a mask of despair and derangement.
Suddenly, the music started and Vince appeared in front of the altar. Everyone cheered at his appearance. Apparently, Vince and Sharise had decided to have a big wedding. There were people from all over Los Angeles gathered in the church today. Most of them Vince and Sharise probably didn't even know. Oh well, at least it made Vince happy.
Sharise started walking down the isles in the skimpiest wedding dress I had ever seen. It was cut as low as possible and the fabric was so sheer that you could see her skin through it. As Sharise took her time walking down the isle, a figure suddenly darted in from a back door and dropped into the seat next to me. Wondering who it was, I moved my gaze from Sharise to the newcomer.
"God, I'm so fucking late," Nikki said, rubbing his head in his hands. He looked tired, but in my opinion, he was still much better than he had been a month ago. Nikki hadn't had heroin for a long time and was in a sober condition at the moment. Glad to see him here despite his lateness, I put a hand on his and exclaimed, "Nikki! It's great to see you. So how's everything been going?"
"Shitty," Nikki replied with a grimace. "I mean, it's great and all that I'm off the drugs, but I don't feel like Nikki Sixx anymore. I just don't feel right. I tried seeing a psychiatrist. That didn't do me much good though. He told me I needed to socialize more, but that was it. I've tried dating a few people again, but it just hasn't worked out."
From what I remembered last, Nikki had been dating Vanity. Wondering what had happened to his previous girlfriend, I raised an eyebrow and asked, "What about Vanity? I thought you two got along pretty well." Nikki grimaced even more at the mention of Vanity's name, "God, only when we were on drugs did we get along well. Now? I don't even want to talk to her."
We nodded and sat in silence for a few minutes, both looking at Vince's and Sharise's happy faces. Finally, Nikki added, "You and I are pretty similar, Amy." What the hell? I didn't know where that had come from. I didn't feel very similar to Nikki at all. Wondering what he meant, I said, "Uh, what do you mean by that, Nikki?"
"I mean that we're both waiting for our dream dates. I guess we're out there somewhere, hm? Maybe we already know them," Nikki explained looking at me in a funny way. I thought about what Nikki had shrugged and said, "Maybe." Life was full of changes. He could very well be right.

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Not much happened in the next few months. As a matter of fact, I would say this was one of the most boring times in the Crue ever. With everyone still going through rehab, it was really hard to get things done. Poor Mick was still depressed, but I had heard that Nikki had been visiting him. Mick had told me the other day that Nikki had gone over to his house and the two of them had written a new song called "Don't Go Away Mad (Just Go Away)".
Today, Nikki had told me that he was going out to a place called Imperial Gardens for dinner with Slash. He offered to bring me along, but I refused. I hoped that by my refusal, Nikki might decide to stay home. Hanging out with Slash wasn't really a good thing for him right now. Slash was nice and might be a good friend to Nikki, but he certainly wasn't the best role model. I certainly didn't want Slash to get Nikki all fucked up again just when he had gotten clean.
Unfortunately, Sharise's marriage with Vince was not going well. Sharise had appeared in the band Poison's "Open Up and Say Ah" album with Bret Michaels, Poison's vocalist. Vince had not at all been happy about that and had decided to pay Sharise three thousand dollars a month to quit her work at mud wrestling. Sharise had accepted, but after only a little while, the two ended up getting into arguments about it all the time. Only three months after their marriage, they got separated.
Since all the other Crue members were busy, Tommy had been the one to invite me out today. He had invited me to come with him to a studio. Apparently, Tommy was going to be featured in Sam Kinison's singing debut remake of The Troggs Classic and Wild Thing. Thinking I might have been bored, Tommy invited me to come along. Not having anything better to do, I had agreed.
So here I was with Tommy, standing in a building with a hell of a lot of hot guys. Famous rock stars were around me everywhere. There were so many cute guys that I felt like passing out. A very cute blonde caught my attention. He had the most beautiful turoquiose eyes and sandy blonde hair. As Tommy and I walked through all the people, I turned to Tommy with a glazed-over expression and said, "Hey Tommy, who's that guy? You know, the one with the blonde hair?"
Tommy followed my gaze curiously to the blonde standing in the corner. As we stared at him, the guy turned and flashed us a big, friendly smile. The smile caught me off guard and immediately made me look down and blush. Laughin at my expression, Tommy explained, "That's C.C. Deville. He's from Poison. I think he's their guitarist. Want me to go introduce you to him?"
I hesitated as I looked from C.C. to Tommy. C.C. was pretty hot, but I wasn't sure if I should just go over and introduce myself to him. Wouldn't that be pretty audacious? However, if I didn't say hi to C.C., then I might never get a chance to know him. As I debated all of this over in my mind, Tommy tapped his foot impatiently and said, "Yes or no, Amy? Time's a wastin'. Besides, there's Steven Tyler and Joe Perry from Aerosmith. I'm gonna go hi to them unless you want to meet Deville."
I was about to say "no" to Tommy's question, when suddenly my eyes snapped onto a guy even more gorgeous than C.C. Finding no words in my mouth, I simply shook my head instead. Tommy shrugged and hurried off to go greet Steven and Joe. I didn't get what was such the big deal about Steven and Joe, but Tommy always acted like they were idols or something.
However, my mind was way too busy to think about Steven and Joe right now. Instead, I was looking at the gorgeous man striding towards the crowd. He was laughing and talking to some other random, much less beautiful guy behind him. As soon as I saw the guy's light blue eyes and full lips, I knew who the guy was. It was Jon Bon Jovi. I remembered him from the vacation Vince and I had taken to Atlanta, but did Jon remember me? He probably flirted with a lot of girls.
Not sure what to do, I stood up the corner of the room and watched Jon carefully. It would hurt pretty bad if he didn't remember me. Maybe it would be best just to hide in the corner and pretend he was here. However, try as I might, that just wasn't going to happen. I mean seriously, how could you expect me to stand around when there was a hot guy I had made out with standing only a few feet in front of me? For a girl with no self control like me, that was impossible.
Taking a deep breath and summoning up my courage, I started towards where Jon was standing and laughing with the other guy I didn't recognize. Not wanting to interrupt their conversation, I stood behind them and decided to wait to talk to Jon until they were done with the conversation. As I stood behind them, I couldn't help but eavesdrop just a bit.
"So Jon," the unfamiliar guy was saying, "What are your plans after this? You wanna head to The Rainbow with me?" Jon shook his head regretfully, "Sorry man, but I've got a plane ride to catch in two hours. I'm headed back to New Jersey for a Bon Jovi tour that's coming up. Thanks for the offer though. I really appreciate it."
"Aw," the unknown man sighed, "Well, it was good seeing you here, Jon. Take care!" My heart immediately fell as I heard these words. So apparently, Jon was leaving already! Even if he did recognize me, we weren't going to be able to hang out or even go on a short date. Figuring it was pointless to even bother talking to him, I turned on my heel and started to head back into the crowd. However, I had only taken two steps forward when I felt a hand on my shoulder and a familiar voice said, "Amy?"
Immediately, I spun around when I heard my name. To my surprise, I saw Jon Bon Jovi looking at me with a curious expression on his face. When I turned around and slowly met his gaze. Suddenly, I felt really nervous. Being around such a good looking guy always made me jumpy. However, I think the real reason I was so nervous was the fact that I was worried that Jon would not remember me. There was a very good chance he wouldn't remember a girl like me.
Finally, I got up my nerve and looked Jon straight in the eye. I was nervous I would see something I didn't want to see in Jon's eyes, but instead, I saw recognition. Jon pushed past a few people in the crowd to stand closer to me. When we were face to face, he exclaimed, "Hey Amy! To be honest, I wasn't sure if I was ever going to see you again. God, I can't believe you're here! So what's up? How have you been? Is anything new with you?"
I quickly relaxed as Jon spoke. Apparently, he did remember me after all! Grinning up at him, I replied, "I can't believe you're here either! I've been doing okay. Nothing much is new with me though. It's just been a boring last couple of months. All the members of the Crue have gone through rehab, so nothing much new has been going on. So yeah, life for me has been pretty boring lately. What about you though? I hardly doubt that life with Bon Jovi is boring."
Jon gave a light, musical laugh, "Yeah, it's definitely not boring. We've been touring for a little bit. I'm headed back home to New Jersey after this. The band is trying to work on getting a new album produced by the end of the month. Everyone's been working really hard. I think if we put a lot of effort into it, we'll be able to get it produced before our deadline."
"That's great!" I exclaimed, sharing Jon's excitement. I was glad that Bon Jovi was going to be able to produce a new album soon. In the Crue's current condition, I highly doubted that they would be getting anything new done anytime soon. Nikki still needed to figure out how to stay sober, and Vince needed to work out his marriage deal with Sharise before things got too intense.
Jon looked down at his watch and then frowned at me, "I have a taxi that's suppose to pick me up any time now. I should probably go wait for it outside. Want to come with me though? We could keep each other company. Unless, is there someone else you're here with?" Jon's tone was light, but he but a lot of emphasis on that last sentence.
"Oh no," I replied quickly. "I'm just here with my friend, Tommy Lee. He's off doing something right now though. I'd love to come wait with you outside." Jon smiled at me and slipped his hand in between mine as he started off towards the entrance, "Okay then. It'll be great to have your company. Let's just hope Tommy doesn't think I ran off with you!"
We both laughed and a few minutes later, we found ourselves outside in front of the large building. As soon as we were outside, Jon sat down on the ground and pulled me down next to him. I plopped down on the soft grass and admired the way Jon's skin seemed to sparkle and shine in the light and the way his blue eyes glittered.
"So," Jon started as soon as we were outside again, "Have you found yourself a boyfriend yet? Or are you still crushing over Vince Neil?" Little did Jon know that Vince Neil had been completely out of my mind ever since I had met him. As a matter of fact, ever since I had met Jon, I hadn't thought about a guy the same way as him. Jon was special. Something deep down inside of me told me that he was the only one that I ever was going to want. For a moment, I debated on whter or not I should tell him this. Finally, I decided that it was worth the risk. After all, the worst Jon could say was that he didn't have any interest in me, right?
"Actually, I don't really like Vince in that way anymore. He married a mud wrestler named Sharise anyways," I started out. Jon rolled his eyes at my sentence and said, "That would be just like Vince Neil to go off and marry a mud wrestler. No offense towards Vince or anything, but I'm guessing their marriage probably isn't working out so well?"
Surprised that Jon would know this, I raised an eyebrow at him and nodded. Laughing again my surprised look, Jon explained, "Like I said before, I don't think Vince Neil is a good one to go and get married. But anyways, so do you have a boyfriend now?" Jon's pale blue eyes looking directly into mine were almost paralyzing me. I blinked nervously under his gaze before continuing.
"Nah, I still haven't found a boyfriend. To be honest, I haven't really seen any guys I've liked since I met you," I said, using the second as a double meaning. Taking a deep breath, I went on,"Hey Jon? Do you remember when we spent that time by the pool together?" Jon nodded and seemed to know what I was about to say. Jon had said he would take my virginity if we ever happened to meet again. Now that we actually had met again, I couldn't help but wonder if he still meant what he had said.
Getting straight to the point, Jon looked me in the eye and said, "You want me to take you to a hotel or something like that?" Blushing, I shrugged and nodded slightly. Jon nodded thoughtfully while I held my breath. After a few minutes of intense thinking, he turned back to me and said, "If I was staying here, I would definitely bring you somewhere nice. However, under the circumstances, I can't do that since I'll be leaving any minute. However, if you still want to next time we meet, I promise I'll take you to a nice hotel, okay?" My heart beat quickened and I felt a mixture of excitement and disappointed.
"But what if we don't meet again?" I asked nervously as a taxi pulled up along the driveway. Jon gave me his gorgeous smile and took my hands in his, "Believe me, Amy, we will meet again. Fate seems to want us together." With that, Jon gave me the most romantic kiss I had ever felt, and then turned and disappeared into the taxi.

~ ~ ~ ~

The next few months passed by without much going on. Christmas ended up being a pretty boring holiday, but there wasn't much I could do about that. Everyone in the Crue seemed to be busy all the time and nobody ever invited me over just to hang out anymore. Nikki was working on a new song called "Kickstart My Heart", Vince was still attempted to repair his marriage damage with Sharise, Mick had moved into a new home with Emi after finally paying his bills, and I had no idea what Tommy was up to.
Luckily, Nikki had managed to stay sober over the last few months. Someone had set him up with Brandi Brandt on a blind date. To Nikki's surprise, he had found that he actually ended up enjoying their date and wanted to go see Brandi again. I was glad that Nikki was finally seeing someone again. He deserved to be happy.
I was sitting all alone and was pretty bored one February morning when I suddenly got a phone call. My phone was lying on the counter on the other side of the room. I got up from my chair to get it, but unfortunately my mom reached it first. Damn. She was way too nosy when it came to my phone calls and she always had the nerve to answer my own phone without asking me about it.
"Hello?" my mom asked into the phone while I stalked across the room and opened my hand up for the phone. My mom ignored me for a few minutes and listened to whoever was blabbing into the phone. After a few more moments of silence, she finally handed the phone to me after saying, "Yes, of course you can speak to Amy. Here she is."
I snatched the phone up from my mom and slammed it against my ear. In kind of a bad mood, I quickly apologized into the phone, "Sorry about that. I'm not sure why my mom feels like she has to answer my phone." I paused and then added as an after thought, "By the way, may I ask who's calling?" I suddenly blushed, feeling kind of embarrassed for answering the phone like that.
"Hey Amy," a familiar voice said into the phone. "It's Axl. I haven't really talked to you for a while. What's up?" I literally dropped the phone when I heard Axl's voice on the other end. I hadn't talked to him for ages. The last time I had seen him was when Guns 'n Roses had been doing the support show with the Crue. After the support shows were over, I hadn't a single thing from him. Nonetheless, I couldn't deny the fact that I was obviously pretty excited to hear from him.
"Hi Axl!" I greeted him excitedly, "It's nice to hear from you. Not much is up with me. I'm really bored. Everyone from the Crue is busy doing something or the other and I'm home alone right now. Well, besides for my mom that is. How about you? What's up?" I held my breath as I waited for him to speak. Something about Axl gave me the chills. It was kind of the same feeling I felt around Jon Bon Jovi. The were both two of the most attractive guys I had ever laid eyes on!
"As a matter of fact, I'm not doing anything right now," Axl explained. "Everyone from Guns 'n Roses is busy too. It seems like you and I are the only two who aren't doing anything. So what do you think about coming over to my house for a bit? We could hang out and stuff." My heart leaped in my chest; Axl was asking me over!
However, before I answered him, I tried to think things through a bit. I wasn't sure if it was smart of me to agree to go to Axl's house or not. After all, I had gone to his house several times before with hopes of becoming his girlfriend, but everytime Axl always held back or Erin showed up. Did I really want to make myself go through this torture again?
"Is Erin over?" I finally ended up asking, deciding that I would answer his previous question based on the answer I got to this question. Axl quickly replied, "Oh no, she's not over. I don't think we'll be seeing much of her anymore. So what do you say? Want to come on over since you're not busy? I'm so fucking bored."
I decided to go ahead and give into my temptations. After all, if Erin was gone, why not go and see Axl? Voicing this aloud, I said, "Yeah, I'll come over. I'll leave right now. I'll see you in a few minutes, okay?" Axl agreed eagerly, "Yeah, okay. I'll meet you then." With that, we both hung up and I hurried towards the door without bothering to do anything beforehand.
As I dashed towards the door, my mom gave me a scrutinizing look and raised an eyebrow at me, "Where are you going in such a hurry?" I was still pretty pissed at my mom for answering my own cell phone earlier, so I gave her a blunt reply, "I'm going to a friend's house, not that it's any of your business or anything."
Without bothering for her reply, I dashed out of the house and slammed the door behind me before my mom could give me a questionnaire. Feeling pretty good and full of anticipation, I climbed into my jetta and pulled out of the driveway at top speed. I was really wondering what Axl wanted with me. He didn't usual invite me over unless he had an obvious reason for it. Usually, he'd invite me over to watch a band practice or to invite me to a show. Today, he hadn't given me an obvious reason for coming over. He obviously wanted to see me for some reason or another though. I was just gonna have to wait to figure out what it was!
After what seemed like a while, but was really only twenty minutes or so, I arrived at Axl's small home. Seeing that the driveway was empty, I pulled into the middle of it and popped outside and headed towards the door. Barely able to stand still, I knocked on the door and waited excitedly for Axl to open it. A few seconds later, the door creaked open and Axl stood in my view.
My breath caught in my throat as usual as I looked up at him. He was wearing a thin white tank top and tight jeans. His sleek, auburn hair fell over one eye as usual and he was giving me that goddamn gorgeous smile of his. Suddenly breathless, I said, "Hey Axl. It was...uh...nice of you to invite me over. Can I come in?"
Axl didn't give me a reply. Instead, he pulled me inside eagerly. I kicked the door shut behind me and couldn't hide my surprise as Axl grabbed my shoulders, pushed me against the wall, and began kissing me passionately all over my mouth.
The kiss completely caught me off guard. After all, I had dreamed about kissing Axl for so long, but I never though it would actually become a reality. Regardless though, the kiss was way better than I had imagined it would be. Axl's smooth lips moved over mine like he had been kissing me all my life. I kissed him back and closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of Axl's mouth gliding over mine. Axl wrapped his hands around my back and pulled me closer to him and away from the doorway.
Axl started to lead be into the living room without breaking our kiss. I was so enraptured by the wonderful sensation on my mouth that I barely noticed that we had moved. I was still concentrating on the way Axl kneaded my mouth with his and made it feel so damn good. A moment later, I felt Axl's hand travel up my back and find it's way into my hair. Axl stroked my hair and pulled it back from my face so he could have complete access to my lips.
By this time, we had reached the couch in the living room. Axl flopped onto his back on top of it and pulled me down with him. My heart started hammering loudly in my chest as I found myself straddling Axl Rose and kissing him like I was his long lost lover. What the hell was going on? I had always believed that there was something between Axl and me, but I wasn't quite sure what it was. Now I realized it was a deep passion that had been brewing in us all along.
As we continued our kiss, Axl brushed his tongue against my lips in a hinting-manner. I quickly gave him access to my mouth and shivered with excitement as Axl let his tongue poke around in my mouth. I brought my tongue up to his as he continued to explore my mouth and brushed it lightly against his tongue. Our tongues met and began to rub up against each other in a caressing manner. The French kiss lasted for a long time, but since we were only human, we eventually had to stop for air.
Axl reluctantly relinquished my lips and dropped his head back against the arm of the couch to look up at me curiously. Brushing a strand of my hair our of my eye, I looked down at him and felt a flurry of emotions travel through my body. I was kind of embarrassed for letting myself go far with him, and yet on the other hand, I was getting exactly what I had dreamed of for so long. However, something still felt wrong. I was forgetting something here. What was it?
Suddenly, it came to me. Feeling like a cheater, I avoided Axl's eyes and said the first words that we had spoken in the house, "Um...Axl? What about Erin? We probably shouldn't be doing this when you're still with her." Axl gave me a lazy grin and brought his hand up to cup my chin and force him to look at me. Reluctantly, I met his gaze and waited for him to say something.
"Amy, don't worry about Erin. That's why I invited you over here. I'm done with Erin once and for all. We broke up and we're not getting back together again. So really girl, don't feel guilty about a thing," Axl reassured me. At his words, I immediately felt myself relax. I hadn't been doing anything wrong after all and now I was free to do whatever I wanted with Axl...well, kind of.
"Why me?" I found myself asking as I looked at Axl lying beneath me on the couch. He looked totally calm and relaxed whereas I was the complete opposite with my hammering heart and spinning brain. "I mean, you could have any girl you want and you choose me. Why would you do that? I'm not pretty or anything compared to most of those girls out there."
Axl leaned back and studied me carefully, "You're pretty in your own way, you just can't see that for some reason. Believe me though, there are a hell of a lot of guys who would want you. I'm just getting to them first before anyone else does." Axl paused for a moment as his index finger brushed gently along my cheekbone. Axl quickly added, "What about you though, Amy? Are you with someone else right now? I never asked you or anything, I just sort of assumed you were still single."
"God, yes, of course I'm still single," I sighed miserably before I perked up, "Well...I'm not anymore though, am I?" Axl gave me a dirty grin and shook his head, "Definitely not anymore. Hey, I got a new movie. Want to watch it?" Thinking that not much could beat watching a movie with my new boyfriend, I nodded vigorously.
Axl jumped off of the couch and fiddled around with the DVD player before images started appearing on the television. Once the movie started, Axl came back and sat next to me. We tried concentrating on the movie, but after only five minutes, we became way too distracted by each other. We ended up having a nice, long make out session. At one point, I felt Axl move his hand up under my shirt for just the briefest moment before he withdrew it. That was okay with me though. Now that I had a boyfriend, I found I wasn't in quite so much of a hurry to lose my virginity. Sometimes being with someone you loved was better than that.
All too quickly, the movie ended and night fell. Knowing I had to go home before it got too dark, Axl and I untangled from our embrace and Axl walked me over to the door. I put on my shoes and then looked up at him curiously. Axl was watching me with an adoring smile on his face. When I met his gaze, he kissed my forehead once and said, "I love you, girl. I've been crazy about you since we met. It's nice that Erin's finally out of our way. Do something with me tomorrow?"
Too excited to speak, I simply nodded. Axl must've sensed my excitement because he gave a musical laugh and one last smile as he said, "Alright, see you tomorrow then."

~ ~ ~ ~

Axl and I began steadily dating now that Erin was Axl's ex. We ended up getting along better than even I had imagined we would, and our relationship seemed perfect. We hadn't had sex yet, but I found that I was okay with that. To be honest, I figured it was better if we dated for another month or so before we actually did it. I mean, why rush into something when you had your whole lifetime ahead of you? Besides, I wanted to make sure Axl was serious about me before I gave my virginity up to him.
Tonight, Axl had invited me over to the Cathouse club with him. Guns 'n Roses was playing a show there and then Axl said we could hang out at his house after that. I had agreed to come along to the club despite the fact that I was sick. I wasn't really sure how I had gotten sick, but I had woken up two days ago to find that I had a terrible cough.
Nevertheless, here I was sitting at a table by myself at the Cathouse while the guys from Guns 'n Roses packed up their equipment and headed over to my empty table. They had just played a spectacular show and were getting better everytime they went on stage. Well, everyone but Slash. Slash still seemed to have some pretty big addiction problems. He reminded me of Nikki in so many different ways. I just hoped that like Nikki, he would be able to clean up eventually before it was too late.
"God, it's hot in here," Axl said, wiping his brow as he plopped down in a chair next to me. I didn't think it was very hot in the Cathouse, but Axl had just been singing and doing stage stunts for the last hour, so it made sense if he was still hot. I reached over the table and entwined my fingers with his, "You did a great job tonight, you know."
Axl grinned over at me and swatted his sticky bangs out of his eyes, "Mm, thanks girl." Out of the courner of my eye I saw Steven eying us enviously. I still remembered that Steven had tried to get involved with me at one point. I had been the one to reject his offer because at that time, I was still having a mixed up relationship with Vince and Izzy. Now that Vince and Izzy were out of my life, I had been free to finally have a lover of my own. Unfortunately for Steven, I had chosen Axl over him.
The rest of the guys sat down at the table with us. All of them looked sweaty and worn out. Izzy was staring at Axl and me with a depressed expression on his face. I had been mad at Izzy before, but now I found I was so happy that it wasn't possible for me to be mad at Izzy anymore. I tried smiling over at Izzy, but his expression didn't change even though he met my eyes.
"Hey guys," Slash said, standing up, "I'm gonna go get us some drinks. I'll be right back." Everyone nodded and Axl turned back to me. I hoped he was going to kiss me, but before we had the opportunity to kiss, a beautiful blonde woman sank down on a chair next to Izzy. It didn't take me long to recognize the woman; it was Sharise, Vince's wife.
"Hi guys," Sharise said in a seductive tone. "Mind if I sit here?" Nobody said she couldn't, so Sharise settled herself down next to Izzy. The two of them started talking, but I was too busy concentrating on Axl to worry about Izzy. I reached up and swatted some of the beads of sweat from his forehead. Axl gave me a sideways look and twisted around in his chair so that he was facing me. We met each other's gaze and were suddenly kissing in front of the whole club. Neither of us cared though. All that mattered was the warmth of Axl's mouth on mind and the way his hand was creeping up under my shirt...
"Get the fuck away from me!" a voice suddenly cried out, interrupting my romance with Axl. Axl and I parted and looked towards where the voice had come from. To our surprise, Sharise was eying Izzy with a look of disgust and horror. Izzy muttered a few low curse words and then actually reached over and yanked Sharise's top down in front of everyone. Sharise, looking like she was living in her worst nightmare, slapped Izzy hard on the cheek. Izzy let go of her top, but then kicked her hard in the stomach.
This was too much for Sharise. She jumped to her feet and hurried out of the Cathouse with her head buried in her hands. I instantly felt sorry for Sharise. I had once been jealous of her for taking Vince over, but now all I could do was feel sorry for the poor woman who had just been humiliating in front of everyone watching in the Cathouse.
Axl squeezed my hand and whispered in my ear, "Maybe it's time we get out here, hm?" I nodded. Izzy was obviously drunk and needed to be left alone. After waving to the rest of the guys, Axl and I stood up and headed towards the door to the Cathouse. My thoughts instantly shifted from Sharise to the glorious night ahead of me.