Categories > Celebrities > Guns n' Roses > Sweet, Sweet Child 'O Mine (Axl Rose)
-November 29th 1982-
"Mom he is the coolest, sweetest, awesomest guy I've ever met!" I argued with my mom. She was making a big deal about my best friend, who happened to be a guy. We'd been friends since I was 11 despite our age differences...right now he was 20, almost 21 in a few months, and I was 16, almost 17. My mom did think he was a sweet kid for a while, until recently. He'd been getting into some trouble...but he was going through a lot of stuff, he just found out his dad wasn't his real dad at all, he needed to vent his anger. My mom found out about it and started putting restrictions on how long I could see him and when I could. That made him really mad, because he was really protective of me because he felt I was the only one he really had. "Yeah but mom, he's going through stuff! And besides, none of it's rubbed off on me!" I argued my mom sighed "He just got finished with a THREE month jail sentence!" I scoffed "So?" "Honey, I do not want you around Will anymore he's-" my mom started again, but I cut her off "His name - is Axl, not Will or William, Axl," I said angrily, Axl's name was William Bailey, but he changed it when he found out Stephen Bailey, his 'dad' wasn't his real dad. "The last time I checked, his name was still William Bailey, so I will refer to him as that and nothing else," my mom said sternly. She hated nicknames, including mine, Izzy K, even though everyone in my family called me that. "Well I don't care what you call him, I am gonna see him no matter what the hell you say!" I said, my mom gasped "Isabel Diana Kikx! Do NOT curse at me! Otherwise I'll ground you and you REALLY won't see that Bailey boy!" I rolled my eyes "Yeah right, dad wouldn't let you do that," "Do what?" I heard my dad ask as he walked in the front door. "Mom is trying to fucking ground me just cause I said 'damn'!" I said as I walked toward him, he looked down at me when I got to him "Okay first, watch your language a bit more Izzy and second, Stephanie, don't put that scare factor of being grounded on her, let her learn from her mistakes. And besides, 'damn' isn't as bad as some other words," he said. I smiled smugly "See?" I said to my mom as I opened the front door "Dad, I'm going to see Axl, I'll be home in time for dinner," I said. My dad frowned a bit but then said "Sure, just don't let him make you do anything wrong," "Yeah, yeah, I know, it'll be fine," I said as I closed the door. I shivered, the cold late fall/early winter Indiana air going right through my jacket, luckily Axl's house was only a few blocks away. Axl's house. I hated his house, his stepdad was horrifying and his mom was always looking so beat up and drained and tired and his siblings were always being beaten. I stood in front of the house, I heard screaming from the inside, it sounded like Axl and Stephen arguing. It made me really sad, sometimes I would stay awake at night crying thinking of what he went through every day. A few minutes later Axl burst out the door, screaming and slurring his words, I suspected he was drunk. When he saw me he ran to me "Izzy, oh god, I fucked shit up, but I don't care, I don't care about Stephen or Sharon or anyone...I don't care," he slurred as he hugged me. I hugged him back "It's okay, it's okay," I whispered "No! No it's not! No one is there! No one is there when I need them! No one wants me!" he yelled angrily as he pulled away, tears rolling down his face. I reached out to grab his hand "I'm here Axl, I want you, I care!" he pulled his hand away "No!" he shrieked. He stumbled backwards and turned to face the house "Fuck you Stephen!!! Fuck. YOU!" he yelled toward it. "Axl no, don't make him mad!" I exclaimed, Axl glared at me and turned back to the house "Do you hear me Stephen?! I hate you! You're evil!" I reached for Axl's hand again "Ax-" I started, but he ripped his hand out of mine and backhand slapped me lightly, but it still stung. I was shocked and taken aback, he'd never hit me or been violent to me. Sometimes he got frustrated with me, but he never did anything like this. I started crying too "Axl, it's okay, I'm here, don't listen to Stephen! Every word out of his mouth is crap!" I begged "Don't say his name!" Axl snarled and pushed me to the ground. "Hey what the hell's going on here?!" I heard someone yell, I looked up and saw a guy standing there "Nothing! Go away!" Axl said "Were you beating on her?" the guy asked. I saw Axl's face soften for a second, then he looked down at me, looking confused. Then anger filled his eyes again "No man, so leave us the fuck alone!" he yelled as he swung at the guy, I was still laying on the ground, scared, and a few seconds later Axl came crashing down next to me. At first I thought the guy had hit Axl but when I looked up again, the guy was gone and it was my worst nightmare instead. Stephen. "What is going on here? What is wrong with you William? Attacking strangers?!" Stephen yelled, kneeling down in Axl's face. I pushed myself up "It's fine Mr. Bailey! It's my fault, Ax... I mean, William, he was just protecting me!" I explained nervously. Stephen stood up and looked at me with disgust and pointed a finger at me "You...you devil girl! You probably influenced him to do these evil things! With your whore clothes and devil advertising!" he said as he touched my chest to point at my Black Sabbath shirt "HOW DARE YOU?!" Axl yelled as he jumped on Stephen's back. Stephen peeled him off and slapped him "No!" I yelled, this time I threw myself in between them, but Stephen hit me in the face with his elbow, and I fell over, pain all over, my nose starting to bleed. I jumped up again just as Stephen punched Axl "Run!" Axl yelled. I ran as fast as I could, sobbing because I didn't wanna leave Axl and because I was so hurt. The two blocks seemed to be two miles, when I got home I burst through the door and just my luck, my parents were right there, in the living room, where the front door leads right into. My mom jumped up in horror when she saw me "Oh god!! Oh god, oh god!! Who did this to you?! Was it Will? I told you to stay away from him! Never see him again!" she started screaming and crying as she hugged me and tried to brush the blood off my face. "Oh god, Isabel, what happened," my dad said worriedly as he walks over to me. "Nothing! I'm fine! I...I fell, I'm fine," I said as I pushed my mom away and ran upstairs to my room. "Izzy!" my little brother exclaimed, I stopped in my tracks and held my hand over my nose "Oh...oh...Jimmy, hey...I'm really burnt out, I need to take a shower," I said as I tried to hide the blood "Oh okay, I'm going to play baseball!" he squealed as he ran past me. I sighed, my little brother was only five, and the last thing I needed was HIM to be traumatized by my state. I ran into my room and into the bathroom and locked the door, peeled my clothes off and jumped in the shower. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door "Isabel? Honey? Are you okay? What...what happened?" I heard my mom sob from the other side. I rolled my eyes and didn't answer "Do you need to go to the hospital? Please, please, answer me honey," she said, sounding desperate "I'm fine!" I yelled. She didn't say anything after that. I really didn't wanna talk to her or anyone else about it, it wouldn't help Axl's reputation with my friends and family. It was an accident, Axl didn't really mean to hurt me, I saw it in his eyes when he looked down at me, the pain. His anger just got the best of him. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off. I inspected my face in the mirror, my nose had stopped bleeding and it didn't look broken. I sighed in relief and picked my crumpled clothes up off the floor and walked out, where I found my mom sitting on my bed. "Go away," I said as I walked to my closet "No honey, I need to know what happened,". I stepped into the closet and shut the door "Honey, don't do that," my mom said. I got dressed in the dark and came out, my mom still there. "Isabel-" she started but I cut her off "Izzy," I corrected her. "Fine, Izzy. What happened?" I sat down on the bed "I told you, I fell, hit the concrete, bam, right on my nose,". My mom shook her head "No...no, when you came in you were crying like someone had done something to you," I groaned "I was in pain!" my mom's eyes filled with tears "Did...did...did Will...did he...did he...rape you?" I jumped up from the bed, shocked and angry "Yeah, yeah mom, my best friend raped and beat me! That's totally what happened!". My mom stood up too "Honey don't joke about this, I need to know!". I waved my hand and rolled my eyes "Idiot," I said and I walked out. I went back downstairs, I didn't see my dad so I grabbed my jacket and ran out the door. It was getting darker as I walked, to nowhere in particular. I didn't know if my little brother had finished playing baseball, so I went to the park by our house to see if he was still there. He was....but not with his friends, he was playing with a guy who looked like an adult, I couldn't tell because it was so dark, but I knew it wasn't my dad. I frowned and walked up closer, then I finally realized...it was Axl. I sighed in relief and walked up to them "Hey Jimmy....Axl,"' I said. Axl had been smiling but when he looked at me he frowned "Izzy," he said. I noticed his face, an open cut just under his eye and a few bandaids that looked like they were covering bruises. I frowned too. It was quiet for a moment, then he opened his mouth "Uh, I'm sorry, I was just playing catch with your brother, uh, I...I gotta go, see ya later buddy," he said as he patted my brother on his head. When he walked by me his whispered "I'm sorry," and kept walking. I held back tears because I didn't want my brother to know what was going on. I forced a smile to my face and took my brother's hand "Let's go home Jimmy," he looked up at me and pointed toward retreating Axl "He's kinda weird, he always has cuts all over his face," I nodded and sighed sadly "Yeah...".
"Mom he is the coolest, sweetest, awesomest guy I've ever met!" I argued with my mom. She was making a big deal about my best friend, who happened to be a guy. We'd been friends since I was 11 despite our age differences...right now he was 20, almost 21 in a few months, and I was 16, almost 17. My mom did think he was a sweet kid for a while, until recently. He'd been getting into some trouble...but he was going through a lot of stuff, he just found out his dad wasn't his real dad at all, he needed to vent his anger. My mom found out about it and started putting restrictions on how long I could see him and when I could. That made him really mad, because he was really protective of me because he felt I was the only one he really had. "Yeah but mom, he's going through stuff! And besides, none of it's rubbed off on me!" I argued my mom sighed "He just got finished with a THREE month jail sentence!" I scoffed "So?" "Honey, I do not want you around Will anymore he's-" my mom started again, but I cut her off "His name - is Axl, not Will or William, Axl," I said angrily, Axl's name was William Bailey, but he changed it when he found out Stephen Bailey, his 'dad' wasn't his real dad. "The last time I checked, his name was still William Bailey, so I will refer to him as that and nothing else," my mom said sternly. She hated nicknames, including mine, Izzy K, even though everyone in my family called me that. "Well I don't care what you call him, I am gonna see him no matter what the hell you say!" I said, my mom gasped "Isabel Diana Kikx! Do NOT curse at me! Otherwise I'll ground you and you REALLY won't see that Bailey boy!" I rolled my eyes "Yeah right, dad wouldn't let you do that," "Do what?" I heard my dad ask as he walked in the front door. "Mom is trying to fucking ground me just cause I said 'damn'!" I said as I walked toward him, he looked down at me when I got to him "Okay first, watch your language a bit more Izzy and second, Stephanie, don't put that scare factor of being grounded on her, let her learn from her mistakes. And besides, 'damn' isn't as bad as some other words," he said. I smiled smugly "See?" I said to my mom as I opened the front door "Dad, I'm going to see Axl, I'll be home in time for dinner," I said. My dad frowned a bit but then said "Sure, just don't let him make you do anything wrong," "Yeah, yeah, I know, it'll be fine," I said as I closed the door. I shivered, the cold late fall/early winter Indiana air going right through my jacket, luckily Axl's house was only a few blocks away. Axl's house. I hated his house, his stepdad was horrifying and his mom was always looking so beat up and drained and tired and his siblings were always being beaten. I stood in front of the house, I heard screaming from the inside, it sounded like Axl and Stephen arguing. It made me really sad, sometimes I would stay awake at night crying thinking of what he went through every day. A few minutes later Axl burst out the door, screaming and slurring his words, I suspected he was drunk. When he saw me he ran to me "Izzy, oh god, I fucked shit up, but I don't care, I don't care about Stephen or Sharon or anyone...I don't care," he slurred as he hugged me. I hugged him back "It's okay, it's okay," I whispered "No! No it's not! No one is there! No one is there when I need them! No one wants me!" he yelled angrily as he pulled away, tears rolling down his face. I reached out to grab his hand "I'm here Axl, I want you, I care!" he pulled his hand away "No!" he shrieked. He stumbled backwards and turned to face the house "Fuck you Stephen!!! Fuck. YOU!" he yelled toward it. "Axl no, don't make him mad!" I exclaimed, Axl glared at me and turned back to the house "Do you hear me Stephen?! I hate you! You're evil!" I reached for Axl's hand again "Ax-" I started, but he ripped his hand out of mine and backhand slapped me lightly, but it still stung. I was shocked and taken aback, he'd never hit me or been violent to me. Sometimes he got frustrated with me, but he never did anything like this. I started crying too "Axl, it's okay, I'm here, don't listen to Stephen! Every word out of his mouth is crap!" I begged "Don't say his name!" Axl snarled and pushed me to the ground. "Hey what the hell's going on here?!" I heard someone yell, I looked up and saw a guy standing there "Nothing! Go away!" Axl said "Were you beating on her?" the guy asked. I saw Axl's face soften for a second, then he looked down at me, looking confused. Then anger filled his eyes again "No man, so leave us the fuck alone!" he yelled as he swung at the guy, I was still laying on the ground, scared, and a few seconds later Axl came crashing down next to me. At first I thought the guy had hit Axl but when I looked up again, the guy was gone and it was my worst nightmare instead. Stephen. "What is going on here? What is wrong with you William? Attacking strangers?!" Stephen yelled, kneeling down in Axl's face. I pushed myself up "It's fine Mr. Bailey! It's my fault, Ax... I mean, William, he was just protecting me!" I explained nervously. Stephen stood up and looked at me with disgust and pointed a finger at me "You...you devil girl! You probably influenced him to do these evil things! With your whore clothes and devil advertising!" he said as he touched my chest to point at my Black Sabbath shirt "HOW DARE YOU?!" Axl yelled as he jumped on Stephen's back. Stephen peeled him off and slapped him "No!" I yelled, this time I threw myself in between them, but Stephen hit me in the face with his elbow, and I fell over, pain all over, my nose starting to bleed. I jumped up again just as Stephen punched Axl "Run!" Axl yelled. I ran as fast as I could, sobbing because I didn't wanna leave Axl and because I was so hurt. The two blocks seemed to be two miles, when I got home I burst through the door and just my luck, my parents were right there, in the living room, where the front door leads right into. My mom jumped up in horror when she saw me "Oh god!! Oh god, oh god!! Who did this to you?! Was it Will? I told you to stay away from him! Never see him again!" she started screaming and crying as she hugged me and tried to brush the blood off my face. "Oh god, Isabel, what happened," my dad said worriedly as he walks over to me. "Nothing! I'm fine! I...I fell, I'm fine," I said as I pushed my mom away and ran upstairs to my room. "Izzy!" my little brother exclaimed, I stopped in my tracks and held my hand over my nose "Oh...oh...Jimmy, hey...I'm really burnt out, I need to take a shower," I said as I tried to hide the blood "Oh okay, I'm going to play baseball!" he squealed as he ran past me. I sighed, my little brother was only five, and the last thing I needed was HIM to be traumatized by my state. I ran into my room and into the bathroom and locked the door, peeled my clothes off and jumped in the shower. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door "Isabel? Honey? Are you okay? What...what happened?" I heard my mom sob from the other side. I rolled my eyes and didn't answer "Do you need to go to the hospital? Please, please, answer me honey," she said, sounding desperate "I'm fine!" I yelled. She didn't say anything after that. I really didn't wanna talk to her or anyone else about it, it wouldn't help Axl's reputation with my friends and family. It was an accident, Axl didn't really mean to hurt me, I saw it in his eyes when he looked down at me, the pain. His anger just got the best of him. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off. I inspected my face in the mirror, my nose had stopped bleeding and it didn't look broken. I sighed in relief and picked my crumpled clothes up off the floor and walked out, where I found my mom sitting on my bed. "Go away," I said as I walked to my closet "No honey, I need to know what happened,". I stepped into the closet and shut the door "Honey, don't do that," my mom said. I got dressed in the dark and came out, my mom still there. "Isabel-" she started but I cut her off "Izzy," I corrected her. "Fine, Izzy. What happened?" I sat down on the bed "I told you, I fell, hit the concrete, bam, right on my nose,". My mom shook her head "No...no, when you came in you were crying like someone had done something to you," I groaned "I was in pain!" my mom's eyes filled with tears "Did...did...did Will...did he...did he...rape you?" I jumped up from the bed, shocked and angry "Yeah, yeah mom, my best friend raped and beat me! That's totally what happened!". My mom stood up too "Honey don't joke about this, I need to know!". I waved my hand and rolled my eyes "Idiot," I said and I walked out. I went back downstairs, I didn't see my dad so I grabbed my jacket and ran out the door. It was getting darker as I walked, to nowhere in particular. I didn't know if my little brother had finished playing baseball, so I went to the park by our house to see if he was still there. He was....but not with his friends, he was playing with a guy who looked like an adult, I couldn't tell because it was so dark, but I knew it wasn't my dad. I frowned and walked up closer, then I finally realized...it was Axl. I sighed in relief and walked up to them "Hey Jimmy....Axl,"' I said. Axl had been smiling but when he looked at me he frowned "Izzy," he said. I noticed his face, an open cut just under his eye and a few bandaids that looked like they were covering bruises. I frowned too. It was quiet for a moment, then he opened his mouth "Uh, I'm sorry, I was just playing catch with your brother, uh, I...I gotta go, see ya later buddy," he said as he patted my brother on his head. When he walked by me his whispered "I'm sorry," and kept walking. I held back tears because I didn't want my brother to know what was going on. I forced a smile to my face and took my brother's hand "Let's go home Jimmy," he looked up at me and pointed toward retreating Axl "He's kinda weird, he always has cuts all over his face," I nodded and sighed sadly "Yeah...".
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