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Ravaged Rose
Sometimes the right people bring out the good in us. And sometimes the wrong people can bring out the very worst in us...
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A/N: This is an AR (Alternate Reality) type of fanfiction. I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! There's plenty of intense/exciting moments in this fanfic, and if I get good reviews and rates then I'll upload more! :] And with that... Let the good times roll! ;]
Prologue
“I swear to fuck, I’ll pull this fucking trigger if you come any closer!”
It was always a challenge to keep Axl Rose under control, especially in his fits of rage.
“I’m not fucking kidding this time, Elisabeth.”
It was time consuming, but somebody had to do it...
“Axl, please put the gun down...”
But this... this was more than just a ‘fuck you’ or an ‘I’m leaving’. Oh no, no, no, this was FAR from it.
“Why? So I can live in this pathetic life?! So I can live with all this shit inside of me and never be able to get it out?!”
This time, it was enough. This time, he was calling it quits. This time, he had the glistening silver revolver pointed directly to his temple, with no intentions of looking back or thinking of the consequences. He was always a tough case to crack, but this time it was serious... Was he truly as insane as the tabloids said? Or did life deal him the losing cards all along? Nobody really knew...except me...
...And it all started a few months back...
Prologue
“I swear to fuck, I’ll pull this fucking trigger if you come any closer!”
It was always a challenge to keep Axl Rose under control, especially in his fits of rage.
“I’m not fucking kidding this time, Elisabeth.”
It was time consuming, but somebody had to do it...
“Axl, please put the gun down...”
But this... this was more than just a ‘fuck you’ or an ‘I’m leaving’. Oh no, no, no, this was FAR from it.
“Why? So I can live in this pathetic life?! So I can live with all this shit inside of me and never be able to get it out?!”
This time, it was enough. This time, he was calling it quits. This time, he had the glistening silver revolver pointed directly to his temple, with no intentions of looking back or thinking of the consequences. He was always a tough case to crack, but this time it was serious... Was he truly as insane as the tabloids said? Or did life deal him the losing cards all along? Nobody really knew...except me...
...And it all started a few months back...
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