at you and aggressively down shots. He's really drunk right now-" she said and I cut her off. "I'll take him home." I said and she looked down. "I don't think that's the best idea, I actually think you'll regret talking to him right now." "I can deal with his mood swings, I'll-" I said but Kassidy shook her head. "Juliette, don't." she said and I sighed.

~

We sat on the booth and returned to our seats.

Although, surprisingly enough, everyone was sitting there, without Izzy's arm around my shoulder the booth felt empty.

He was smoking and glancing at me once or twice but I could clearly see that he was trying to to ignore my existence completely.

That made me feel incredibly guilty and watching him down shots aggressively made me grow worried.

He was angry, trying to get himself drunk to delete the images of me leaving with Harrison from his mind.

"Izzy, slow down please." I said and he immediately turned his head and shot me a death glare before downing another shot.

I just sighed. Kassidy was right. He was mad at me but I couldn't just stop caring about him and let him drink more.

"Izzy,-" I started but he cut me off by saying "Go suck Harrison's dick or something and leave me alone you whore.", his words spitting like venom, words he'd regret saying very soon. I frowned at that.

He got up.

Almost fell but he did it!!

He exited the club and I sighed. I looked over at Kassidy who was shaking her head 'no'.

Of course she doesn't want me to go after him, all we'll do is fight but I have to know if he's okay.

I shot her a quick smile and got up. She face palmed herself.

~

"Jeffrey, what happened?" I tilted my head to the side as I intently stared at him. "Oh, look who decided to finally care, only after a busy evening of whoring around!" he said with a fake smile.

I furrowed my eyebrows and frowned. Hearing those words come from Izzy's mouth hurt. I knew he didn't mean it. I knew he was blinded by anger and jealousy but they still hurt.

"You know what? I'm not in the mood for this." I turned around and started walking back towards the club. "Ah, there she is... Going for a second round, are we?" Izzy mocked but I tried my best to ignore him.

He's just pushing your buttons, all he wants is your attention.

"Always knew you were a slut." he mumbled and with that he threw me over the edge. He might have been blinded by anger, he was just trying to get under my skin but I no longer cared. Because I could be blinded by anger too.

I turned back around and stromed over at Izzy. I didn't know what took over me, I didn't realise how serious my actions were until my palm connected to his cheek.

I slapped him and I didn't even realise.

I could leave, I had the satisfaction of slapping him so why bother doing anything else?

I didn't tho.

I needed to tell him everything that was on my mind right then and there.

It was one of the many effects that Izzy had on me. I could rarely ignore the things he said. I felt the need to explain myself to him, justify my actions and prove him wrong, even if he was right.

Although he obviously wasn't.

"Slut, huh?" I asked and he smirked. "Did I stutter?" he said with a huge grin on his face.

He got exactly what he wanted.

"So, I'm a slut because I slept with another man?" I asked. I wanted to give him a chance to take it back before it was too late. But he wanted to push it to that level. "You said it, not me."

So be it, Stradlin'.

"You must know a lot about sluts... Given you are one yourself." I said and he raised his eyebrow at me. "It's called rock 'n' roll, darlin'." he simply replied but I could see he was starting to get annoyed.

"Sleeping with a different girl every night, the so called "sluts". Man, you're a little whore. " I smirked and he rolled his eyes.

"It's too bad you're so hot and have such a dirty mouth." he said and I chuckled. "Oh, no! Did I hurt your ego?" I pouted my bottom lip in a mocking manner.

"Sluts don't phase me, doll." he pulled out his pack of cigarettes and selected the best looking cig before putting it in his mouth.

Good sign. He's tense.

"You always make up so much shit to make me feel guilty. Always shaming me for having fun like it's a bad thing and I care. Stupid me... Who gives a damn about what a slut has to say, am I right?" I said and he came closer to me, overtowering me.

I could tell he wanted to say so many things but nothing came out. "Oh, look at that cute little fragile masculinity." I said and he took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.

I'd be too scared to do this to any other man but not with Izzy. Because I knew for a fact that no matter how drunk or high he was, he'd never hurt me.

Even when he was angry, I felt safe with him.

"You sleep with a different girl each night and often in front of me, trying to make me jealous. And I'd be damned if I didn't admit that it hurts. However, I know my place in your life and it doesn't give me the right to tell you what to do." I paused and sighed, letting my anger slip out with the small shaky breath that escaped my mouth.

"I know you're bitter. God knows why but I know you are. Your jealousy is so uncontrollable that you shame me for doing something you're a master at doing yourself. Talk about hypocrisy. " I finished my little speech and took a good look at him.

He looked way beyond annoyed. He was upset, disturbed even, and he didn't know how to actually reply to that.

I couldn't blame him, I wouldn't be able to reply as well.

His eyes then widened and he threw up everything that was on his stomach.

Damn, do I look that bad??

"Goddammit Izzy, I told you, you drank too much." I said and quickly ran over by his side to hold his hair back as he vomited in the bushes.

Then, Duff came to check up on us.

"Fuck, man. Let's get you home." Duff said and Izzy just nodded. "I don't care if you're mad at him or not, you're coming with." he sternly said and I nodded. "Of course I'm coming, someone has to take care of him and make sure he's safe." I said as I wiped his face with a wet wipe to clean it up.

Duff took care of getting Izzy in his car and I followed close behind.

After Izzy was in, I sat next to him and handed him a bag in case he needed to throw up again.

I softly played with his hair, a move that I knew helped him relax.

Oh, Izzy, if only you knew how worried you make me grow whenever you do this...

"Honey, how's your stomach?" I softly said and he tiredly looked at me. "I want to throw up again..." he frowned. "Do you want me to hold the bag for you??" I asked and he shook his head. "No, I'm fine." he stubbornly said.

"This is not fair." Izzy broke the silence and we both looked at him in confusion, Duff through the rear-view mirror.

"What is?" I asked what we were both thinking. "You can't be a slut and the prettiest girl I've ever seen." he said and I rolled my eyes.

Even in this state he's an asshole!

Duff chuckled and I shot him a death glare. "You think this is funny, huh?" I asked and he nodded. "Yeah, actually." he said in amusement.

"Why not? Being a slut isn't a bad thing." I simply said, losing my temper. "It is when you are! No other men should be allowed to touch your beautiful body, they don't deserve it, you are making it look like it's something for everyone to enjoy!" he drunkenly explained.

How can he compliment me and slut-shame me at the same fucking time??? How??

"Well, growing up I was taught that sharing is caring." I simply said and Izzy madly looked at me. "They're not good enough for you. And they don't realise it. By sleeping with then you're making them feel like they own the world because they could bang a hot chick." he rambled on.

"Oh, I get it. I'm letting it get to their head and boost their ego, making them egocentric assholes!! Kind of like you!" I said and he nodded. "Exactly like me! I'm so glad you get it." he said and I shook my head. "This is really good." Duff said and I chuckled. "Wait,-" Izzy said, only after realising he roasted himself. "I deserve the right to touch you, I care about you." he said and I rolled my eyes. "Izzy, if I slept with every person that cares about me, my body count would probably be the same." I said and he shook his head. "Not like that. The way Duff cares and they way I care about you is very different." he stubbornly replied.

"We're here." Duff said and Izzy smiled, trying to take his belt off but struggling.

With each of his arm around our shoulders, Duff and I helped Izzy safely get to his apartment.

Once Izzy was in, I stopped Duff from entering. "Go back to the club and have fun. Make sure everyone else gets home safely and tell Kassidy I'm staying over. I got him." I said. "Leave and miss the show??" Duff teased and I rolled my eyes, trying to fight back my smile but failing at doing so.

"Yeah, I know, Izzy calling me a slut and every way he can think of is very amusing but get lost." I joked even tho it kind of hurt.

"He doesn't mean it y'know." Duff said with a sympathetic smile. "He does mean it. He just doesn't mean it in a hurtful way. He wouldn't hurt me, right?" I asked.

We both know what I really mean...

"Hurt you? You should hear the way he talks about you when you're not around. Fucker's afraid to live one moment without your attention on him because, in his words,"they're gonna steal you away from him."." Duff said and I shyly smiled.

Izzy then came to the door, looking mad. "Are you done?" he rolled his eyes and Duff and I smiled. "Yes, honey, we're done." I said and Izzy said "Good.", with the same annoyed face as before. He grabbed my hand and dragged me inside. "Night, Duff!" he quickly fake smiled and closed the door on his face. "Izzy, that's rude!" "What's actually rude is leaving me waiting while you two talk. I'm fucking tired, come on, let's go to sleep, baby." he said and I shook my head.

"You're a fucking asshole, you know that?" I stopped him and he smiled. "I'll sleep here and take care of you when we wake up, but I'll still be mad at you! Get it?" I said and Izzy nodded. "I'd like to see you try, you love me too much!" he said and I rolled my eyes.

He's right.

"What's up with your sudden mood change?" I said and he shyly looked down. "I'm happy now that all your attention is on me." he smiled and I rolled my eyes again. But I smiled.

Fucking dork.

"Let's get you to bed, we have a trip tomorrow..." I said as I shook my head in defeat.

My fucking dork.

~

A/N:

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