Tw: mentions of rape
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"Oh my god!"

"Allison oh my fuck!"

I groaned a bit, shifting onto my side. Where am I? I opened my eyes slowly, a small yawn escaping between my chapped lips.

I could feel my makeup smudged around my face, meaning I probably looked like hell. My head was pounding profusely, my hand automatically clutching my stomach that also hurt as well.

I was laying down on concrete , the sky still dark and cloudy. What the fuck happened?
"Al are you okay?"

The voice sounded familiar, but I didn't care enough to turn around and look. I just gave them a thumbs up as I gripped onto the brick wall beside me, attempting to gain my balance.

That failed though when my bottom hit the ground once more, causing me to let out a soft groan . "Shit, let me help you!"

I immediately felt two large hands cup my sides, lifting me up like I weighed nothing. The smell of alcohol and cologne filled my nose, causing me to lean into the person.

Duff.

He held me tightly, looking down at me worriedly. I hadn't even realized I was crying till I felt warm tears trail down my cheeks.

Last night...Nikki. I got too drunk and stumbled outside, my thoughts flooded with Axl. I must have gotten too tired to walk home and accidentally fell asleep here...

Duffs thumb swept across the bottom of my eye, a frown on his lips. "Duff..I could have died.." I croaked, burying my face in his chest as I finally let my sobs free.

He only pulled me closer, resting his chin on my head. "I know Allison, I know." He mumbled, keeping quiet as he let me break down.

"I'm so fucking stupid! Why would I ever-" I cut myself off, sighing loudly. I could have lost my life, been robbed, or even raped. But no, I just slept until I was found by one of my old best friends!

How embarrassing...

"Shh Allison...we need to get you checked out."

I shook my head, pulling back as I fiddled with my skirt. The last thing I needed was for the doctor to call my emergency contact, Clair.

She already wants nothing to do with me, wait till she finds out I have a drinking problem..
"No offense, but you look terrible....you need medical help." Duff continued , placing his grasp on my shoulder as if he was telling me that I didn't have a choice.

"Duff really, I'm fine!"
Though my words weren't convincing, i gave him a tight lipped smile in hopes that he'd just drop it.

He didn't.

"I'm not fucking arguing with you Allison, come on."
He pulled me along with him to Stevens car (which he took without permission), grumbling under his breath about how stupid I was.

Thanks, as if I didn't already know that.

He helped me into the passengers seat, buckling me up before hopping into the drivers side. He turned up the radio a bit, letting the hum of the soft music break the uncomfortable silence.

"Do you hate me?" I asked quietly, glancing over at him through my eyelashes. He didn't reply, drumming his fingers against the steering wheel.

"How could I hate you?"
I sunk back into my seat, picking at my fingernails. "I want you to know that I didn't mean to hurt Axl.."

I waited for a response, but one never came. "This was a bad idea Duff, let me out."
"No." He responded gruffly, shaking his head as he kept his eyes on the road.

"Yes duff, let me out." I repeated, my fingers pulling on the door handle softly, a sign that I wanted free. "I said no Allison." Duff said again, now more annoyed.

I bit my lip, rolling my eyes as I scooted as far away from him as I possibly could. I know I'm being dramatic and that he's only trying to help but, what if I don't want help?

What if I just want to drink all my problems away and forget about Axl? What if that's what I truly wanted?
"Explain to me what happened that night Allison. What did you do to Axl?"

"What did I do?" I scoffed, balling up my fists as i struggled to keep my temper under control . "You should be asking what he did to me. Ever think of it like that?"

Duff opened his mouth like he was about to speak, but nothing came out, so I kept on talking. "I'll admit it, I fooled around with Nikki when Axl and I first broke up. He was with another girl, so I went with someone else to sooth the pain.."

I looked over at Duff, my heart breaking in half as I relieved the memories I tried so hard to bury. "But, when Axl and I wanted to fix things, I left Sixx alone. I love Axl, I'll never stop loving him. Nikki tried to call, but I never answered and well...one day I was at work."

"He called me, Axl answered because he was at my apartment. Nikki lied, he said that I'd been sneaking around with him for months...Axl left and said some horrible things to me."

"Duff he didn't even let me give him an explanation, and now Clair hates me too."
I turned my head, glancing out the window as the sun started to rise.

"My life is fucked..so incredibly fucked."
Duffs hand came down on top of mine, rubbing softly with his pointer finger.

"I-I had no idea Al. I'm so fucking sorry." He spoke, his usually loud tone now soft. "He-he twisted what happend, he said you'd been cheating on him the whole time.."

My eyes widened as I felt my stomach churn nauseously. I didn't know whether it was from the heavy drinking I did last night or the information that Duff had just dropped on me...

"T-that's not true...I-i can't believe he'd lie like this.."

"I'm so fucking sorry Allison, I promise you'll get to tell the band the truth, alright?" Duff said, his hand gently rubbing against my knee. I looked over at him gratefully, nodding my head.

God, how did I get so lucky to have friends like him?

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Ahhh okay sorry this is basically just a filler chapter!
The next will be way more interesting, with a lot of Axl as well ;)

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