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Conflicted Chapter 26🎀:

Maddy P.O.V:

Izzy led me to a dark corner of the corridor, where he pulled me against the wall and began kissing me. We made out for a bit before he pulled away and explained the issue to me in between kisses, assuring me that Pamela meant nothing to him and that I meant everything to him.

I let it go, persuading myself that I was overthinking, seeing them together in the hallway earlier, and allowed him to sweet talk his way into a quick fuck before we returned to where the boys were.

Axl had gone outside for a smoke break while everyone else was relaxing in the dressing room, with a couple of groupies hanging around, primarily Slash.

Izzy went to sit on the couch in the corner, where no one else was and played his guitar lightly, while I sat next to Duff.

“How was the show?” he asked with a big grin.

“Great. I really enjoyed seeing you live.” I gleamed, even if I let my anger cloud some parts of the show.

“Hopefully you’ll be able to see us again soon.”

“What do you mean?… I-I thought maybe I could go back with you to L.A.?” I pestered, scooting closer to tug onto his arm.

“I don’t know…, I don’t feel comfortable after everything that’s happened.” he spoke, sneaking a glance at Izzy who was knocked out, with his sunglasses miraculously still on.

“I promise I’ll be good.” I squeaked, jumping up and down, hoping to convince him that I should come back to stay with him.

He sighed and looked around for someone to support his decision, but Slash was too fucked, and instead, laughing his ass off with the random groupie he allowed to entertain him for the night.

And Steven was clearly not the best pick for an important choice.

“Where’s Axl when you need him.” he huffed, leaning back onto the couch.

“I’m right here.” Axl’s voice boomed, strutting in confidently.

“I was being sarcastic…”

“Well? I heard my name, so I have a right for you to tell me now.” the redhead demanded towering in front of my brother with his arms crossed.

“Do you think Maddy should come back with us to L.A.?”

“Nope. I don’t think she is capable enough to control herself around Izzy.” he snorted.

“What do you mean?” I spat.

“I passed by catering to look for my white jacket because some jackass on our set had misplaced it after the show, and when I found it, I was heading back when I heard Izzy fucking Maddy behind that long hallway where there's a small corner," he spilled, acting as if it wasn't a big deal, whereas Duff had already started fuming as soon as he heard the word fuck.

“Maddy is this true?” he asked through flared nostrils.

“What is your deal!” I shouted at Axl, completely ignoring my brother, too stunned to comprehend.

Izzy woke up after hearing me yell at Axl and rushed towards the scene, slightly irritated because he had been startled out of his sleep.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asked, putting his arm around my waist to pull me from Axl.

“You.” Duff sneered, getting up from the couch and pushing on the lanky bassist's hollow chest, causing him to stagger back, loosing grip on my waist.

“What do I do. He’s the one who’s always causing shit.” Izzy retorted, pushing Duff back, referring to Axl, who stood there with a smug expression on his face as the scene unfolded in front of him.

“You're fucking my sister backstage and making her into some cheap groupie whore. What if someone saw?"

“No one saw us.”

“That doesn’t matter Iz. You’re being a bad influence on her and it’s showing.” my older brother argued, poking a finger into him.

“She’s not a fucking mute y’know. I’m sure she can speak for herself. Maybe ask her instead of bothering me.” he shouted, throwing his arms up in the air.

“Nope. That’s the end of it. You’re not coming back with me and you are breaking up with Izzy right now!” my brother commanded.

“You can’t do this..”

“Break up with him now or else he’s out of the band!” he concluded, making me go silent.

I shifted my gaze between my enraged brother and Izzy, who gave me a sympathetic look that made me roll my eyes.

Of course, he would choose the band over me.

I was just a naive little girl to believe that he would drop everything for me if given the chance.

“Okay..I agree.” I sighed shakily, tugging on my lower lip as my nostrils flared and tears welled up.

“It’s for your own good.” was all my brother said before storming out.

Izzy only stared at me in silence; he didn't have much to say, so I walked out of the room, unable to deal with the awkward quietness.

“Hey, wait up!”

“What do you want asshole?” I growled, ready to start fighting the man in front of me.

“Relax, I’m just looking out for you.” he smirked, catching a lock of my hair and tucking it behind my ear.

I swatted his hand away making him laugh before he put both hands on his hips and stared at me.

“What!”

“I guess I’ll just miss seeing your beautiful face around.” he playfully sighed.

“Are you a narcissist asshole or something? What is wrong with you.” I yelled making him roll his eyes.

“Sweetie. Your dear Izzy won’t even remember you after a few months. I’m only doing you a favor.”

“Who are you to tell me that?”

“I’ve known him the longest. That’s why you should trust me.” he urged.

“You’re just trying to get in my pants…..nice try.” I scoffed, as I walked away, he grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall, just like Izzy had, earlier.

“I’m serious. I care about you.” he whispered, gazing at me with those soft green eyes of his that often changed colors depending on his mood.

“Get….off.” I muttered through gritted teeth, pushing him off me, making him pissed off again.

“Izzy isn’t the guy for you….he‘ll forget about you and he won’t look back.” he yelled.

I dashed outside the arena, looking for a pay phone so I could contact my mother to come pick me up because I was not in the mood to talk to Duff.

It felt like it was freezing outdoors, but I was too stubborn to go inside and let anyone see or speak with me. And It didn't matter anymore whether my mother caught me wearing this outfit that I had sneaked out in because it no longer meant anything to me.

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(ik this chapter was short but anyways,, this was mainly supposed to be an izzy fic but,, im very much considering axl to be the main character ,,, thoughts? 🫣🫣🫶🏼🫶🏼🎀)

Conflicted : Pt. 7🎀

Maddy P.O.V

Axl joined us a while later. It was peaceful but then Axl mentioned something about rehearsal and Izzy started arguing with him about it.

And instead of helping, Duff turned up the radio even more to drown them out leaving me stuck in the middle.

"Guys stop please!" I pleaded pushing them away from both sides.

“Sorry, Maddy. But my friend Izzy here has an issue with my singing, and I need to figure out why." Axl argued.

“That's because everytime something doesn't go your way you disappear and our fucking song goes unfinished!" Izzy yelled.

“Izzy stop.” I begged, pleading with eyes.

“Whatever.” he scoffed turning the other way to face his window.

Axl gave me a strange look, glancing at both of us before shrugging it off.

“Axl how are you and Erin?" I asked, not sure how else to start a conversation.

"She’s fine. Why do you care?"

“I was just asking." I said, rolling my eyes.

“So did you enjoy my L.A tour, or would you like another private one?" he grinned, scooting closer towards me.

I noticed Izzy shift in his seat when he heard Axl, so I played into it.

I laughed and twirled my hair with my finger before responding.

“Yes I would like that."

“Are you gonna wear that sexy outfit of yours that you wore last time?” he smirked.

“Okay that’s enough Axl. Leave the poor girl alone.” Izzy spoke.

“What’s wrong with you? You’re just jealous because you want her.” he retorted making Izzy scrunch his brows.

“I don’t!”

“Save it Izzy. I can tell the way you look at her you have the hots for your best friend’s little sissy.” Axl mocked.

“What are you gonna do about it?” Izzy asked putting an arm around me.

“Fuck off. She doesn’t want you.” Axl barked pulling me into his arms.

“She doesn’t want you either!” Izzy spat yanking me back towards him.

“STOP.” I yelled causing Duff to slam the brakes.

“What’s going on!” Duff yelled turning around to face Izzy, Axl and I.

“Nothing.” we all said in unison.

“Okay well not that any of you were paying attention but we’re here.”

We all climbed out of the car wanting nothing more than some fresh air.

Axl and Duff went running towards the beach but Izzy pulled me back behind a shed and shoved his lips on mine hungrily.

“Stay away from Axl.” he whispered pulling off my lips.

“You’re not my boyfriend.” I huffed crossing my arms.

“It doesn’t matter. Your mine.”

Duff P.O.V

I wasn’t a dumbass as everyone around me thought.

I saw the way Izzy looked at Maddy and I intended on letting him know to back off.

If there was one thing I was keen on, it was keeping family away from any of the guys.

Including Izzy.

He wasn’t exactly boyfriend material. And I saw the way he treated women like they didn’t mean anything to him.

I’m not saying I’m any better but I know I’m better than Izzy regarding women.

He didn’t even flinch when Angela was being shared between the guys.

It was a normal occurrence to him and I wasn’t gonna let him turn Maddy into a slut.

“Hey man you coming or what?” Izzy asked coming up behind me.

“Yeah. Hey Iz can I ask you a question?”

“Sure what’s up.”

“Are you seeing Maddy behind me back?” I asked scanning his face for any reaction.

“Maddy? Come on Duff she’s like a little kid.” he joked.

I saw Maddy listening to us out of the corner of my eye and once Izzy turned around she stomped off looking pretty upset.

What was that about?…

“Okay. I’m just making sure bro.” I told him giving a pat on the shoulder before joining Axl in the water.

Maddy P.O.V

I trudged around the water looking out to the waves when I saw Duff talking to Izzy with his arms crossed and brows furrowed.

“Are you seeing Maddy behind my back?” Duff asked giving Izzy a stern look.

But instead of admitting to it, Izzy gave a big laugh and shrugged it off calling me a little kid.

What the hell does that mean?

I stomped off annoyed by the attitude I was receiving from his and went to sit on the bench which was located on the other side of the beach.

This day sucked and I just wanted to go home and forget about all of this mess.

Clearly Izzy didn’t care enough to tell Duff about our relationship and I didn’t want to lie to my brother about it either.

So I decided I was going to call it quits with Iz.

I felt like that was the right thing to do.

“Maddy.”

“What do you want Izzy.” I sighed in defeat.

I quickly wiped the leftover tears off my face and scooted over allowing him to have a seat.

“I know you heard the conversation with Duff.”

“It’s fine. You did what you had to for your friendship.”

“I know but it was fucked that you had to hear that and so I’m sorry.”

“What exactly do you want me to say though?” I spat back.

“I just heard the guy I’m in love with talking in such a demeaning way about me.”

“You love me?” he softly asked pushing my hair out of the way so he could see my face.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Just tell me you love me. Even if you don’t mean it please.” I begged letting a tear fall down my cheek.

“Fuck Maddy.” he shouted.

“You don’t even know what love is. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” he urged.

“This is humiliating. I have to leave.” I bawled getting as far away from him as far as I could.

“Wait.” he yelled but I kept running until I bumped into Axl.

“What’s wrong?” he asked pulling me into a hug.

“I-Izzy. Doesn’t love m-me.” I sobbed crying into his bare chest with my salty tears.

“He’s no good for you. I’ve known him ever since we were little. He’s never gonna change.”

“Maddy. What happened!” Duff called out grabbing my face between his hands.

“Nothing. C-can we go home?”

“Of course. Let’s go right now.”

Conflicted Chapter 25🎀:

Maddy P.O.V:

The day had become increasingly cold, and the weather had been dreary and pouring all morning, casting a heavy fog over the Emerald City and dampening the mood for today's Guns N' Roses concert.

The band had already sold out Lumen Stadium and were determined to perform rain or shine, not wanting to disappoint their anticipating fans.

I didn't see them much throughout the day because they were at rehearsal early in the morning to make sure things went smoothly for their concert later. Izzy left me a letter saying he was going to be late arriving home, so I didn't bother calling him because I knew he wouldn't answer since he was preoccupied.

I was left upstairs in the meantime, looking through my closet for something perfect to wear to the event. I came upon something I wouldn't often wear: a tight black leather skirt and a black crop top paired with knee high boots.

I made my way to the mirror, double-checking my appearance to ensure that I would stand out from the crowd and that Izzy saw me differently, rather than as an immature youngster. Because the women he constantly dated were double his age.

“I’m home!” my mom called from downstairs, prompting me to rush down.

“How would this look at the concert?” I shakily asked, showing off the rock girlfriend outfit I had put together.

“Maddy, you know how I feel about clothes like that.” my mom grimaced, disapproving the tiny black skirt and top that didn’t look appropriate for my age.

“Please! Everyone wears this to rock concerts.”

“I am not letting you go to a rock concert dressed like a hooker sweetie. Find something else.” my mom insisted.

“Okay fine.” I sighed, trudging myself back upstairs.

If she didn't let me wear it, I'd sneak it out of the house. I could disguise my shirt by wearing one of Duff's t-shirts over it and a long skirt.

My mother would have no clue.

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“Madalaine! Come down or else the boys are going to be late!” my mom yelled, forcing me to quickly spray some perfume and slap on my black choker necklace.

I rushed down the steps covered in Duff’s AC/DC graphic tee and my large pencil skirt my mother had bought for me, my first day of high-school which I never wore till today.

“Why are you dressed like a school teacher?” Axl snickered, at my choice of clothing.

“Leave her alone. She can wear whatever she wants, whether it be an old lady costume.” my brother replied, pausing afterwards and wondering why it came out so terrible yet sounded nice in his head, as he wrapped his arm around me.

Axl, Slash, and Steven burst out laughing, even Izzy, which made me feel sad embarrassed about my choice of apparel, making me contemplate if I should have worn a different outfit to cover my clothes below.

“Okay let’s go now.” Axl said, looking down at his radiant gold watch.

“Good luck boys! And don’t drive fast.” my mom warned, as we all piled out the door one by one.

“Don’t worry Mrs.Mckagan. We’ll be safe.” Steven chirped giving her a toothy grin.

We all crammed into Duff's car, and since there wasn't enough place for me in the the backseat, I had to sit on Izzy's lap in this hideous skirt.

I was starting to cringe while wearing the outfit and wanted to take it off, especially since I was sitting on his lap. I didn’t want him to think I was some loser dressed up like this for a rock concert.

So I quickly shoved the pencil skirt down my silky smooth legs, which had been moisturized and shaved because I intended to wear such a short skirt. And took off Duff's tee, leaving me in the clothes I had intended to wear to the show if not for my mother.

I heard Steven gasp, instantly, next to me, like a little child who had just seen his elder sister doing the worst conceivable thing.

“You look hot, Maddy.” Slash smirked, eyeing my short choice of clothing for the night.

I adjusted my top slightly so that my cleavage was not too apparent; I didn't want to seem trashy, but I did want to feel sexier.

“Whoa baby. When was this?” Izzy whispered from behind me, putting his hands on my visibly exposed waist.

I turned my head to face him, whispering in his ear that I wanted to look sexy for him, and returned his gaze with pouty lips and wide eyes. He looked at me with lustful eyes and grasped my waist more tightly, forcing me all the way back on his lap until my back was lying flat against his chest.

“I would’ve taken you right here if I didn’t have any respect for your brother.” he growled in my ear, yanking on my hair lightly.

My eyes fluttered as I heard his obscene remarks in my ear, and I was about to let out a small whimper but Axl had interrupted.

“What is going on back the-…..whoa.” Axl gulped, looking me up and down.

“Hey, stop looking a-…….Maddy what are you wearing!” Duff yelped, attempting to cover his eyes at his baby sister wearing a black mini-skirt and a crop top with skin prominent.

“It’s fine. I think she looks hot.” Axl grinned looking back towards me, and Izzy, who was scowling at him.

“Ewww. Stop it everyone! Stop staring at my sister please, for christ sake.”

“We can’t help that she’s sexy, man.” Slash shrugged.

Steven exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention to the large stadium that awaited them, as well as a few fans who had been camped outside.

Duff parked the car in the parking garage where there were no fans or workers to protect the band's privacy. They wanted to welcome their fans on the way in, but they knew their management would disagree.

“That skirt better not come up more than that.” Duff groaned looking at my mini skirt that was inching it’s way up towards my underwear.

I nodded embarrassingly, fixed my clothes in the reflection of the car window, and applied some lipgloss for Izzy.

“We have 30 minutes to set everything up and make sure our instruments are in tune.” Axl spoke, drinking some water and a cough drop to refrain his throat from straining.

“You guys go ahead, I think I forgot my cigarettes in the car.” Izzy said, patting down his pockets to see whether they were still there.

“Alright. Be quick.” Axl huffed, as the band entered in one by one through the large door with the huge banner that read, “Welcome Guns N' Roses to Seattle.”

“I’ll come with you.” I remarked, gazing between the boys who had disappeared halfway down the hallway and Izzy.

“Okay quick.” he replied, jogging to the car and opening it, rummaging among my discarded clothes and some rubbish in Duff's car, hoping to locate his pack of Marlboros.

“Where are they.” he groaned, searching through some old cassette tapes in a last minute effort.

“Why don’t we ask Slash, he always carries some.” I asked, leaning against the car, feeling the cold metal pressing against my exposed legs.

“I guess.” he sighed and closed the door, coming to stand opposite of me, gazing at my attire.

“What?” I muttered, blushing as I turned away from him, shying from his gaze.

“Just that you look great tonight. I never expected you to wear clothes like these, but now that you did, I want to see you in them all the time." he smirked and brushed my hair off my shoulders, revealing more of my top.

He traced my collarbones before letting his fingers slip the straps of my clothing down, allowing it to fall loosely like an off-the-shoulder top, and reached forward, laying a wet kiss on my neck, causing me to take a deep breath in and close my eyes at the sweet sensation of him biting at the sensitive flesh.

He spun me around effortlessly, and I placed my hands on the car and arched my back, exposing my ass through my skirt. I glanced back at him with lustful eyes, as he grasped my ass, rubbing the warm flesh, before spreading it apart to gaze my pussy, which my lacy black underwear had been engulfed by, but it was no problem for Izzy as he traced my puffy lips that spilled out, like it was a piece of art he was working on.

I heard the stadium share something about my brother's homecoming over the loudspeakers, which made me cringe and jump away from Izzy to fix myself.

“We should go..” I advised as he nodded in agreement and walked beside me, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his mouth for a quick peck before removing himself from to jog to the set where the rest of the band was.

I shook it off and noticed a large crowd of fans already gathered around the stage, looking up at the band, who were currently strumming out their instruments to determine whether or not their guitar was tuned.

Slash was grinning at some of the girls who were wearing little to no clothing, sending him flirting winks and obscene gestures, as well as flashing him parts of their, while my brother was receiving the same treatment and grinning.

Gross.

Steven was busy pounding away in his own little universe, his hair bouncing up and down with his speed, and as usual, Axl was nowhere to be found but Izzy was just quietly strumming his guitar as he looked out into the crowd, when I noticed one female in particular smiling and waving at all of them like she knew them personally.

“It’s Pam!” Steven exclaimed as he stood up from the drum set and waved her onto the stage.

“Hi!” the blonde woman chirped, wearing nothing but a small stage outfit, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Pam, good to see you.” Duff smiled and hugged her while checking her out.

Gross again!

“Izzy. How are you?” she asked softly, looking at him as if she were in love with

“I’ve been good.” he replied uninterested, looking down at his guitar that he was currently strumming.

“Y’know ever since we broke up. I’ve been doing well and I hope you are too.” she cooed, trying to grab onto his arm to which he moved out of reach.

“I just told you I’ve been good Pam. Get over it.” he huffed, retreating away from her and to the back corner of the stage where he sat down on the end of the mini platform that was on top of the stage.

“Trust me. He’s way over you.” Slash smirked, looking over at me, making her snap her head to give me a nasty glare.

“Who is she?” the blonde woman named Pamela spat.

“Izzy’s girl and Duff’s little sis.”

“What is a little girl like her doing with Izzy? Doesn’t he like his women with a little more experience.” she laughed, clapping her hands as she flipped her hair back over her shoulder.

“Obviously not or else you would’ve still had him.” I told her rolling my eyes at her ugly attitude.

“You guys could fight…or kiss and makeup whatever you prefer.” Slash grinned, while Duff grabbed him and shoved him away from his little sister, annoyed by his raunchy behavior.

“Where’s Ax?” Pamela whined.

“Who knows.” I grumbled walking to where Izzy was.

“What’s up?” he asked, looking up from his guitar to meet my big brown eyes.

“Nothing. I just met your ex.” I sighed, looking back at the blonde girl who was now glaring.

“Ignore her. She’s just stuck on our past relationship.” he insisted.

“What about Angela? Was she doing the same?” I spat, annoyed by his nonchalant demeanor, at the fact of his ex showing up for their show.

“Baby-

“I’ll be back.” I interrupted, stomping backstage where all the employees were setting up catering and the tables for the management.

I wondered where Axl had gone to hide from all of the craziness, and found him sitting quietly in the dressing room, smoking a cigarette and drinking champagne.

“I thought you’re supposed to be rehearsing.” I mumbled, slumping down onto the blue couch that was placed in their dressing room by request of Axl.

“I am. I need to be away from everyone so I can do my vocal warmups.” he muttered, blinking his eyes in annoyance at my presence.

“Okay I guess I'll leave." I huffed and trudged out the door.

He did not stop me or change his opinion, instead allowing me to leave with nowhere to clear my head, which made me more frustrated.

First, that blonde woman appeared out of nowhere and turned out to be Izzy's ex, and then Axl practically booted me out of the dressing room.

I began to cry because I felt unwanted and started to feel like an idiot in these clothes, even though I had felt so confident from before, but now I was rushing past people, hoping to find the bathroom so I wouldn't have to deal with the shame of anyone watching me cry, and sprinted towards the women's bathroom when I finally noticed it.

There was no one in the restroom, so I quickly chose the farthest stall away from the door to close and slid down the wall, letting my tears fall across my naked legs.

The door opened, and I hurriedly wiped away my tears and tried to contain my sniffles, which were escaping at a rapid pace.

“I can’t believe he’s with that little bitch.” I heard the same woman from earlier shout.

“Who even is she?” another girl spoke.

I looked through the crack in the stall and saw Pamela with another girl who looked to be the same age as hers with a big grin and short brown hair, while they were styling each other's hair with hairspray and applying mascara.

“Adrianna, I can’t believe he would leave me for that.” she groaned, reapplying a dark shade of lipstick to her already chapped lips.

“It’s okay Pam. You can always go for Duff or Slash.” she cooed, wiggling her eyebrows in an attempt to make her friend laugh.

“I don’t want them. It’s either Iz or Ax.”

“Then go for Ax. He was telling me earlier when I visited him in the dressing room, how happy he was, to know that you came.” the girl with the brown hair spoke.

That bastard.

“I guess you’re right. Let’s go.” they both nodded as they made their way out of the restroom.

I ran out of the restroom and dashed over to the arena, suddenly remembering about the show, knowing my brother would be worried about where I went.

I could hear the song "Paradise City" playing throughout the arena, the same one that had been playing on my television when I presented my mother to Izzy.

I looked for Izzy and saw him strumming his guitar along, with the song, occasionally making a gesture to the audience, which exploded.

Axl was bouncing all over the stage and doing his dance moves in between singing breaks before returning to shouting his voice out.

Duff caught me peeping out of the curtain and smiled brightly, as did Slash, so I gave them a quick wave and a thumbs up to let them know they were doing an excellent job but they already knew it.

They had the girls going crazy, flashing them, and the boys in the crowd couldn't get enough of it either.

I saw Izzy look across at me with a blank expression on his face before, acknowledging my presence, and returning his gaze back to the crowd.

I rolled my eyes and returned my attention to my brother, bouncing up and down for him whenever he had a solo moment.

They played a few more songs before calling it a night and thanking everyone who came out to see them, notably Duff, who praised the city of Seattle for their support and expressed his love for his hometown beyond all else.

They all packed backstage and went to the dressing room to shower before sitting down with towels around their necks to cool down.

Slash came over with his curls drenched in water from the shower and flicked some of it off onto me making me cringe.

“Ew stop it!” I squealed, hating the tiny droplets that landed on my bare skin.

“Ew sToP it.” Axl mocked, making me angry with him all over again.

“Leave her alone guys.” Duff shouted from across the room, currently giving a groupie an autograph on her tits.

Ew ew ew.

“So, where is your boyfriend hm?”

“Thought he would want to spend more time with you, now that your dressed hot for once.” Axl smirked coming up behind me to play with my hair and twist it around his finger.

“Don’t touch me.” I spat.

“Damn. I guess he left you for some groupie then? Or maybe Pam…?”

I turned around to face him with my eyes narrowed.

“How do you know they used to be a thing?” I wondered.

“Everyone knew. We all shared.” he grumbled, as if I were too naive to comprehend.

“Shared?”

“Yes Maddy. Shared. As in Izzy would fuck her and pass her to me and then I would share her with Slash, so forth.” he stated as if it was no big deal.

I looked at him with a shocked expression making him roll his eyes.

“Yeah I know. I’m a terrible person. I don’t need to hear that from you.” he huffed walking away.

I now felt stupid for thinking the Pamela girl was anything special, but I couldn't get over how Izzy had nearly dumped all of his girlfriends.

I did not want to end up like that. And I definitely did not want to be shared.

I exited the changing room for some fresh air and noticed Izzy at the other end of the corridor conversing with the Pamela girl.

I scrunched my face upon seeing this and immediately stomped over to where the two were at and shoved the girl so hard that she fell to the floor with a loud thud.

“What the fuck!” she screamed, hissing in pain as her back felt broken.

“Stay away from my boyfriend.” I spat, grabbing Izzy and pulling him aside to a small corner around the hallway.

“I didn’t know you had that in you.” he smirked taking a drag from his cigarette.

“Why were you talking to her?”

“I wasn’t. She corned me.” he shrugged.

“Why are you acting like it’s not a big deal that she’s talking to you. She’s your ex!” I shouted, increasingly frustrated at how nonchalant he was behaving towards the whole ordeal.

“Maddy, stop overthinking about everything that involves me and another girl.” he hissed, grabbing my arm rather tightly.

“Let go Iz. It hurts.” I whined, ripping my arm from his grasp.

“Fuck m’ sorry baby.” he apologized, kissing my arm.

“It’s just, sometimes you don’t trust me and that makes me upset.” he told me, grabbing my hands in his to tug me elsewhere.

“C’mere, let’s go somewhere more quiet.”

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Conflicted Chapter 31:

Maddy P.O.V

“I love you so much baby.” Izzy groaned as he rammed into me continuously, rocking the bed by his speed.

“I love you t-too.” I whimpered feeling my orgasm about to take over.

“Your never gonna leave me again right?”

Not even for him?” he whined almost pleading me to answer.

l was too euphoric to mutter a response as I felt Izzy sucking the sensitive parts of my neck.

Leaving them all bruised and purple.

“Say something Maddy please.” he urged not letting himself release until he heard exactly what he wanted from me.

“Yes. It’s you Izzy. It’s always been you.” I croaked looking up at him, pouting and seeing his hazel eyes that I missed so much.

He leaned in and gave me the sloppiest kiss, leaving strings of wetness as he pulled away and came inside of me making sure I took every last drop.

“Such a good girl f’me huh.” he said giving my ass a slap and plopping down beside me.

I quickly covered myself feeling sudden shame from being naked like this inside of a trailer with Izzy knowing my brother still wasn’t talking to me and here I was slutting it up with one of his best friends.

“What’s wrong?” Izzy asked as he sat up, grabbing his pants and slipping them on, letting them hang loosely around his waist as he let up a fresh cigarette.

“I feel guilty for doing this while Duff is still ignoring me.” I sighed feeling my lips pout and tears silently rolling down my cheek.

“Your grown enough to make your own decisions Maddy.”

“If Duff doesn’t approve he needs to get over it.” he replied gruffly.

“I know but he’s my brother Izzy. If he’s upset then it affects me too.” I replied angrily.

“Why are you being such a little girl over it. I didn’t get with you to handle your tantrums.”

“Why are you being so mean.” I huffed wiping my tear stained cheeks and climbing off the bed to confront him face to face.

“I’m not. I just think you’re overly sensitive and I don’t want to deal with a cry baby post fuck.” he casually responded letting out a cloud of smoke as he ran a hand through his black locks.

“You’re such a jerk.” I cried pushing him out of my way to exit the trailer.

I didn’t even know where to go since all the boys including my brother were rehearsing backstage so I just waited outside feeling helplessly guiltier by the second.

I was just another idiot who decided to sneak away with Izzy back into his bed. I didn’t even wanna leave my brother while he was practicing his drums because I planned on talking to him once and for all to figure things out.

But instead he caught a glimpse of Izzy kissing all over my neck while gripping my ass as we both snuck away to go to his trailer which I doubt my brother didn’t know of.

I heard the trailer door open and close.

Izzy came out to let me know he was going back to rehearse with the boys and asked if I wanted to join.

“I don’t feel comfortable being near you while you’re mad at me.” I retorted rolling my eyes at him like the dumb little girl I was.

I wasn’t even that much younger than him.

It was only a 6 year gap which he made seem like it was ages apart.

Twenty five and Nineteen weren’t that far apart.

Right?

“Come on. You know Duff will kill me for leaving you all alone out here.” he groaned.

“You don’t even care about me.” I said feeling utterly rejected at that point.

He came over towards me in long strides and pulled me up harshly by my arms placing of his arms on my lower back squishing me all the way into him while having the other hand on my cheek.

“What don’t you understand Maddy. I don’t act this way with any girl.”

“I don’t even have any emotions towards the girls I fuck or that try and talk to me.”

“You make me feel so many different emotions at once I don’t know how to act sometimes. I know I shout at you but I really feel something for you that I’ve never felt with any girl which drives me crazy especially when Duff says I can’t be around you.”

“I’m so in love with you. I want to fuck you and make love to you at the same time all the damn time. I want to kiss you everywhere when I see you. You’re always so fucking beautiful and sexy. And you have the sweetest personality which is the total opposite of me. You’re so fucking nice it kills me sometimes because I could never be that nice to you but that’s why I want to be around you all the time because you pull me in with your sweetness. You make me feel so good about myself, like someone genuinely cares for me.”

“God I wish I could fuck you right here against this trailer so everyone can see how much I want to make you mine.” he grunted swiping his tongue on my lips until I parted them feeling his tongue against mine.

“Izzz. Someone will see us.” I giggled against his kisses.

“That’s what makes it so fun baby.” he groaned grabbing my legs to wrap around his waist as he grinded his erection against me.

The parking lot where all the bands had parked their trailers was silent expect for small “uh, uh, uh.” whimpers that left my mouth like a chorus.

Izzy had me pinned against GNR’s trailer with my tiny skirt hiked up, rubbing my pussy up and down his clothed erection keeping my legs tightly gripped.

“Give it to me baby. Cream all over my fucking pants.” he grunted pinning me against the trailer further to help grip me as I bounced up and down feeling my pussy get slicker with the friction of his jeans.

“Izzy?”

“Is that you man?” Duff barked as he saw me looking disheveled and seeing my ass out as I bounced up and down Izzy.

“S-stop stop. Put me down Iz .” I gasped slightly out of breath due to the nature of our activities.

“I’m gonna fucking murder you.” my brother muttered watching as I fixed my clothes into place while Izzy readjusted himself in his pants rolling his eyes.

“It’s not like she didn’t want it Duff.” he said shaking him off.

“Fuck you motherfucker.” was the last thing Izzy heard as he fell to the ground.

authors note

wht did we think :)) i’m back! i’ve been rlly busy w school so apologies!

:D

Conflicted: Pt. 8🎀

i have 2 chapters for yall today i’m posting the other one later tonight ;)

Maddy P.O.V

I don’t really remember what happened after my breakdown at the beach because I had fallen asleep on the way back to the apartment.

And when I woke up I was tucked into my bed with the lights closed.

I looked around for my alarm clock to check the time and it read 11:00 pm.

I was out for that long?

I peeked around and saw some light coming from underneath my door meaning someone was awake in the kitchen.

Although I didn’t hear any noises I figured whoever it was, was probably just watching MTV.

Duff usually stayed up till 2 in the morning before calling it a night so it could most definitely be him or…..Izzy.

I stood up and ripped my door open, expecting to see my brother seated on the couch, which he was, along with Izzy.

They were both watching tv silently, as if they had had an argument , and neither was acknowledging the other.

“Finally. You're awake," Duff said, not in the least bit excited to see me.

Strange.

“Come and sit here, Maddy," he urged, patting the empty space next to him on the couch that was far away from Izzy.

"W-What's wrong?" I questioned, stealing a look at Izzy, who refused to move his gaze away from the television screen.

I could tell by his face something was wrong. That face he always made when he was angry was very visible right now.

“I’m only gonna ask you this once and you better fucking tell me the damn truth Maddy Elizabeth Mckagan.”

“Are you and Izzy fucking?”

“What! Why would you say something like that.” I squealed jumping up from my seat catching Izzy’s attention.

“We’re definitely not fucking Duff.” Izzy barked lighting up a cigarette.

“Then what’s going on! I’m not an idiot like you both may think. I can hear whispers and even the tiniest of noises from my bedroom.”

“At first I thought you would be sneaking Angela in every night when everyone would be sleeping. But then I woke up to pee one night and I peeked outside to see the action and I see Maddy on top of you!” he snapped pushing Izzy.

“I’m not sleeping with Maddy, if you want the honest truth but I did fool around with her.”

“How far did you do with her?”

“Duff please let it go-

“You have no right to be talking right now Maddy. Now let him finish.” Duff threatened making me sit back down and accept what was to come.

“We just messed around like y’know rubbing on each other and shit.” Izzy stated attempting to hide the smirk that was threatening to appear.

Duff was very quiet for a bit and placed his hands on his hips like he was thinking about what to do next.

I could see how angry he was by the way his chest was moving up and down in big breaths.

“I want you out of my fucking apartment. Fucking now!” my brother yelled grabbing Izzy by the shirt and shoving him into the door.

“Duff stop please. I-I love him.”

“You what?” he asked very quietly.

“I love Izzy.” I mumbled staring at him with glossy eyes.

“I can’t believe this right now. My sister and one of my best friends going behind my back like this.”

“I can’t even stand to look at you.” he glared with disgust.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to happen I swear.” I cried grabbing onto my brothers arm.

He shoved me off his arm and stomped off into his room slamming the door so loud that a few of the kitchen decor fell and broke.

“Fuck this.” was all Izzy said before leaving out the door and leaving me standing there a mess all by myself.

“Izzy wait!” I yelled chasing after him outside the apartment.

“Izzy please just wait.”

“Maddy just leave me alone.” he huffed slightly annoyed by me stopping him.

“No I won’t. I won’t leave you alone until you tell me why your being so mean to me. All I said was I love you.”

“You don’t love me. You’re only 16. I know what it’s like to feel that way towards someone and I don’t feel it about you.”

“I’m sorry.” he said before turning around and leaving.

“I’m sorry.” rang throughout my head and it just felt like my heart got stabbed a thousand times over and over again.

Izzy P.O.V

Fuck I felt like the biggest asshole on earth after saying that lie to Maddy.

The truth was that I had never felt this way about any girl before and it scared me to even think about it.

But I did love Maddy. She just couldn’t know. I would rather have her hate me than know I love her too.

Because once she finds out she’ll want to be in a relationship and expect things out of me like a normal boyfriend and I can’t do that for her.

My whole life I’ve never had an actual faithful relationship and I wasn’t so sure if I was ready to give all of that up.

Maddy was the perfect girl anyone could ever ask for but out of Duff’s sake I was going to stay away from her.

As much as I loved Maddy I felt the same way about Duff.

He was like a brother to me and I couldn’t continue on this way with his little sister if he felt so harshly about it.

And I was worried about him kicking me out of the band even though he didn’t have that much power, lately Axl had been a major asshole towards me so it wouldn’t be a shock if I found out I was kicked out just because of this.

The best option for now was to stay away from Maddy at all costs.

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

so good omg stepbrother izzy is so hot🎀💘

izzy stradlin xfem!reader

words:688

warnings:..step-siblings , smut?

"Lock the door behind you." izzys voice said quietly as you patted into the bedroom.You wondered why your step-brother wanted the door locked to watch a movie, but didn't say anything as he always told you he knew best. you happily climbed into the bed where he was waiting. "What movie are we watching izzy?" You asked cutely, voice soft as you snuggled next to him. Your heavy tits pressed against his bicep as you looked up at him with curious eyes.The ache ran straight to his cock as he glanced down at you.You were the fucking prettiest thing with your long eyelashes, full lips and gorgeous little body. He absolutely had to have you and he knew you would do anything to make him happy. "Whatever you want sweetness." He told you.

Your eyes widened at this as izzy hardly ever let you pick. You eagerly grabbed the remote and began shuffling through one streaming app to another, not realizing your step-brother was getting a little impatient. The way you were wiggling around as you babbled on about how you couldn't decide was making izzys cock swell. Your tits bouncing with each little movement you made, nearly spilling out of the tiny silk tank top you wore.

Grabbing your hips, he sat you down in his lap to be still, not caring about the kitten like whine that left your mouth. "Sit still and pick the fucking movie. Yeah?" He said roughly.You nodded with a bratty frown, as you finally picked back to the future You snuggled your back further into izzys chest, your ass resting snugly between his spread legs. He reached over to turn the lamp off, making the room dark except from the girly movie playing. Your eyes engrossed into the shit that he could care less about, as he leaned back against the pillows.Half way through the movie, you didn't even realize the large tip of your step-brother's cock was poking at your entrance. You had been so focused on the screen that izzys hands pulling your shorts aside hasn't even crossed your mind."izzy what are you-.." Your voice turning into a whimper as he pushed his cock into your warm cunt. "Hush and watch your movie. You are gonna help me. Okay? You love helping your big bro don't you?" He whispered in your ear.

He was right. You did love helping him. So you sat there and took it like a good step-sister. You tried your best to turn your attention back to the movie, all while your princess parts felt so full. izzy had you right where he wanted. Tight little cunt fluttering around his fat length as he held you still, warming his cock in the process. He couldn't help but let out a small groan as he had never felt anything so incredible. "izzy-why do you feel so weird?" Your voice shaky as you unknowingly soaked his cock."Shhh- sweetness. You just sit on my cock like a good girl." The older boy told you, hands coming down to hold your waist firmly. He was embarrassed to say how close he was to bursting inside of you, your pussy squeezing his dick in vice grip. Little moans and whimpers left between your lips as the weird sensation just kept getting more intense. You knew somewhere in your mind that this was wrong but your stepbrother knew best didn't he? You were helping him after all.

"Shit.. sweet girl keep squeezing me like that." izzy grunted, each time your cunt clenched around him when he would move even slightly. The pride he was losing at the edge of already cumming inside of you, made him want squeeze your throat in frustration. How dare his step-sister have such an incredible pussy that made him want bust his load?

He couldn't hold back anymore, his hand instinctively coming to your throat to grab. You squeaked out his name, your smaller hand coming to rest on his as the warmth of something gooey shot up inside you.

"Such a good little slut." izzy barely whispered. "I mean helper. Such a good little helper."

an: lookk im finally posting and tell me why i thought i posted this yesterday but i accidentally saved it in drafts 😭

Conflicted : Pt 10🎀

Maddy P.O.V

I didn’t recognize the man in front of me at first but as I adjusted my vision a curly haired man came into view.

“You slept with Axl.” he giggled like a school girl who had just heard her best friends biggest secret.

“Yeah I know.” I sighed afraid of what Izzy was gonna do to Axl.

“Slash I’m scared for Axl. I think Izzy is going to kill him.”

“Nah don’t worry about it. They’ll be fine.” he mumbled struggling to stand upright and tipping backwards onto the hard marble floor.

Great. He’s drunk.

“Urghhh.” I groaned slapping my hand against my forehead at the thought of having to break up Izzy and Axl’s fight.

It wasn’t Axl’s fault at all. It was mine for making such a careless mistake and Axl shouldn’t be punished for it.

I made my way up the stairs slowly, cringing at every step expecting the two of them to come flying out and throwing punches.

But instead I heard them yelling at each other to no end.

“Bro relax. It’s not like she didn’t want it!” I heard Axl argue.

I rounded the corner of the hallway and found the open door to Axl’s room and made my way inside, silencing both of them.

“Maddy tell him you wanted it as much as I did.” Axl said rolling his eyes at Izzy.

“Is this true?” Izzy asked looking over at me with those beautiful eyes of his.

What did I get myself into!

“Y-yes Izzy I did.”

“How could you?”

“How could I? You told me you didn’t love me multiple times and made it clear you didn’t feel anything towards me!” I shouted.

“I didn’t mean to sleep with Axl but it just happened.”

“You slept with him of all people.” Izzy huffed putting his hands on his hips.

“Well I hope you both have a nice life and become boyfriend or girlfriend whatever.” he spat exiting the room leaving both of us without a goodbye.

I followed after him, attempting to stop him but Izzy was too quick and while I tried to grab out to him I ended up tripping over myself and fell.

“Ow.” I muttered holding my foot while on the ground.

Izzy quickly turned around upon hearing my fall and I saw his face soften seeing me hurt but then he rolled his eyes at me.

“Y’know I didn’t really take you for a groupie. But since you slept with Axl, who knows, you’ll probably sleep with him next.” he said pointing to Slash.

“I said I’m sorry! I didn’t even want to sleep with him but I was upset after we had that fight. I even thought of you while he was fucking me.” I told Izzy hoping he’d understand and come around.

But he didn’t.

“You still did it Maddy. It doesn’t matter if you thought about me or not. I thought you were special but you just turned out to be one of those girls who got close to me just for Axl.”

“I am not!” I shouted, having heard enough and pushing past him to get a taxi and go home.

“Maddy you can’t call a taxi at a private property. I’m going to drop you or else Duff will be worried sick.”

“Don’t do me any favors. I don’t want to be in any car with you.” I spat crossing my arms.

“I don’t have a choice. And I’m only doing it for Duff.” he said opening the car and hopping in the front seat.

“Come on. I don’t have all day.”

“Wait what about Slash!” I asked while buckling myself into the passenger seat, wondering if he had woken up by now or not.

“Forget about him.” he aggressively replied slamming on the accelerator and speeding down the road.

“Izzy slow down.”

“Y’know I thought I loved you Maddy. I really did but you just turned out to be like all the other girls.”

“I’m not like other girls and you know that too.” I insisted getting upset over his continuous insults.

“I’m gonna call Angela tonight and sleep with her. How would you feel about that.” he said pushing it in my face.

“I wouldn’t mind.” I mumbled, obviously lying straight through my teeth.

“Okay fine. Then I will!” he yelled pulling into the parking garage for Duff’s apartment.

I saw Duff standing at the elevator waiting for us with his arms crossed against his chest.

He was pissed.

“Wait Izzy. Duff can’t see me like this. Can I borrow your jacket please.” I begged grabbing at his arm.

“Whatever. I’m just doing this so he doesn’t think it was me who you slept with because that would be worse.” he spat shoving his jacket off himself and throwing it towards me.

I quickly put his jacket on and headed towards Duff trying to put a normal face on.

“Duff I’m okay.” I said attempting to calm him down.

“Maddy do you have any idea what went through my head when I woke up and saw you weren’t in your room!” he yelled making me cringe.

“It’s okay man. I found her at Axl-

“Axl’s?!?!?”

“What the hell were you doing over there?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowed with anger.

“I-I was just staying the night there because I was angry at you. I promise I didn’t do anything else.” I shrugged.

He seemed to believe me but I wasn’t entirely sure if he was acting to make this whole thing go by faster or if he was just relieved to see me.

“I just worry about you, y’know. You’re my responsibility and if anything were to happen to you I wouldn’t forgive myself and mom would kill me.” he sighed pushing me into his chest.

I wrapped my arms around my brother and leaned in his hug, feeling very safe all of a sudden and like nothing was gonna hurt me anymore.

A few tears fell down my cheeks but I quickly wiped them away not wanting Duff to see.

“By the way why are you wearing Izzy’s jacket?” Duff asked looking at the both of us.

“She was-

“Cold!” I interrupted pretending to shiver to sell it.

“Yeah okay whatever.”

We walked back to the apartment and I immediately ran to my room jumping on my bed.

I was so happy to be back here and on good terms with my brother.

I guess he forgot about the whole Izzy thing.

“Maddy! We still need to talk y’know about the whole Izzy thing.” he shouted against my closed door.

I rolled my eyes and threw Izzy’s jacket off of me as well as my other clothes escaping to the shower.

“Can’t right now, about to shower Duff. Maybe later.” I yelled shutting my bathroom door.

I wish I could hide in here forever.

Duff P.O.V

“Okay spill it. I know you know what she was doing at Axl’s house.” Duff asked crossing his arms against his chest.

“She was telling the truth man.”

No she wasn’t.

“So are you two like a thing now or what?”’he asked changing the topic.

“I don’t know. I guess.” I shrugged flopping down on the couch, letting out a long sigh.

“What do you mean. Either you do or don’t. There’s no in between with my sis Izzy.”

“Yeah I know.” I replied rolling my eyes at his persistence.

“I really care about Maddy okay. I want to be with her if she wants the same.”

“Okay well then if you’re going to date my little sis you have to treat her with the respect those other girls you mess with deserve.”

“You’re not gonna treat Maddy like some hooker because she’s not. I know the type of girl she is and I’m telling you right now she’s too good for you.” he added mildly annoyed that this was even a conversation he had to have.

“Duff I promise I’ll take care of Maddy very good. She’s not just any girl. I know that too.” I told him, letting him know that I knew Maddy was special and she wasn’t about to get treated like some cheap whore.

“As for other stuff just lay off because she’s sort of a late bloomer if you know what I mean.” he cringed clearing his throat.

Oh I know.

“Yeah yeah okay.” I agreed knowing damn well I was going to do whatever I pleased with Maddy now that I found out she had sex with Axl.

If she wanted to have sex with him then she was going to learn the hard way that she shouldn’t have done it.

As much as I still wanted to get her alone to fuck the shit out of her, she’d have to wait awhile before I even touched her again. Because I couldn’t get the image of Axl and her out of my head just yet.

“Izzy!” Duff shouted catching my attention.

“What.”

“Promise you won’t break her heart . She’s very fragile when it comes to love and that type of shit.”

“I promise.” I told him, very unsure myself if I was going to keep my word.

Conflicted : Pt. 4🎀

Maddy P.O.V:

We all went back to my brothers apartment and spent the rest of the day hanging out and watching MTV.

Axl had left early since he had to go see Erin, his current girlfriend. I hadn’t met her, although I’d heard great things about her.

“I’ll see you all later and you too Maddy.” he said smirking at me before he left out the door.

“What was that all about?” Duff asked me particularly annoyed about the whole ordeal with Axl and I from earlier today.

“Nothing. Why do you always overreact Duff. Axl sees tons of women everyday I doubt I’m anything special.” I huffed coming to sit down next to Duff.

Izzy was sitting on the floor strumming his guitar softly while writing something down at the same time on his notepad.

“Are you writing a new song?” I asked softly.

“Yeah. I’m not done yet. So you can’t hear it.” he said without breaking eye contact with his fingers that were carefully strumming between cords.

“I didn’t ask.” I rolled my eyes slumping further into the couch.

Duff yawned next to me and almost fell asleep before jerking abruptly and hitting my face by accident.

“Ow!” I squealed holding my cheek.

“Maddy I’m so sorry!” Duff exclaimed grabbing my hands and apologizing.

“It’s okay you didn’t mean it.” I smiled letting him know I was okay.

“Are you sure? I can get you an ice pack.” my brother asked.

Duff was always looking after me since I was a kid so him acting like this even after all these years was comforting.

He always made sure that I was okay especially when mom wasn’t around to look after me.

“I’m sure Duff. I promise. You can go to sleep I know you’re tired.” I said giving him a side hug.

“Okay.” he said sheepishly smiling before heading off to his room and closing the door behind him.

“You guys have a close bond.” Izzy spoke from where he was sitting on the floor.

“Yeah. He’s been looking out for me ever since we were little.” I replied.

Izzy got up from the floor and suddenly made his way to the spot Duff left empty on the couch.

“How old are you again?” he asked scooting closer to where I was sitting at the other end of the couch.

“16.” I whispered, suddenly meek from how close he was sitting next to me.

“No wonder Duff is so overprotective over you. You’re sixteen and you look like that.” he said before leaning back and going back to strumming his guitar lightly.

“What do you mean look like that.” I asked turning my body to face towards him this time.

“I mean you look hot.” he nonchalantly stated like he’d said it all the time to a bunch of girls.

He felt around his pocket and pulled out a fresh pack of Malboros before lighting one up and exhaling out.

“You know those are bad for you.” I said scrunching my nose at the smell.

“Good.” he sarcastically replied uninterested in hearing a lecture or so he thought.

He went back to strumming his guitar not missing any beats.

“So when do you think you’ll be done with the song your writing?” I ask again hoping to make small talk with Izzy.

He takes another slow drag from his cigarette before exhaling and turning to face towards me.

“When you shut the fuck up and let me work.” he said before popping the cigarette back into his mouth and strumming again.

I suddenly felt hot tears building up in my eyes from his harsh behavior.

“I was just trying to have a conversation.” I said with a shaky voice.

His expression read somewhat guilty and annoyed at my sudden tears.

“Sorry.” he shrugged still not letting go of the guitar strings between his fingers.

I felt hurt that he wasn’t paying attention to the fact that he had just made me cry that I roughly slapped his hand away from the guitar so he would look at me.

“What the fuck Maddy.” he growled.

I didn’t think about what I did next and kissed him abruptly on the lips.

“Maddy what are you doing.” he asked pulling back from me and looking at me with a confused expression.

I felt very humiliated all of a sudden and immediately retreated back to my room with a fresh new set of tears streaming down my face.

Of course he wouldn’t kiss me back when he had thousands of other better looking women to comfort him in bed.

He wouldn’t even look at me if Duff wasn’t my brother.

I would just be another childish face to him.

“Maddy open the door.” Izzy said leaning against my bedroom door.

“No. Go away.” my voice cracked.

“Please baby. Open the door.” he softly whispered making sure Duff wasn’t listening.

I didn’t know if it was the tone of his voice or the fact that he called me his baby that made me walk over and open the door.

He came, swiftly closing the door behind him and locking it for good measure.

“Why did you lock the door Izzy. Duff will see and-

He picked me up before I could finish and placed me on the bed in front of him sitting me down while he was standing upright, having me lock my legs around him.

“What’s wrong. I thought you wanted this.” he whispered in my ear tracing a finger down my body and stopping at my pajama shorts with a tiny bow against the front of them.

“This present all for me.” he smirked sliding them down my legs until they were on the ground.

I wish I hadn’t worn these pink frilly panties and some other sexier ones.

The truth was that I didn’t own any sexy lingerie or anything.

My mother always bought me the same embarrassing pattern ones like flowers or boy shorts since she thought I shouldn’t be wearing grown women underwear.

“Did you buy these yourself?” Izzy asked tracing over my pink panties.

“No. My mom thinks I shouldn’t wear grown women panties so she buys me these dumb ones.” I blurted out without thinking twice of what I just said.

“Your mom still buys your underwear?” he laughed loudly like he had just heard the best joke ever.

“Yes so what.” I huffed trying to push him off me to no avail.

“It’s cute. Like you.” he said kissing my cheek before pulling off of me completely.

“Aren’t you gonna t-touch me or something.” I mumbled stuttering over my words at how nervous I was about the whole situation.

“Did you want me to?” he asked uninterested and looking over at the dresser that I had newly decorated prior to moving into Duff’s guest bedroom with pictures of Duff and I from back home in Seattle.

“I like you Izzy.” I blurted out.

He put the picture down he was currently fixated on and turned back to look at me.

“Maddy your Duff’s little sister.”

“So what. You don’t like me just because I’m Duff’s little sister?” I spat.

“Do you just do this to every girl then?”

“What are you talking about?” he asked coming closer.

“You just came into my bedroom to what, look at my family pictures and have a chat. Or did you come in here to look at my panties to get off and leave me hanging like some dumbass.” I angrily shouted.

“Be fucking quiet or else Duff will wake up.” he growled grabbing my arm a bit tight.

“Let me go. I’m humiliated enough standing in front of you with only my panties on!” I retorted ripping out of his grasp and bending down to grab my pajama shorts.

But before I could he grabbed me onto his waist and pulled me into a rough french kiss.

I kissed him back as passionately as his wet kiss hoping to catch up to his speed.

He grabbed onto my hips and pushed me further into him making me feel him against my panties which were now damp.

“Izzy.” I whimpered as he trailed wet kisses down my neck and towards my cleavage.

“This what you wanted huh.”

“Just wanted a chance alone with me to do this.” he groaned grabbing onto my hips and guiding them up and down his covered length.

“Y-yes.” I moaned loving the feeling of his covered manhood rubbing against my wet panties.

He suddenly let go of me letting me fall onto the bed with a bounce before adjusting himself and fixing his jacket.

“Sorry Maddy. I can’t be doing this behind his back.” he said before leaving the room.

“Izzy wait-

But before I could have the chance to continue Izzy grabbed his things and left out the apartment door.