I'd Purposely Get Him Mad So He Could Scold Me Like This

i'd purposely get him mad so he could scold me like this

ultraviolence

izzy stradlin x reader x nikki sixx

you were sitting in front of your vanity, watching yourself in the mirror while you were trying to cover the purple bruise nikki left you the other night after a big fight started for something so… little.

it was the wedding day and you were almost ready to go to church, the hair was done and you were wearing the gorgeous white lace dress that you had chosen three weeks earlier.

after you were done with covering the bruise, the bouqet was the only thing left , that a friend of yours should have bought it to you 30 minutes earlier

you started thinking about how your life was gonna change in a few hours, you were going to marry the love of your life, nikki sixx. he wasn’t perfect, he had his flaws but we all do right? sometimes he would hit you, but it was like he said: it was your fault, you were the one who drove him crazy everytime, you were the one who annoyed him when he was angry. and in the end you would be able to take a few kicks or slaps, he was the love of your life ,it didn't matter he wasn't perfect.

after ten minutes someone rang at the door, you tough it was the bouquet, but it was actually… izzy? “what are you doing here?” you asked him, shoked for his appearance. you and izzy had a particular relationship, you met through mutual friends two years ago and since he was introduced to you, you never stopped thinking about him, you never had a real relationship but, whatever it was, despite the on and offs, it was better than any relationship you'd ever had. But then you met nikki, things with him at the beginning were much easier and you ended up giving up on izzy, even if you often caught yourself thinking about him.

“listen, i know that you are going to marry him in a few hours but…” he stopped , looking at the black bruise on your right wrist that you forgot to cover.

shocked, he knew how violent nikki could be but he still hoped he wasn't with you too. just seeing the look in your eyes was enough for him to understand what you were going through.

“ don’t marry him, don’t do this to you…” he said in a low tone voice after some seconds of silence . he actually came to tell you that he still loved you but after seeing the purple mark on your right arm he totally forgot about his primary plan, now he had to convince you to run away from nikki.

“I can’t, it’s too late… everything is ready for the wedding” you replied with tears in your eyes, incapable of liying to him. you knew you were going to lock yourself in a cage.

“ it’s never too late, y/n” he simply said. Then he placed a soft kiss on your lips and went away.

as you watched him go, still trying to process wath just happened, you realize that he was right, it wasn’t too late, you still had two hours.

The soft music played while you were walking to the altar, you seemed calm to all the 200 guests but not to izzy ,who, somehow, found a way to sneak into the wedding.

in fact you were scared and you didn’t know if you would have had the courage to run away from nikki.

“Nikki, do you take Y/n for your lawful wife , to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” the priest asked.

“Yes, I do” nikki said while looking at you, smiling.

“Y/n, do you take Nikki for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?”

you looked at nikki with guilt in your eyes, incapable of saying “yes, i do”, he was confused trying to understand what was happening. after some seconds of silence the guests started to whisper, each one confused by the situation.

you saw izzy leaving the curch, he would probably have waited for you outside.

you looked again at nikki saying “sorry but i can’t do this” and then you ran, away from nikki and the life you would have had with him.

outside of the curch you saw izzy and you already knew that he was your future.

Prologue

it was a hot night of august of 1986 when you and izzy first met, it was during a guns n roses concert at the roxy and you were in the first row with some groupies , but you weren’t one of them, you were there just to enjoy the music.

the vision of the five guys was incredible, they were playing in total armony, it looked liked they were under a spell for how magical and beautiful they all seemed together.

while axl was signing a memeber of the group captured your attention: he was tall, a little bit skinny, his hair was black , like the outfit he was wearing ad he had a mysterious and enigmatic aura. To you he was really handosme.

while you were starring at him at some point he raised his head ad captured your gaze with a pair of black eyes. you looked at each other for some seconds and, after that, the eyes of that mysterious man would sometimes come back to you.

when the concert finished a man told you that a memeber of the group wanted you in the backstage but you refused, you weren’t messing with that groupie shit. So intead of going to the backstage you decided to go to the bar to drink something and at some point while you were drinking a beer the mysterious man came to you. You were obviously surprised, why was he looking for you when he had tens of groupies that just wanted to be fucked by him?

“so you’re an hard one right?” he said .

god, even his voice was sexy.

“no, i’m just not a groupie” you replied.

“then who are you?”

“y/n, what about you?”

“izzy stradlin”

“wait that’s actually your real name?” that sounded a little bit weird.

“no my real name is actually jeffrey isbell but it didn’t sound great for a rockstar” well he was right.

you guys talked for hours that night, he was perfect: sexy ,smart and funny. You really liked him. You wanted to talk to him all night but you had to come back home, you had to work the next day.

izzy proposed to take you home and you accepted. During the ride you guys listened to some music and you discovered that izzy also was rolling stones fan, you were falling in love with him, he was the man of your dreams.

“ so this is where you live right?” he asked

“ yeah the building is not perfect, but it doesn’t cost much”

he laughed quitely

“ just out of curiosity where do you work?” he asked

“ in the record store near the sunset street”

“ oh yeah I understand” he said while nodding

“ well I have to go, thank you for the ride” you said after few seconds of silence, even if you didn’t really wanted to go.

“all right, it was nice to meet you y/n” he saiid while smiling.

you smiled at him too.

“ good night izzy”.

you entred your appartment thinking: god, what a night.

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