Fight Fire With Fire // James Hetfield Fanfiction

CHAPTER THIRTY: keifer? i'm pretty sure that's just gross milk

(this is all over the place)

I had the worst headache imaginable when i woke up. I expected james to be right next to me, but it was axl. He was sitting up against the wall, writing on a notepad in his lap. He looked to me and smiled a weakly

"Morning" he said, then went back to it. Was this a dream? Surely it couldn't be, it was too real

"What happened last night?" i asked, rubbing my temples "i thought i was going to go home with james" saying that felt weird to me

"What are you talking about?" he asked and laughed shortly "james wasn't here last night" i raised my eyebrow at him. He was being completely serious by the look on his face

"But-" i said stammering "but i was with him.."

"Trust me, babe" he assured me "i was with you basically the whole night, you came out of the bathroom after fucking some dude and paced around the house for a while, mumbling about something- a mountain? Eventually you found slash and started making out, then you saw something and ran outside. It was freezing and you didn't really seem to care, you kept telling me to stop yelling at you and told me you don't like having sex with me" he looked a little bitter, but he was trying his best to hide it. I thought for a while, trying to make sense of it.

"Oh" i said softly "no.. it was james, i'm sure" he rolled his eyes

"Ok then" he muttered and continued with his work. I wondered what he was writing, but i figured it wasn't the time to ask. Already dressed from the night before, i left to the living room to find the usual crowd of men. If axl was telling the truth, then that means james hadn't come to see me. That made me feel uneasy.

"She's even good looking hung over" dave snickered as i walked by him and went to the kitchen. There was nothing to eat, so naturally i went for a cigarette.

"I swear to god, dave, if you say something to me again for the rest of the day i'm going to slap you harder than i slapped axl the first time he tried to touch me" he immediately shut up, so it worked. I wouldn't have actually done it, obviously, but he was getting on my nerves. I sat on the couch, cigarette in hand, and sighed "does anyone want to go shopping with me?" i asked quietly. It needed to be done, but i hated going alone. I still had money, but just no general will to use it.

"I will" dave volunteered with a snide grin and i glared at him

"Shut up" i snapped and looked at the rest of the boys "guys?" they all shook their heads. I huffed and went back into axl's room, sifting through my clothes to find something else to wear.

"Where are you going?" he asked and i looked up. He still seemed upset, and i felt guilty

"Store.. Wanna come?" i asked and he shook his head, holding up the paper that he was still working on. I sighed and put some jeans on.

I grabbed my purse off the counter and left the place, but of course i couldn't get peace for even a second without dave following me "you forgot something" he said, running to catch up with me. I gave him a quick, sharp look and he smiled

"Why are you here?" i asked him and he shrugged

"Why not?"

"Because i don't want you here" i told him

"Why do you hate me?"

"Why'd you get kicked out?" i asked instead and he stammered

"Look" he suggested "how about we just start dating and piss off whoever you dated.. I stole kirk's girlfriend once, i could do it again"