Book 1 of 🌸 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷 🌸
(Btw, in this series GN'R doesn't break up. I follow most of the true events in GN'R's career except for the breaking up)
Reyna Adler ran away from home when she was only 15. She managed to get a job at the infamous Whis...
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● Reyna ●
"Hey guys!" I yell as I enter the dirty apartment.
It's a week later and I just got done with my early shift at the Whiskey. It was only noon to five. I really don't know why we open at lunch time. It's not like people are gonna come in and drink on their lunch breaks. All we get are aggressive drunks that Rob normally ends up kicking out.
I walk into the kitchen to find Duff, Axl, and Slash playing cards at the fold out table they use to sit at some times. Steven stands at the stove. I honestly can't tell what he's cooking, but it smells disgusting.
"Hey Stevie," I say brightly. He turns away from the stove for a moment, a bright smile lighting up his face. He waves, then goes back to his meal. I giggle. "Hey boys," I say, sitting in the seat Izzy normally would be.
Axl doesn't acknowledge me.
"Hey Rey," Slash says. His voice sounds rough. I guess they just woke up.
"Rey!" Duff yells, throwing his arms around me. He engulfs me in a rib-breaking hug.
I wrap my arms around his waist just as tight. "Duff!" I giggle.
We release each other, smiling brightly. I missed these guys today.
"What have you troublemakers been getting up to?"
"Nothing, really," Slash answers. "Izzy left to take Alex on a date earlier. We're just waiting on him to get back so we can hit the Strip."
"Izzy's not here?" I ask, very confused.
"Nope. He said he was taking Alex out for a lunch date and got up before noon," Slash explains.
I feel the tears begin to prick at my eyes. He told me he broke up with her. He came over to my apartment one night after my shift and stayed over. We talked all night. We were still talking when the sun came up. Then when we were ready to go to bed, we cuddled in my bed. He didn't even try to kiss me.
"I-I'm gonna go out to the fire escape," I tell them.
"You alright?" Axl asks without much interest. He must be really dedicated to the game.
"Yeah," I answer half-heartedly. "I'm fine."
Without another word, I crawl through the window. A few tears fall from my eyes. It's ridiculous how many times I've cried in the past couple of weeks. I lean on the railing, looking over the skyline. Sure, it's not as amazing as the view on the roof, but I'd rather not go all the way up there. Too many memories.
