Reunited

"I wish I could've been there."

Y/N's POV:
After a day of hanging out with the boys, it was time to go home.
Sadly. I really liked them all.
Izzy was like my supportive Best friend.
Slash and Duff felt like protective older brothers.
And Steven was like the little brother. The kind all hyped up on sugar. From the bag.

Axl was a good friend but I didn't think of him that way.
I liked him.
I really liked him.
I was pondering these thoughts in my head when I heard a voice from besides me.
"Huh?"
"Oh, I said we made it back to your place." Axl informed me.
"Oh ok, thanks." I said with a small smile.
Axl tilted his head and turned to me.
"What?"
"Well you've been kinda out of it almost all day. Are you feeling alright?" Axl said
"I feel fine." I replied
I unbuckled myself and stepped out of my car as well as Axl did.
He shrugged "I'm walking you to the door and you can't stop me."
I just chuckled and got me keys out but something wasn't right.
I turned the handle to my door and it was already unlocked.
"Something isn't right..." I murmured.
Axl stepped in front of me and kicked open the door.
He flicked the light switch on the wall and as soon as the lights went on I noticed everything of mine was on the floor.

I gasped and pushed past Axl and ran upstairs.
I had some hiding places for stuff and I hoped whoever broke in didn't find the spots.
Axl stepped into the room and I was stepping on the floor trying to find the one creaky floorboard.
Axl noticed and a soon as he took a step near my dresser the floor creaked.
"This it?" He asked
As I raced to peel back the board I asked "How did you know what I was looking for?"
He smirked and crouched down to help with the floor.
"When we were kids you had the treehouse and the one part of the floor was buried with pot and candy."

I looked up at him.
"Good memories, huh?"
"Yeah."
The floorboard came up and I sighed in relief as I found the $500 dollars and my mother's wedding ring.
I opened the small back and also found my diamond necklace.

"Thank fucking god."
"God? Thank me."
I smiled "Thank fucking Axl."
"You are very welcome." He replied with a wave of his hand.
"So what else was taken?" He asked
"The jewelry on my dresser. But it was all cheap crap. This is the stuff I care about."
"Ok well, it looks like up here isn't as destroyed as downstairs. So how about we put this stuff back and go clean up done there. I'll help and I'll stay the night."

"Ax, you don't have to do that." I said putting the stuff away.
"Well I feel like it and I am."
He left the room.
Fucking stubborn bastard.
I smiled to myself and headed downstairs as well.

He was sweeping up the glass from my vase.
I went to fix the living room.
I heard him sigh. "Done."

I turned around "Good for you. Want a cookie?"
He looked annoyed but amused "Haha."
I went back to doing the living room when Axl spoke again.
"Hey Y/N?"
"Hmm?"
"Who's, uh who's Dennis?"

I froze. I haven't heard that name in a long time.
I continued doing what I was doing ignoring the question.
Axl gently grabbed my wrist and turned me towards him.
Worry written all over his face.
"Who is Dennis?
"W-why?" I stuttered.
He gave me a piece of paper.
"That's why?"

Well Y/N,
As you see your kitchen is destroyed and some of your jewelry missing.
I see who you've been hanging around again.
Since I now know where you live, thus the home invasion.
I've found you, and this is your warning.
Love, Dennis

There was a picture of me and Axl walking down the street, one of me at work, one of me and the band, and one of me unlocking my door.
I crumpled all the papers and threw them away.
Axl was still looking at me. "Are you going to explain?"
I could tell he was getting annoyed.
I ran a hand through my long Y/C/H.
I gestured for him to sit on the couch and I sat next to him.
I inhaled trying to figure out what I was going to say.

Axl was being patient but I could tell he couldn't wait much long. Seems patience isn't one of his perks.

"Back when you moved, a few months later I met Dennis. We were friends and we ended up dating. He was sweet at first but then he wouldn't let me see friends and was checking my phone. You know, giving me curfews and shit. Just being very possessive.
I told him once I want to leave and he hit me.
After 2 months of torture, I packed my stuff in the middle of the night, and stayed with a friend until I could get enough money to leave."
Axl looked sympathetic.
"He wouldn't leave us alone. He came banging on her door everyday looking for me. We got a restraining order. I ended up here after a while. I thought it was over and he couldn't find me but I guess he did. So I guess I've got a problem."

Axl grabbed my hand.
"I wish I could've been there."
I gave him a sad smile
"You know I'm serious, I would have kicked his ass. I will now when I find the scrawny piece of shit."
"Ha, Yeah I know."
"And this is why I'm staying the night Y/N."

I smiled at him.
"And I want you too."

He wrapped me in a hug.
"I'm not lying, when I find him I will beat the ever living hell out of him."

I laughed a little.
"It will be alright though." He said and I hugged him tighter.

Oh Axl, what would I do without you.

A/N:
I know, I know.
I'm sorry I haven't published much.
I've been busy.
But I made it up...I hope.
I mean this chapter is a little longer.
Enjoy :)