The next morning, I woke up easily. I took a shower and changed the bandages on my back. The scrape on my back was much better, but it was still there and it took me a while to get the bandages on my back. When I was done, I dressed in my jeans and a long sleeved loose, dark blue shirt. I slipped on a pair of Uggs and put my hair in a messy bun. I didn't bother putting on makeup because I knew I wasn't going anywhere. I turned on the TV and went through some papers for work until the doorbell rang around noon. I knew it was Angela, so I put my papers aside and ran to the door. When I opened it, we dove into a hug.

"HIIIIII!" we greeted each other. We also try to see each other whenever we get the chance, but lately, I haven't seen her all that much. She walked right in, like she always does and threw some sandwiches on the table that she picked up from a local restaurant, which was perfect because I didn't have much food in my condo. We took our sandwiches and sat on my couch.

"So, what's new?" she asked. She was wearing a black tank top underneath a loose, purple jacket and jeans with some slippers.

I told her what happened between me and Jim at the restaurant that night a long time ago. I avoided bringing Axl into this.

"YOU DUMPED HIM? It's about time! He's a major jerk. I don't even get why you'd have ever even thought of talking to him. He's not that good looking either." She paused to take a bite of her sandwich. "So you single now? We should go to a club or something!

"Not exactly…"

"So you're still with him?"

"No, no. Just forget about him. I met someone else!" I said with a huge smile on my face. I took a bite and looked at her.

"WIFF WHOO?" She exclaimed, in the middle of a huge bite in her mouth.

"AXL ROSE!" I exclaimed. She stood up immediately, trying to swallow and then she sat back down.

"I swear, if you're lying to me, I will push you off a bridge." She was smiling and I was smiling back. I took my last bite of the sandwich and began telling her the whole story: Slash's car, the bar Axl took me to, Slash's pets, and finally, Axl's 'house tour.' "omigod, omigod! Did you get his autograph?" she yelled.

"What? No! I don't need it!" I said as I carried our trash to the garbage can in the kitchen and walked back.

"Do you think he knows you're a virgin?"

I really don't want to talk about this. I hated being called a virgin, especially because I was almost 22. I sighed. "He guessed that I was because I said that I had to go, but I told him I wasn't and then I ran out of his house."

She looked surprised. "Wait. You ran out of his house?"

"It was kinda like tag…" It sounded so childish.

"Did he want you to stay?"

"Yes. No doubt about it. He tried to get me to think that I was too drunk to drive home."

"Oh, that's smooth. Are you guys ganna 'hang out' again? I want his autograph!"

"Too bad. I'm not getting his autograph. I think we might hang out again some other time when he texts me."

"Ohhh! Is Slash single?"

"Um... Yeah, i think so."

"I WANT TO MEET HIM!"

"I don't even have his cell phone number!"

"Yeah, but you know where he lives!"

"I kinda might know where he lives. If I can remember... Even if I did remember, there is NO way I'm going back! Even if we did, we'd look like stalkers." Angela agreed.

It was so happy to finally talk to someone about this. We talked for the rest of the day and watched movies and ate popcorn. After 3 movies and a lot of gossiping, Angela left around 9, and I was alone again. I looked through my papers for work again. I came across the note Axl left me the night Jim pushed me down.

Megan-

You passed out and me and Slash would have liked to stay, but we were to tired and Slash passed out too. Text me when you wake up so we know you're alive and if the guy shows up again, feel free to call. It was really fun hanging with you, you know, until that ******* loser ruined it. We should do it again.

Axl

I reread it 2 more times and threw it in my purse. I didn't want to throw it away.