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“I've been hell on the women in my life, and the women in my life have been hell on me. And it really breaks me down to tears a lot of times when I think about how terribly we've treated each other. Erin and I treated each other like shit. Sometimes we treated each other great, because the children in us were best friends. But then there were other times when we just fucked each other's lives completely up. And so you write about that in your frustration. The anger and the emotions and stuff scare people, and it's good that people recognize these things as dangerous. I don't think our music promotes that you should feel this way, and if people are getting that, that's not right. We're saying you're allowed to feel certain ways. Now, if you want to hold on to something that you know is bad, that's your problem. I don't want to.”

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After a bad night out and some nightmares, Slash plays the part as your defender

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This night had to have been one of your worst yet. You’d got hoping for a relaxing evening with Slash. Get a couple drinks and all that, a bit of a date night. But then guys kept approaching you, making all too suggestive comments, trying to sneak touches. It only served to make you more and more uncomfortable and Slash more pissed off. You tried to tell him that it was okay, but he could see right through that.

After a while, it got Slash riled up enough that he punched the guy, square in the nose. The result of that was the two of you getting escorted out of the building. Slash was rather proud of himself- and still seething because of the sheer audacity of those men- who you were just happy it was over.

The walk home was uneventful, Slash wrapped his arm around your waist, “Y’ alright babe?” He asked, concern evident in his tone of voice. You gave a half shrug in return.

“Yeah… I’ll be fine.” Slash knew you were lying, but he decided not to push. He only held you tighter and would occasionally press a kiss to the side of your head.

Once you were back at home, Slash was treating you with the utmost kindness. He put on one of your favorite movies while going to the kitchen to get the two of you some snacks. While waiting, one of your cats came up and jumped on your lap. Absentmindedly, you scratched behind her ears as you waited on your boyfriend.

Slash came back to the living room holding two bowls of ice cream, fixed with all your favorite toppings. You couldn’t help the big grin that fell upon your face as you gladly took the bowl. As the movie went on, you found yourself getting sleepier and sleepier. Eventually you fell asleep on the couch.

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Next thing you know you’re waking up in a cold sweat. Your heart is thudding and for a moment you don’t know where you are as the memories of your terrible nightmare keep running through your mind. You’re sitting there on the couch, frozen in fear. It’s dark, you can’t see anything, and you’re terrified.

With the ferocity that you shot up, it also woke up Slash who had dozed off next to you, not wanted to go to bed without you. It took him a moment before he saw you, sitting up and breathing hard- a terrified look on your face. He immediately felt worried as he took in your expression.

“Baby? What’s wrong, honey what happened?” He asked softly, leaning in to you. You only shook your head and sniffled, trying to hold back tears. Slash understood what was going on.

“Nightmare?” Your nod conformed his suspicions. Slash wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his warm embrace as you tried your hardest not to break into sobs. He didn’t say anything, only rubbing soothing circles onto your back and playing with the ends of your hair.

Eventually you calmed down, but you were still shaken up. Slash’s warmth comforting you. After a long handful of minutes, he spoke up again.

“Wanna go to bed?” You gave a stiff nod, not really wanting to leave him, “We can grab the cats, and all the blankets… make like a lil’ cuddle pile?”

That brought a smile to your face, it sounded silly, “Yeah… I’d like that.”

And there the two of you wound up, cuddled up in bed with all of your cats- busy making biscuits in the fluffier blankets. You felt safe and protected, as silly as it seemed. With your boyfriend and your cats, you were able to easily fall back asleep, nightmare free.

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