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Ivy had blamed what she said on her emotion from being punched. She did love Axl. And besides, homosexuals have had some sort of connection to their beards right? Even though it was forced?

Who was she kidding.

It was Malcolm Young she loved. But it was too late now. Both of them are married. Oh speak of the devil, he was on tv. Ivy tried to ignore the look of his figure. How he could do something so little and rather unsexual and turn Ivy on is still quite a mystery.

"I ordered meat lovers pizza. I know it's your favorite." Axl said lowley. "Got cream soda too. I'm so sorry about last night."

"Are we really gonna be able to fix our issues?" Ivy asked. AC/DC had just finished their set. Sighing, Ivy turned it off, after getting one last look at Malcolm. "We simply aren't meant to be together Axl! I know you don't love me!" Ivy broke down. She was misrable.

"What do you mean?! I wrote that fucking song about you! Everything in that song is true Ivy! Vegas or no Vegas yknow."

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories.

"Lets go to therapy then."

"No Iv. We don't need any help."

"The neighbours are starting to complain about our constant fighting."

Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place

Ivy spoke again. "I can't do this anymore."

Woah oh oh oh sweet child o mine.



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