Axl Rose Boyfriend

I lived in a house with a lot of different men. They were all in their 20’s and 30’s. There was a guy there that looked like Axl Rose, and I was in a relationship with him. It felt twisted and unhealthy. He announced to everyone in the house that he was leaving and he was taking me with him and there was nothing any of them could do about it.

I felt like I was being kidnapped, except that we also seemed to have some kind of secret plan. We went into a humidore room to finish packing some things, and my Axl Rose boyfriend was telling me how we were going to get out.  It felt like we were going on a crime spree and I was very stressed about it. He was handing me things to put in my purse for the trip. One of the things was a tin full of ground oregano. I knew the things I was packing didn’t make sense, but I did what he told me to do anyway.

I was struggling to get my purse closed because it was so full of weird stuff. My Axl Rose boyfriend went ahead of me and told me I needed to hurry up and meet him outside. I struggled getting my purse closed, and I kept thinking about how mentally ill everyone must have thought I was.

I finally left the house, but when I got outside there were police and SWAT teams everywhere. One of the SWAT team guys was right by the door when I came out, and when we made eye contact I started crying. Everyone that lived in the house with me was outside too, and I realized that they had called the police because they knew my Axl Rose boyfriend was kidnapping me.

Axl Rose boyfriend had been subdued, but there was also another guy that lived in my house that was being arrested. At some point he made an escape and ran toward my dad’s house which was nearby, but not visible. There were flashing police lights as far as I could see.

Then there was a chase involving the Axl Rose boyfriend and some motorcycles, but the chase never left the yard. I was crying while all of this took place. Part of me was crying because I was relieved that I had been saved, but part of me was sad because I felt I had betrayed my Axl Rose boyfriend.

The police showed up with the guy from my house that had run off. He was in the floorboard of the car and it was clear that he was dying. He seemed calm and was looking straight ahead at nothing in particular and saying “I can see you, baby. I’m coming. I can see you standing with all the angels.” Suddenly his facial expression became one of terror. He screamed briefly and then he died.

Men from the house I lived in kept coming over to comfort me and it felt awkward. I did not want their comfort at all.

Some of the men had been plannning on moving out of the house before all of this happened. Everyone sat scattered across the yard, and had a very loud discussion about who I would move out with.