The night brushes past us as I speed away. I still can't comprehend that that woman is my mother. Alive and well, but letting me believe that she's dead for years. I squeeze my eyes shut for a moment and rub my face. She ruined my life.
"Don't you think that was a bit... Harsh?" comes a soft voice next to me and I almost drive off the road.
I gape at her in surprise. "What?! You can't be fucking serious."
"I'm just saying. She seemed pretty devastated at your reaction, Axel." she continues to defend her.
I groan. "I can't fucking belie
Sophie's P.O.V.I rub my eyes, yawining. Unbelievably, I managed to stay up all night to study. It's morning now and I feel sick to my stomach with worry about Axel and the exam. Throughout the night, I sent him a few texts asking him if he's okay but he never replied and all I was left to do was hope for the best. I pull on the first clothes that I see, too tired to put effort and drag myself to the car, yelling a quick goodbye to Sonia and letting Wolf out of the house so he can pee. We had a fence around the house so that he wasn't able to escape.The ride to the school is nerve-wrecking and I keep repeating formulas in my head. When I arrive to the parking lot, however, I almost have a heart attack, seeing Axel stan
Eight hours earlier (Axel's POV)Blood.Blood everywhere, sinking into the dark as fuck forest ground, as I stand there not knowing what the fuck to do for the second time in 24 hours.Fuck, fuck, fuck, what did you do, Axel? What the fuck did you do!?Nine hours earlier"I'm here, you fucking asshole, like you said I have to be. Now what?" I bark, climbing out of my car and slamming the door behind me.
Sophie's P.O.V."Axel? Is that a blood stain?" I ask him again because of his lack of response.He seemed to have stiffened up completely, just looking at me with his mouth closed and I immediately know that it's definetly blood stain.Shit, what did he do now?I gulp, my hands starting to shake in slight panic at all the possibilities running around in my head. He could've gotten into a fight, most probably and it's either his or the other guy's blood. He could've fallen and injured himself.
"This is it?" I ask as Axel finally stops his car after 3 more hours of driving. We were far away from Spokane now, no doubt. I slept most of the ride, exhausted from the lack of sleep."Yep." he says, and climbs out of the car then waits for me to come out, too. It was the middle of the afternoon and we still had a few hours till nightfall."Where are we?" I climb out the car as well and walk towards Axel, taking his hand to feel safer in an unknown location."Canada." he replies and begins to walk us towards the poor looking motel in front of us.
The night sky above me is clear and filled with small shiny stars. It seems like the whole universe is at peace, except me.Do I go with him? Do I change my life again? Or do I stay? I have managed to survive without him, I could do it again probably even if I hated every second of my life.I groan out loud and put my head in my hands. What do I do?!"Don't stress yourself out so much, baby." Axel cooes and sits behind me on the balcony, each leg on my side, then he wraps his arms around me. We sit there in silence for a few more moments, before I sigh. "I love you, you know that, right?" I ask him and feel his lips on
The way ahead of me seems long, too long, and terrifying as I sit in the back of a train, driving back home. In my heart there is immense sadness, filling my being and making my thoughts unbearable, yet I still try to convince myself that I'm doing the right thing. I'm keeping my life together, for all the right reasons.It doesn't seem like it, though. It seems like I made the biggest mistake of my life, choosing to leave Axel behind. There's a small piece of hope I keep on clinging to, a foolish piece of me, that he will come after me. He won't and I know it, but I still hold on to the hope, the hope that at the moment is the only thing keeping me on my feet.When tomorrow comes, I'll be on my own,
Axel's P.O.V.Deep breaths.In, out. In, out.Come on. It's not like it's fucking hard.But it is, it is, it really fucking is.Still keeping my eyes shut, I refuse to move. I'm still, pretending not to be awake at the moment. Actually, I think I'm trying not to fucking be alive right now. I don't really want to breathe. It seems like it would be useless, kind of just prolonging the inevitable. I woke up half an hour ago without the f
Sophie's P.O.V.I wake up again with the sick feeling in my stomach, which makes me run to the toilet and empty out my empty stomach. Again.Considering the dreams I had, my body's reaction does not surprise me.I crumble beside the toilet after I'm done. This time, the house is alone. This time, nobody comes to check if I'm okay. Not like it helps, anyway. Not that it'd make me okay.Yesterday Sonia came to pick me up at the train station and I could see in her eyes that she knew it happened, again. She didn't say a word, however. It