Mated With Five Boys

"Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend.When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues."- Rumi

"How could you do that?"

Camila’s angry voice startled me awake.

I looked over at my nightstand to see what time it was, I felt like I had slept for a year straight but it was actually only 5:32 in the evening.

And yet I was still extremely tired.

After my all but healthy breakdown in the shower, I somehow found the willpower to drag myself out of the bathroom.

I felt exhausted, mentally and physically and I had pretty much had cried all of my energy out.

Which for the most part forced me into a not so pleasant sleep.

Every time I closed my burning eyes all I saw were his cold, hard blue ones.

I could feel his rough hands exploiting my body.

I felt like I was suffocating from the inside.

Kind of like I was drowning and as soon as I got close to the surface to inhale the much-needed air that aching lungs needed, I suddenly get pulled back down.

Honestly, I wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep but when I heard the loud thud in the hallway outside my door I knew that wouldn't be an option.

"You need to calm the fuck down."

Axel's equally angry voiced boomed.

I tensed up at the situation, I hated confrontation.

I especially hated the amount of rage inside of Axel's and Camila’s voices, what the hell was going on? Still drowsy I sat up in my bed, trying to concentrate on their argument.

"Noah promised to stay out of your way, what the hell is your problem!"

Camila screamed.

I listened to them go back and forth feuding about someone named Noah.

Another loud bang against the wall made me jump slightly off my bed.

"Stop hitting the wall, you psycho bitch! And it’s not my fault your boyfriend is a fucking rapist!"

Axel seethed.

"Oh no, don't you even try blaming him! He told me all about how "Little Misfit® in there came all over him.

She shouted back.

"You hear that Mia? I know all about your slutty ways!"

Camila continued, now Pounding on my door.

My heart sunk to the floor.

The boy from the side of the school was Camila's boyfriend? My breathing was starting to get hard to control, I took deep breaths trying to calm down.

Wait? Does she think I came on to him? Noah was not only a piece of shit but, a lying piece of shit.

Calming my anxiousness I stand and walk to the door, I need to explain everything to her.

She needs to know who her boyfriend really is, for her own safety.

I take one last deep breath and swing my door open, revealing two very angry teenagers.

"Oh look who it is."

Camila taunts.

"The slut herself."

She continued.

"Mia, go back in your room; Axel say through his teeth.

I swallowed hard, ignoring his obvious demands and looked over to Camila.

What am I supposed to say to her? You probably should have thought about that before you decided to march yourself in the middle of this.

"You couldn't even wait one day could you?"

She asks, shaking her head in disbelief.

"It's not what you think? I told her, my voice coming out more confident than I felt at the moment.

"Save it"

She interrupted.

"You're lucky I don't beat your ass right here and now."

She laughed angrily.

"He came onto me! I tried begging him to stop if it wasn't for Axel, who knows what would have happened!"

I tried explaining to her, hoping to talk some kind of sense into her.

"Stop lying, Noah wouldn't do that!"

She yelled, lunging towards me.

limmediately threw my hands over my face, prepared to block my head from her attacks.

But they never came, I slowly opened my eyes to come face with Axel's back.

He had Camila wrapped tightly in his arms away from me.

Axel blacked me from her, his breathing ragged as she thrashed in his arms still trying to get her hands on me.

"I'm going to tell you one more time to fucking stop."

Axel's voice was surprisingly a lot calmer than before, and somehow his calm persona was even scarier than when he was angry.

"Or what Axel? What exactly are you going to do?"

Camila said trying to remain tough, but I can tell the coolness in Axel's voice frightened her just as much as it did to me, and he wasn't even talking to me.

"I might not hurt you, but I have no problem paying your sorry excuse of a boyfriend another visit and continuing where I left off."

I could practically hear the smirk that I knew was plastered on his face.

as he laughed to himself when he saw the worried look that

the fuck is

out of nowhere coming up from

outta here,’ Axel said, pushing Camila out of his

okay?’ Rylan

head, I really wasn't but I would never

don't understand what

he knew I was lying,

to make a move on her boyfriend, which I guess

blinded by love

things considered, I'm

"I can't believe I ever wanted to

shaking

I knew it was no use and

believe anything I would have said

pushing him to get Camila away from

the dried blood that was still on his

yet to clean up from his

was I wasn't sure whose blood it

Spanish before allowing herself to be dragged

to me, but

to insult me couldn't she at least do it ina language I could understand?I watched as they disappeared

knew this was far from over but it was

glanced over at Axel just to see him already looking at me,

was too scared that if I kept staring into those big brown eyes for too long I would

my mind I reached down a grabbed his wounded hand without

and he tensed up from

the hell are you

asked pulling his

to clean that,’ I told him, ignoring the feeling of wanting to tocket off

"No, I don't"

He grunted out.

just let me

it was the least

me a weird look,

everyone make it impossible

still

question, I don't really know why I

I at least owed it to him to see that his hand heals properly since it was my fault in

to defend myself if

say

just accept my help? "Listen this doesn’t mean we're friends,’ I repeated what he said from

motives are nothing but completely

looking

his eyes was now one of

past 2 weeks I never saw any emotion out of

fine,’ Axel said, walking towards

then stopped outside the bathroom and looked

to be doctored, nurse

before walking into the

he just did,

me help him? I felt like someone threw me into a tornado and I landed

me a nurse? I walked into the bathroom to see

hard and got a cleaning cloth

a

asked him, looking everywhere

there in

He pointed out.

and walked

the cloth with warm water, and grabbed his hand and began cleaning his

hissed as I rubbed the

breathed out, stepping away

the mistake of looking up to meet his stare, our closeness

brown eyes kept me frozen

in this moment was different,

his eyes trying to understand the strange

couldn't exactly pinpoint

an undeniable emotion crept onto his

Vulnerability.

and looked away

what was on his mind, but I already knew he

back to work cleaning

was just about to put the band-aid on his wounds when I

head snapped up to

on earth is he doing? The small action felt so foreign but yet, he didn't make me feel

it reminded me of when my mother used to do the

placed the band-aid on his knuckles and drew myself away from

was so confused by Axel's

there you go,

out of my untrained

out of the bathroom in a daze, needing to

one last glance at Axel

was still sitting on the counter but now he was staring down at the

small frown made it's was on

his eyes harden

my head but I couldn't help

bedroom door to already see Rylan

he

sure I can give that to him, not

doesn't believe me like Camila doesn't? I don’t think

only person here that I somewhat trust

my eyes starting to water, I never wanted to any

knew I didn't do anything wrong but I couldn't help the guilty feeling that was resting

I muttered, not looking at

want him to

I could

my bed and walking towards

I felt his arms softly wrap

arms, not knowing how to really react to

Rylan always seems to see

the girl crying over

me what happened

his cheek on the top of

How was I supposed to tell him what Noah tried to do to me? Or why Camila hates my guts

head not answering his

Rose think? She'll probably want

her either, I've been here less than a month and

why are

asked in a soft but somewhat

you, whatever it is I'm sure it's not even that