Mated With Five Boys

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart."- Helen Keller 

A couple of days had passed since the day at the warehouse, and I've been avoiding Axel like the black plague hence.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't constantly on edge everywhere I went.

I've been waking up with nightmares the past four nights over the past events.

And to top it off I'm practically walking on eggshells around Rylan.

I want to tell him everything that happened, but Axel said to keep my mouth shut.

Axel as continuously tried to talk to me but I somehow always find a way to evade him.

I could tell he was growing annoyed with my constant diversions because he's always sending glares at my direction whenever do we manage to be in the same room, or knocking on my door, that I now kept locked.

And don't get me started on the text messages.

He also refuses to teach me how to fight until and I quote "love myself."

Which is oddly poetic for someone like Axel, who is a freaking gang leader and all.

I still can't believe it, but at the same time, I can.

I knew when I first saw Axel he was nothing but trouble, I just didn't know it would be this much trouble.

Camila has made herself extremely scarce for the last week, I haven't seen her around the house much, I talked to Angelo about it and he said she's been stay with her friend.

Something about that didn't settle right with me, but I didn't say anything.

I wonder what Angelo would say if he knew who his sister's boyfriend really was? Camila had been in school but you'd never noticed, the girl that was once a fiery red girl was now a deeper, darker, a sadder shade of red.

I remember the beginning of the week she was furious at me, sending death stares from across the gym floor but as the week progressed she only looked at me with dull eyes.

I got up from my bed and walked over to the mirror that hung on the sliding doors of the closet.

Axel's words kept haunting me, I couldn't help but think maybe he was right, even though I would never admit it out loud.

For the last four days, I've been standing in front of my mirror topless, staring out myself.

And when I could finally look at myself without tears threatening to spill out my eyes I was only left feeling anger and frustration.

I definitely didn't love myself, I'm not sure if I ever fully could, however, I wasn't as repulsed with my body as I was before.

My fingertips grazed the smooth scar that runs up the side of my stomach, it was at least three inches long.

I winced and pushed the memories out of my head.

I hated the hold my past had on me, letting me know it wasn't dead every chance it got.

"Mia, are you in there?" Rylan’s voice asked.

"We need to talk." He said sternly, knocking on the door.

I quickly put my hoodie back over my body and unlocked my door, opening it to come face to face with Rylan.

He was standing in front of me with determination written on his face.

I watched as walked into my room, not once taking his eyes off me.

"You need to tell me what's going on" He said sharply.

"Camila hasn't been home in days, and when she is here it's only for a few hours until she's gone again.

You've locked yourself in this room, not bothering to come out unless it's for school.

And Axel has been antsy and I've never seen Axel antsy.’ I've never seen this side of Rylan, he was usually so carefree, comedic and relaxed but you would have never guessed looking at him now.

"I can't! I whispered, looking at the wooden floor.

"Mia please, I'm begging you cupcake; Rylan spoke softly.

It was that moment I felt myself give in, I was going to have Rylan what happened eventually anyway.

"You can't tell any one; I stated to him.

"I won't.’ He nodded his head.

"I'm serious Rylan I'm trusting you, don't make me regret it."

I gave him a pointed look.

"I promise, I won't say a word"

I sat down on my bed and patted the spot next to me, Rylan took the hint and pulped down beside me.

I took one last deep breath before letting the cat out the bag.

I told him everything, from what happened the first day of school to the day at the warehouse.

Truth be told it felt good telling someone, a small weight was lifted.

I was still nervous that Rylan wouldn't believe what I was saying was the truth but I tried not thinking about that.

"I'm sorry I lied to you, I didn't know what to do,’ I muttered, fidgeting with my fingers.

"I'm not mad at you."

He told me, catching me off guard.

"Really?"

My head snapped up to his.

The determination that was once on his face was now replaced with sadness and remorse but his eyes held nothing but the fire of seven suns.

Rylan was pretty much vibrating rage, but I could see he was trying to control it.

Suddenly Rylan sprung off my bed and marched across the hall to Axel's room, I quickly followed after him.

When I got to him he was already pounding on Axel's door.

"Ry no!"

I shouted at him, he promised not to say anything.

I was silently praying Axel wasn't home, that he would be out wandering the streets or something but of course he wasn't.

guess Rylan got impatient cause he roughly pushed

Rylan snapped at Axel.

him and look rather annoyed that he came barging into

wearing a light gray shirt with black sweats that hung loosely on his waist, not

weird seeing him in something other than

most definitely

"You told him?"

snapped to me

to you, not her’ Rylan spoke before I

over Rylan narrowing

be a bloodbath right here in the hallway but instead, Axel just rolled his dark chocolate eyes at Rylan

"You."

as

"We need to talk."

gritting

"Alone"

finished, his eyes snapping back to

can't take a

I blurted out.

avoid someone that probably means they

care what you

his eyes at me, I

her alone,’ Rylan said deadly, standing

last time you tried to protect someone or do you

Rylan, rage

need protecting? If I stayed away from Axel there shouldn't be a

hell happened last time? So many questions were

"Do what he says."

a defeated sigh, his words brought me out of

"What? No way!"

the two boys glared at each

about to say something but was cut off by

to see who it was coming up

think it shocked all of us when

have a family game

wants us all downstairs in three

us all a weird

our heads in

at Rylan, giving him one last look before retreating

if he caught what she did

a few

to her it's on you.’ He smoldered before walking

to me? What am I missing here? I was about to

"Mia"

called out,

repeated now facing

"This isn't over Angel."

eyes boring

your breath; I said a lot more confident than I felt underneath his

I heard him shut his bedroom door before following me down the stairs, I didn't take him as the

kitchen, saying that Wyatt is going to have a breakdown if we

kitchen and saw Kina, Phoenix, Indy, and Rylan already

chair by Phoenix and sat it down next to me, sandwiching me between them and Angelo was sat across from me next

because Axel was

of his closeness, it was making me squirmy and I knew

my shoulder accidentally bumped into his, sending little sparks down

felt like an eternity Wyatt came

table, dust flew

you,’ Rylan told

away embarrassed, her cheeks

guys ready to

Wyatt cockily asked everyone.

heads or in

box, throwing it over his

spoke with a wicked grin on his face Jntbloloidaiciciaidaiok

her property for the third

cost

evilly at

chair and flipped the bored of the table, sending the little

"Fuck Monopoly!"

walking out the

that's why we stopped having family game

laughed, shaking

"What a diva"

Indy smiled.

should go talk to

signed getting up and walking

with him cursing and muttering under his breath every time he landed on a

really fun and

my hand felt like it was on fire, I quickly looked

froze looking at it, my hand was

with a confused look on my face, Axel noticed me staring and

from his but his grip would tighten not allowing me

Axel stands up and starts heading towards

out of my chair not

looked back at the table their confused

"What are you doing?"

he toed me up

it wasn't

could hear the smirk on his

you have to make a scene like that? Everyone was watching.’ I huffed

"I don't care."

hand

do,' I

sounds like

He snapped.

words, I tried to remove my hand from him again but he still wouldn't let go I just wanted to go

I

looked at me amused, humor

problem? Why can't he pick an emotion and stick with it? "Make

He taunted me.

made my blood boil like he knew all

"Fine.

shoulders, if he wants me

his eyebrows at me, not expecting me