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.

door open slightly but I guess Rylan got impatient cause he roughly

Rylan snapped at Axel.

unbothered by him and look rather annoyed

gray shirt with black sweats that hung loosely

weird seeing him in something

most

"You told him?"

snapped

talking to you, not her’ Rylan spoke

looked back over Rylan

hallway but instead, Axel just rolled his dark chocolate eyes at Rylan before bring his attention

"You."

being as calm

"We need to talk."

said gritting his

"Alone"

eyes snapping

a hint can

I blurted out.

someone goes out of there way to avoid someone that probably means

don't care

me, I could tell I

deadly,

honestly think you can protect her? Do you remember what happened last time you tried to protect someone or do you need me

up to Rylan,

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

hell happened last time? So many questions were running wild in my

"Do what he says."

words brought me out of my

"What? No way!"

said stubbornly watching the two boys glared at

but was

our heads turned to see who it

it shocked all of us when we saw it

a family game

us all downstairs in

continued, giving us

heads in unison letting her know we

as Kina smiled shyly at Rylan, giving him one last

to see if he caught what she did

a few moments, Rylan

it's on you.’ He

missing here? I was about to follow Rylan down the stairs but Axel stopped me in the

"Mia"

called out,

repeated

"This isn't over Angel."

boring into

breath; I said a lot more confident than

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

the kitchen, saying that Wyatt

Phoenix, Indy, and Rylan

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

scoot closer to Rylan because Axel was basically sitting on top of

to play a game? I was hyper-aware of his closeness, it was making me squirmy and I knew he noticed because he looked over at

Really Mia? I let out a small gasp as my shoulder accidentally bumped

Wyatt came into the room holding the game

game onto the kitchen table, dust flew

you,’ Rylan

embarrassed,

guys ready to

Wyatt cockily asked everyone.

nodded their heads or in Phoenix's

the box, throwing it over his

games begin.’ He spoke with a wicked grin on his face

he landed on her property for

going to cost

smirked evilly at

and flipped the bored of the table, sending

"Fuck Monopoly!"

walking

we stopped having family game

shaking his

"What a diva"

Indy smiled.

should go talk to

up and walking

game was filled with him

really fun and I enjoyed

felt like it was on fire, I quickly looked

it, my hand was tingling like

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

from his but his grip would

heading towards the stairs, still holding onto

fell out of my chair not expecting

at the table their confused faces

"What are you doing?"

he toed me up

told you it wasn't over

could hear the smirk on his

have to make a scene like that? Everyone was watching.’ I huffed as we made it to the

"I don't care."

simply, his hand still wrapped around

do,'

like your

He snapped.

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

I

just looked at me amused, humor shining in his

he pick an emotion and stick with it?

He taunted me.

boil like he knew all the tight bottoms to

"Fine.

he wants me to make him,

eyebrows at me, not expecting me to