Mated With Five Boys

"Everyone has their own ways of expression.I believe we all have a lot to say, but finding ways to say it is more than half the battle’ - Criss Jami 

I laid in bed that night staring up at the walls, my eyes didn't dare shut.

My body was still in full panic mode, I've been home for around four hours and as far as I know, Axel nor Rylan have come home yet.

I figured I would have heard Axel walk up the stairs or shut his door but every once in a while I would get out of bed and knock on his door just to be sure he hadn't sneaked in without me knowing.

Shouldn't he be home by now? He should definitely be home by now.

My brain has this really bad habit of jumping to the worst possible scenario, so It was no surprise when thoughts of them being detained behind bars or even worse, lying somewhere hurt on the mountainside struck through my head like lightning.

They're okay, I kept reminding myself.

The girls and I waited downstairs for hours, hoping they'd walk through the door at any moment but they never did.

Camila was the first to leave, she wanted to spend time with her brother before trying to sleep.

Kina went to her room shortly after that, she could barely keep her eyes open.

I would have still been down there if it wasn't for Rose telling me I needed to get some sleep.

I was confused as to how Axel has lived here for seven years and Rose seemed to be oblivious as to what is going on here, under her own roof.

A part of me believes she knows what Axel has gotten himself into but she turns a blind eye.

I mean, how can she not know? I've heard her ramble on all the time about the police showing up to drop off Axel.

I should really sleep, I had to be at the cafe in two days and the last thing I need is to have an abnormal sleeping schedule.

But between the scare of today, the boys not returning, and the memories of the man in my room I couldn't sleep.

Ever since I walked in on someone breaking into my room I've been terrified to fall asleep in here, I couldn't help but think, what if they break in while I'm asleep? I still don't understand how they got up here, I know they had a rope but my window was closed.

How could anyone humanly open a window that's on the third floor? Not to mention the rope was tied to the windowsill, indicating the person was already in my room beforehand.

So the only logical explanation I could think of was they must have walked through the front door, right? Either way, it was enough to ensure sleepless nights for me, not like I would want to sleep anyway.

My nightmares have been taking their toll too, but really, they weren't nightmares.

They were more of memories, flashbacks of the horrible people I've encountered, everything they've done to me.

My own head was forcing me to relive my torture every night like once wasn't enough.

I tossed and turned in my bed, constantly pulling the blankets over me and then moments later kicking them right back off.

I huffed and puffed and tried readjusting my pillows at least twenty times but I still couldn't get comfortable.

The sound of the single gunshot still echoed in my ears, did Axel shot Noah? Surely he wasn't that stupid to kill Noah, Axel was a lot of things but dumb wasn't one of them.

I still couldn't help but wonder why Rylan would run into the woods after knowing what was happening, it was like it was second nature to him.

As far as I knew, he wasn't apart of Black Spades, Rylan was the star of the freaking school's baseball team for the love of God! There was no way he could juggle both.

Maybe Rylan just wanted to make sure Axel was okay, which I could understand but I don't know, it just seemed weird.

I jumped in shock when my bedroom door swung open unexpectedly, I saw the tall silhouette of someone clumsily feel around the wall for the light switch.

"Ah-ha!"

They spoke childishly when they found it, flipping the switch.

A sigh of relief left my mouth when I saw it was Axel, he was safe.

I watched as he stumbled towards me, taking his shirt off in the process.

My eyes widen at his bare chest and the way his muscles tensed with each movement.

The smell of alcohol filled the room which made me ruffle up my nose in disgusted.

Axel was drunk.

I could feel my vein start pulsing as he took steps towards me, I've never been around Axel when he was under the influence of liquor.

I couldn't help but to feel on edge, I didn't have a good track record with people who were drunk.

Axel barely made it to my bed because he was swaying left and right so bad, his feet tripping over each other in the process.

Eventually, he made it close enough and belly-flopped, landing in the middle of the queen-size bed.

Axel's shoulder blades relaxed and a sigh of relief left his mouth, I looked at the dark-haired, tan-skinned boy with wide eyes.

After several moments of silence and me awkwardly trying to connect the dots, Axel spoke.

"Massage, Axel mumbled, his face buried in the mattress.

When I made no effort to move Axel's head snapped towards mine, his eyes big and round.

"Massage now!"

He demands, whining like a little baby.

I still didn't move but I was trying to fight the urge not to laugh at his crybaby behavior."Go to your room, Axel)’ I told him, pointing to the door.

talk to him while he was

"Nooooo!"

face back down in

"Please massage."

bothering to lift

you suppose

amusement dancing in

my back: He slurred, looking at

was scared if I didn't give him what he wanted he would throw

the bed granted, he was only

the only side of his body before sitting

over his smooth skin, I felt Axel shiver underneath me and I couldn't

quickly applied more pressure to his back, running my hands up and down

so soft that I could have almost mistaken it for

palms in circular motions, being

no

instructed his

rolled my eyes at him, glad he

muscles relax under my

sat

how long his eyelashes were as they rested on his

sudden urge to run my fingers through his dark, soft hair hit me out of nowhere and because I thought

hummed in pleasure as my fingers tangled themselves in his hair but when I knew

"Don't stop."

He whined.

let out a small laugh before

of his hair but not hard

that because he groaned loudly and

that was enough, I stopped playing with the top of his head and started rubbing

how long I was on top of

get off him he whimpered lowly but didn't protest, which I was

to my position before with my back against

knees to my chest and stared over at

carry his dead weight to his own bed and I

I'm insanely attractive but that doesn't mean you

voice sounding

seen trolls more attractive

picked his head

streak.’ He teased,

it tends to happen when I'm around idiots.’

"Hey!"

He huffed.

but laugh at the look on his

last Oreo right in front

Axel started, climbing up towards the front

one

crawl inside yourself on a

resting his head on an

two versions of yourself, one to protect the other’

and I aren't that different, Angel.’ He looked over

would you know

to roll my eyes at him but instead, I laid

watch you more than

eyes staring intently

for evidence that he was lying but as far as I could tell,

"You're drunk."

out,

"And you're breathtaking."

He stated simply.

swallowed hard, the look in his

look away even if I

tried to regain function of my body that always seemed to betray me and after

"Did you shoot Noah?"

compelled

at me but then sighed

"Yes."

He slurred.

hitched in my throat and I couldn't stop the panic

"Did you-"

"Did I kill him?"

Axel interrupted.

my

heads, picking at

his long fingers lift

could I protect you if I

His sharp eyes soften.

"So you didn't?"

I questioned.

"I wanted too."

He says quickly.

really

He repeated.