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 in

"Nooooo!"

throwing his face back

"Please massage."

not bothering

do you suppose I

asked him, amusement dancing

my back: He slurred, looking at me

didn't give him what he wanted he would throw a temper tantrum

long body reached past the bed granted, he was only laying in the middle

and put it on the only side of his body before sitting in the small

I felt Axel shiver underneath me and

pressure to his back, running my hands up and

so soft that I could have almost

moving my palms in circular motions, being as gentle

no too far!

instructed his words

eyes at him, glad he

relax under my touch, his body laid limp and unmoving

small scar that was sat

eyelashes were as

sudden urge to run my fingers through his dark, soft hair hit me out

hummed in pleasure as my fingers tangled themselves in his hair but

"Don't stop."

He whined.

out a small laugh before

his hair but not hard enough

liked that

head and started rubbing his neck, squeezing slightly to work out

how long I was on top of him but it felt like

to get off him he whimpered lowly but

before with

my knees to my chest and stared over at

I do now? I couldn't carry his dead weight to

I'm insanely attractive but that doesn't

sounding

more attractive than you.’ I scoffed

Angel.’ Axel picked his head up, grinning at

He teased,

around idiots.’

"Hey!"

He huffed.

at the look

like someone ate the last Oreo right in

up

not the only one hiding

the way you crawl inside yourself

head

created two versions of yourself, one

that different,

would you know

wanted to roll my eyes at him but instead, I laid down

I watch you more than I

eyes staring intently at

words, I searched his face for evidence that he was lying

"You're drunk."

pointed out, blaming

"And you're breathtaking."

He stated simply.

hard, the look in his

look away even if

regain function of my body that always seemed to betray me and after a few minutes of me threatening myself, I finally managed

"Did you shoot Noah?"

compelled

narrowed his eyes at me

"Yes."

He slurred.

I couldn't stop the panic

"Did you-"

"Did I kill him?"

Axel interrupted.

nodded my head

heads, picking at

me, Mia.‘ I felt his long fingers lift my chin to

I protect you if

His sharp eyes soften.

"So you didn't?"

I questioned.

"I wanted too."

He says quickly.

really wanted

He repeated.