His Scar2

"Now tell me the story. How did you get like this?" I lowered my voice as much as possible so that Axe wouldn't get emotional. I had to be good at persuading him. Otherwise, he could get out of control.

"Axe," I called out when he didn't respond or give me a short answer.

I was getting impatient, which was probably why I consciously released my hold on him until our gazes met again.

"Tell me..."

I looked deeply into Axe's heterochromia eyes that implied so much hurt. It even took me a long time to wait for his response, though in the end it was an unexpected reaction that I got.

Of course once Axe realized how we were positioned, he quickly broke away and shouted angrily at me.

"This is all your fault! If you hadn't obeyed his orders, I wouldn't have gone to the bar and-" Axe's sentence paused on its own, where instantly his eyes moved wildly-then became unfocused by staring down.

"I-" Axe's voice choked, as if he couldn't continue his sentence. Then he