"I can't believe I'm moving to the UK." I mutter quietly to myself for the fifth time in a row as I pack my bags.
Axel sighs and stands up from the bed, walking up to behind me. He wraps his arms around me, slowly massaging my tummy. "Look, if you really don't want that...", he begins, but trails off and I whirl around, laying my palms on his shoulders.
"No! I want it, it's just kind of... Scary. I've lived my whole life in the US, never left the mainland and for the first time that I'm leaving, I'm never coming back. I've always loved pictured of London, and English movies and their culture, but what if I hate it there when I see it with my own eyes?" I
"What the hell are you doing here?" Dad growls at the coach, who simply smiles."Sorry, Daniel, I'm just taking back what's always been mine."I try to pretend I didn't hear his words, but I can't when my dad lounges at him with full speed."You motherfucker, who the fuck do you think you are?! That's still my wife!" dad shouts, bashing coaches head into the floor with full force.I gasp, sure that he knocked him out, but coach
Axel's P.O.V."Wow, this place is a mess." Sophie whispers when we enter the house and I can't do anything but agree.The place looks like shit; it's completely wrecked up. It's obvious that some fuckers have broken in through the windows. I'm guessing it was teenagers who had nothing better to do with their time.I swallow a gulp in my throat and ignore the feelings flooding through me at a sight of my childhood home broken."
Sophie's P.O.V."Wow, this is your apartment?" I gasp at the modern and extremely expensive looking penthouse at the top of one of more popular skyscrapers in London.Axel shurgs and watches a worker carry our bags into the apartment. "I guess so. This is my first time here, so don't ask me where anything is. We should look around a bit." he suggests.I nod and almost start skipping towards one of the rooms. The first room on the left happens to be the master bedroom with a massive bed in the middle of it, and the entire wall in front of it
PART THREESophie's P.O.V.I don't know what's going on, but I don't like it.I feel so cold.
The water cascades down my shoulders. I should know the temperature of it but I just can't feel it, and it's not like it bothers me anyway.To me, the world has stopped the moment the accident happened. It all fucking stopped, and I can't fucking comprehend how everyone is still able to move, to run around the goddamned place like chickens without heads, hurrying to do whatever shit they need to attend to.That's just out of my capability to understand.
The woman who gave birth to me looks away from the love of my life, laying on the bed unconscious, and turns to look at me.Her eyes widen, like a deer caught in highlights, but as a few moments pass, they soften and fill with what seems like regret.Wow, she's a brilliant fucking actor."Axel, I just wanted to talk to you-"
Everything stops for a moment; I forget to breathe and blink, my entire focus on one small, pale hand in mine.A hand which just twitched."Sophie?" I breathe out, inspecting her face, but it's like nothing ever happened.Maybe it was just my imagination after all.
I lift my brows:"S-s-she-she's still p-pregnant?" I stutter and the nurse reluctantly nods."We think so, yes. I mean, there's definitely a heartbeat, it's just that it's so incredible. This is practically medically impossible, which is why we're all so puzzled. With a hit like that..." she trails off, but soon regains composure. "If this is actually real and god hope that the baby is okay, she will need to be as careful as possible during the pregnancy. By that I mean spend as much time as possible laying in bed, absolutely not lifting anything heavy; if possible, not lifting anything at all. We will prescribe her additional vitamins and minerals and maybe even a diet.".
The next day"Hey baby." Axel's raspy voice greets me as I open my eyes, beyond tired.Something seems different, but I can't exactly put my finger to it."Axel?" I ask, but I'm answered by a baby's cry. "Shit." Axel silently curses and I'm completely awake all of a sudden.
"This is not how I imagined spending the last day of the year." Amber groans, holding me up by my arm, Liam on the other. I can walk, but they insisted that precausion was necessary."Sorry, guys, I just- I couldn't spend another day locked inside the house without... Well you know." I muster up a shitty apology for the shitty situation I'm in.Axel's been gone a week today and I can't stand to even think about it.
Axel's P.O.V."I'm sorry, okay? Fuck, I've forgotten what it's like to ask forgiveness from people who aren't Sophie." She always caves in quite soon, thankfully."Yeah, well, I'm not fucking Sophie and that's a pitiful fucking apology, you need to do better." coach replies, shutting the door of his bedroom in my face.
Axel's P.O.V.I slam the door behind me, kicking the snow underneath my boots as I make my way to the car. I'm still hungover and my alcohol level is probably way fucking higher than it should be, which is why Catherine brought me home. She was the only one sober in the apartment and wouldn't let me drive on my own.Well, she's not here no stop me now so she can suck dick.
"You were with a woman?" I ask, careful to not let my voice break. Deep down, however, I know he wouldn't cheat on me.Would he?No, Axel wouldn't.He rolls his eyes, like the child he is. "No, I wasn't. I thought you trust - why are we even talking about this? What is he doing in our f
I push him away in shock. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" I'm beyond angry at this point and I wish I pushed him harder and he'd hit the ground. The baby inside me kicks, like he's excited."What does it look like? I'm trying to show you that he isn't the only one who can make you feel good." he responds calmly and I wonder for a second if he has an actual death wish or he's just plain dumb.I don't remember him being like this.
"You can't marry Axel, Sophie." he blurts out instead of greeting me back.I frown. What on Earth is he talking about? "What do you mean?""Don't marry Axel. Just... Don't. It's a bad idea." he says again and I'm as confused as ever. "Can I come in?" he adds after a while when I stay speechless. Not knowing what to say, I just open the door a little further, signaling him to enter.
Every drink makes my smile, my courage and my guilty conscience bigger, however I keep on drinking because as long as I'm drunk, I'm not realizing the fact that I have a kid and will soon have another. It also makes me forget that I have a serious fucking job because of a person that I threw away like garbage.I ignored all the shit that was building up and now it's overflowing.I quickly drown another glass of Whiskey to drown the guilt of calling my children shi
"This is exactly why I love you. You seem so fucking innocent and good yet here you are, in our bathroom, taking my pants off to shove my dick in your mouth." I whisper to her while we kiss, making her moan in response."I's the hormones... There are so many in my body right now, I can barely control myself." she admits, finally winning the battle with the zipper and eagerly pulling my pants and underwear down, squeezing my dick in her petite white hand.I harshly