Days pass by without me realizing what's actually going on. I am nothing but a mere spectator, watching somebody else's life unroll in front of my eyes. I am trapped in a shell - a shell made of my deepest fear.
It's amazing what fear can do to a person; it has led me to kill and now to stop living my life and just become a fragment of what I used to be, waiting for something to happen.
Waiting for police to lock me up and accuse me of murder and to make me spend
Sophie's P.O.V.A picture.In my hand, there is a picture and on it is a beautiful girl. She has blue eyes, dark long hair - she's beautiful, especially with the way she's smiling at the camera.She looks kind, someone I'd like to get to know and probably become friends with. She looks
Soph's P.O.V.I never noticed how many policemen there are in London - I knew there were a lot of them, but this is just amazing. There had to be at least a hundred in this building, and there's about 15 police stations around London.They keep rushing up and down the place, not caring about any of us or trying to help us and after a while, we manage to grab attention of the person sitting behind the desk, above which there's a big sign "Information".
Sophie's P.O.V.I squeal as Axel lifts me in his arms and starts carrying me upstairs. "What are you doing?" I exclaim, laughing.He doesn't reply, instead he just begins to move more quickly upstairs and into our bedroom.Carefully, he sits me down on the bed and presses his lips to mi
Axel's P.O.V."Okay, what did you do with the gun?" Biden asks me, writing things down on the paper.We were currently at his house in case the police managed to install microphones or anything in my home. It was safer to discuss everything here.I thought about it for a second. "I took
The moment Biden and I walk into the police station, everybody's eyes glue onto me, watching my every move and for the first time, I hate the feeling.This is so much different than the way I'm watched when I'm walking to the boxing ring in front of thousands, and I don't like it at all."Follow me." the same policeman tells us curtly as we walk up to him, and he leads me to the same room, the room that might just give me nightmares.
I stare speechless at the picture on the ugly fucking desk, praying to god that there aren't any more, but of fucking course god never listens to me, and so Daniel puts picture after picture on the desk, on each one more visible that I'm driving the car."Do you know what this means?" the dick asks and leans forward, looking me in the eyes. "You lied, Dave, if that's even your name. Didn't your momma teach you not to lie?"I can't control it - in a second I'm in h
Third person's P.O.V.I take Leon into my hands and swirl him around in the air, making him laugh in joy."More, mommy, more!" he cheers as I put him on the ground, lifting his small arms up towards me and unable to resist his charm, I swirl him around again. He laughs like he's having the fun of his life and I can't help but laugh as well.
Axel's P.O.V."I'm gonna murder you. Trust me. As soon as I get out of this shit hole. If you can violate my fucking human rights, I'll violate yours and shot a bullet through your hairy fucking asshole." I threaten the security guard, not having the power to scream any more, and he doesn't wince either. Over the past day, he's heard much worse threats come out of my mouth - they're all making my situation worse, but I cannot help myself - all I can see is Sophie screaming in pain in the hospital, losing our baby and me not being able to be there for her because of my shit habits and shit history.
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