A few weeks later
The space was small, smaller than I would expect a court room to be. If I remember correctly, the one back in the states was bigger than this one.
I felt hideous, dressed in prisoner's clothing while everyone around me wore suits. The guards didn't allow me to wore one myself because they're a bunch of miserable dicks and want to see others miserable, too.
"So what now?" coach asks me as we drive through the city, getting rid ourselves of paparazzi.It's starting to snow pretty hard outside, so I turn on the windshields and the heating up in my baby, exhaling out.Breathing free air as a free man."The plan now is," I glance at him,
Suppressing the grin on my face, I scold her for her language - I'm the bad one, she's the good one and I like it like that besides, her cursing makes me want to do things to her that are inappropriate for the time and place."Let's get you to bed," I lead her towards her room, "and you can get on my nerves further when you're laying down.""I don't know why you insist on carrying me." she stubbornly protests with words though I can tell her body is thankful. "Eve
I wake up with a start, breathing heavily. What the fuck was that all about?Sophie stirs next to me and opens her eyes. "What is it?" she asks softly.I gulp in an attempt to calm down my harsh breathing, and I shake my head in dismissal. "Nothing, bad dream."Rubbing my hand ove
Silence spreads around us like a thick spider web, turning into an endless moment in time and making me unable to breathe. The brown eyes of the toddler seem to be mocking me, destroying me and breathing life into me at the same time."You look like my daddy on the photo." he explains, speaking with difficulty because of his young age.I finally shift my focus to his mother and it suddenly all makes sense.
"Daddy, why is your hair so long?" Leon asks and I spit out the tea back into the cup."Because the ladies like it that way." I reply and he grins. "I'm sure they don't like you only because of your hair."I tilt my to the side, shrugging. "I's probably because of my face as well, don't you think?" I ask him and he nods enthusiastically.
"Whiskey." I plop down on the bar chair, behind the bar. This place looks like a dump, a place where someone like me shouldn't be in because they'd get kidnapped or something, but I'm hoping none of these are actually stupid enough to attack me.I set the phone on the bar and it starts ringing immediately, bold letters "COACH" appearing on the screen. Right, practice.I shove the phone back into my pocket.
"Axel! What are you doing? You scared me!" Sophie sits up on the bed against the headboard and crosses her arms on her chest.I stagger in, leaning with my hand on her bed. "Do you think I'm a bad person?" I slur with my words and a frown forms on her beautiful face. I notice that her hand is rubbing her tummy in a calming motion."Are you drunk?" she asks me in response and I shake my head but because it immediately makes me sick to my stomach, I stop doing that.
"Oh, my god." I wince and cover my eyes with my hand to shield them from the burning light outside. Fucking hangover."Morning." I hear Sophie's voice from right next to me, and I look down to meet her icy blue eyes. "How did you get in here last night, Axel?" she asks and I shrug."No idea. Can't remember shit."
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