Make You Mine

Five

Violet and Axl looked at the door and saw Nancy standing there. "Are you whoring around?" Nancy asked walking up to Violet. "What?" Violet asked. Nancy jerked her up and slapped her in the face. Violet fell to the ground. 

"Don't fucking touch her!" Axl yelled stepping between Violet and Nancy. "Get out of here boy!" Nancy yelled. "Fine," Axl said. He grabbed Lilly's arm and led her out. "You aren't taking her! Violet! Get back here," Nancy yelled. 

But Violet didn't listen and she and Axl walked out. "Fine, I hope you never come back either! You fucking bitch," Nancy yelled. 

"Where are we going, Axl" Violet asked wiping her tears. "You'll see," Axl said wrapping a protective arm around Violet. 

Axl took Violet to a bridge and lead her under it. "When I'm upset I used to always go under bridges and just sit and think about why I'm a fuck up," Axl said. "You aren't," Violet said. Axl ignored her and sat down tugging on her shirt so she'd sit with him. Violet sat beside Axl and laid her head on his shoulder. 

Violet was happy when she was with Axl. She forgot about the whole reason they're under the bridge in the first place. All she knew was that she liked it there.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" 

Axl and Violet turned to see a boy with shoulder-length black hair and baggy clothes looking at them. 

"Sorry, we didn't know you owned this bridge," Axl joked a smile playing on his face. The boy rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't. But nobody ever comes here but me and maybe a few druggies from time to time," the boy said. He sat under the bridge beside Axl. 

"I'm Izzy," he said. "I'm Axl, that's Violet," Axl said. "Hey," Izzy said. Violet nodded a greeting.

"Oh look, three little pinpricks sitting under our bridge," an older boy said. He looked about seventeen with messy blonde hair. He had a few others with him. "Run!" Izzy said. The three tried to get up and run but the boys and one girl blocked them and surrounded them. 

Violet hid behind Axl clutching his arm. "Leave us alone," Axl said. "Leave us alone," the girl imitated. "Should we leave them alone, guys?" the leader asked. The others in the gang laughed. "We outta beat them, Luke," one of the boys said. "Yeah," said the leader (Luke). "Beat them. But let's keep the girl. She might be a fun toy." Luke licked his lips. "Don't fucking touch her!" Axl said madly. "Ooo, a feisty one huh?" the girl said. Luke chuckled. He grabbed Axl's collar of his shirt and threw him on the ground away from Izzy and Violet. "Axl!" Violet said. She was about to run to him but Izzy stopped her. "No, Violet," he said. 

Izzy looked over at the group who was occupied with Axl then he turned back to Violet. "Listen, you run, and I'll save Axl," Izzy said holding Violet's shoulders. Violet looked back at Axl who was on the ground covering his head with his arms and taking the rough impacts of the kids kicking him. She nodded and then ran. 

She waited on the front steps of her house praying Axl and Izzy were okay. 

It was ten o'clock when Violet gave up hope of them returning that night. She cried herself to sleep thinking about all the horrible things those boys could be doing to Axl and Izzy. 

What if Axl's dead? What if they killed him and Izzy and are burying their bodies? Violet thought. As much as she wanted to say she was overreacting. She knew it could be the truth. She heard about murders every day. She knew Axl and Izzy could be dead or maybe just beaten so hard they couldn't walk. Maybe they're suffering. Maybe they're in constant pain. 

Violet began to sob. 

My Axl. My sweet Axl. Please come back. Please be okay.