Make You Mine

Six

Violet woke up to the phone ringing. She ran to it. It could be Axl. It could be Axl. she thought.

"Hello." 
"Violet." 
"Axl! You're alright! I was so worried about you. Where are you?" 
"I'm at Izzy's house. 144 Oak Road." 
"I'll be there in a minute." 

Violet threw on some clothes and raced to Izzy's house. She wanted nothing more but to hug and kiss Axl. 

She ran up the driveway and saw Axl sitting on the steps. He ran to her and engulfed her in a hug and kissed her head. "Axl, I was so worried," Violet said wrapping her arms around Axl's neck. Axl closed his eyes and put his forehead on Violet's. He wrapped his arms around Violet's waist. "They didn't hurt you did they?" Violet asked running her hands down Axl's chest. "No. I'm alright," Axl said. "What about Izzy?" Violet asked. "Izzy was hurt pretty bad. But he's alright now," Axl said. 

They walked down the street hand in hand. Axl's eyes were dark and he looked nervous. Every few seconds, Axl would squeeze Violet's hand. "Axl, baby, are you alright?" Violet asked. "I'm fine," Axl said closing his eyes for a second before reopening them. "You seem nervous," Violet said. "I'm fine okay!" Axl said loudly. Then he squeezed Violet's hand again and sighed. "Sorry," he whispered. "Hey, it's alright," Violet said.

Violet let go of Axl's hand so she could go back inside her house. "Vi," Axl said. "Yeah," Violet replied. "I love you," Axl said. Violet smiled and grabbed the collar of Axl's shirt and smashed her lips against his. Axl smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. 

Axl stepped away. "I'll come and see you soon," he said. Violet nodded. "Please do," she said. 

She watched sadly as Axl disappeared into his house. 

Violet walked into her empty house. Why couldn't you stay here, Axl? She wondered. 

It's not like Axl liked being at his house anyway. All he went for were his siblings. He never told Violet why he didn't like it there. He never told her about his home life. And he got upset when she asked him over again. 

Why do you care? It's not your problem! You shouldn't care! 

But then he'd apologize for lashing out. If he cussed her out or yelled at her, he'd begin to cry and say he was a horrible boyfriend and then he'd be gone for two or three days before returning to check on Violet. 

And then Violet would cry and hug and kiss Axl and tell him never to run off again because she loved him. She would tell him he was the best boyfriend anyone could ever have. 

And then they would be happy. They'd laugh and crack jokes and everything would be okay. 

Violet couldn't wait until they were eighteen and then they could move in together and no more tears would be shed. Unless they were happy tears. 

And Axl would be in a band and he'd travel the world. And he'd call me every night and tell me about the wonderful tour life is. And then he'd return home and we'd cuddle the entire day and then we'd go out on a date the next day. And be happy, Violet thought.