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Unspoken Truths - Part VIII

Axel's POV:

It's been a few days since Mikee messaged me that she was ready to talk. Every moment since then, I've been waiting for her to bring it up, but she hasn't yet. There's an odd silence between us, like she's waiting for the right time. But I can tell it's eating at her.

We've exchanged texts and messages, but I know she's holding back. I'm patient. I don't mind waiting. The thought of being with her keeps me grounded. I'll be there when she's ready.

But I also know that if I keep waiting too long, it might be too late.

So I'm heading to the coffee shop now, where she said she'd be, and I'm hoping today's the day she finally opens up.

Mikee's POV:

I'm sitting in the corner of the café, stirring my coffee absentmindedly. It's been a whole week since I told Axel I was ready to talk, but now that the moment's here, I'm not so sure anymore. My heart is racing, my palms are sweating. This is it.

What if I tell him everything, and he runs away? What if he doesn't see me the same way?

I try to take deep breaths, but the anxiety is overwhelming. There's a part of me that's terrified of being vulnerable. I've been hurt before. Will Axel understand?

I pull my phone out of my pocket and see a message from Angie.

"Girl, I'm rooting for you. He's not going anywhere. You just need to trust him. Tell him everything. You'll feel better after."

I smile at Angie's message, even though my heart is still in knots. She's been so supportive through all of this, reminding me that I deserve someone who loves me for who I am, baggage and all.

I look up from my phone and see Axel walking in. He spots me immediately and gives me that soft, reassuring smile that makes my heart skip a beat.

He walks over and sits across from me. "Hey, Mikee."

I nod, trying to calm my nerves. "Hey, Axel."

He's not pushing me. He's just sitting there, patiently waiting. But I know this is it. I can't keep pretending everything's fine. I have to let him in, no matter how scary it is.

Angie's POV:

I'm at the boarding house, sitting in the common area, scrolling through my phone. I can hear Mikee and Axel's voices faintly through the walls, and it sounds like they're having one of those serious talks. You know, the kind where you can't hear the words but you know they're saying something important.

I pick up my phone and send a message to Sandro, who's always been the one I talk to when things get complicated.

"Hey, have you heard from Axel lately?"

Sandro replies almost instantly.

"Yeah, he's been texting me about Mikee. He seems really serious about her. They're both kinda avoiding the subject of their pasts, but I can tell they like each other."

I roll my eyes at that. "Avoiding the past? That's a disaster waiting to happen. You know Mikee, right? She's been through a lot. I'm worried Axel doesn't realize how much she's hiding."

Sandro's response is quick. "I get it, Angie. But Axel's different. He's not like other guys. If anyone can get Mikee to open up, it's him."

I sigh. "I hope you're right, Sandro. I just want Mikee to be happy. She deserves it."

Sandro's POV:

I'm sitting at my desk, looking at the screen of my phone as I read Angie's message. I know she's right. Mikee's been through more than any girl should have to go through. And it's not just the heartbreak—there's also the stuff with her family, the trust issues.

But Axel? He's a good guy. He doesn't play games like I do. He actually wants to build something real with her.

I think about what Axel said to me last week. "I just want to be there for her. I want her to know she can trust me."

That's the kind of guy Axel is. He's different. He doesn't care about Mikee's past. He just cares about her.

I lean back in my chair, staring out the window. The quiet between me and Axel's relationship feels like it's growing into something bigger than both of them, and I wonder if Mikee even knows how much Axel's already invested in her. He's not playing around. He's all in.

Mikee's POV:

"So," Axel says, breaking the silence between us. "I know we've talked a lot these past few days, but I feel like there's something you're not telling me. You don't have to if you're not ready, but... I just want you to know that I'm here for you."

I swallow hard. His words cut right through the wall I've been trying to build around my heart. I can feel the weight of my past pressing on my chest, and I know that if I don't open up now, I never will.

"I—" My voice falters. "I don't know how to say this, Axel. I've been hurt before, and it wasn't just one person. It was... my ex, my family. It's just hard to trust people, you know?"

Axel's gaze softens. "I get it. Trust isn't something that comes easy. You don't have to tell me everything all at once. I just want you to know I'm not going anywhere."

I take a deep breath and finally, I say it. "My ex, he—he cheated on me. And it wasn't just once. He lied to me over and over again, and every time, I forgave him. But the last time, I couldn't. I couldn't keep pretending like everything was okay."

I pause, trying to steady myself, but the floodgates are opening. "And my family... they weren't supportive. They made me feel like I was always the problem, like nothing I did was good enough. So, when I left, it felt like... I was losing everything."

Axel doesn't interrupt. He just listens. He doesn't make me feel stupid or weak for crying. And for the first time in a long time, I feel like someone sees me. Like someone understands.

Sandro's POV:

I'm sitting at the bar with a couple of friends, trying to distract myself from the fact that Axel's talking to Mikee right now. I wonder if he's still holding onto that whole "be there for her" thing. I mean, he's a good guy, but we all have limits, right?

My phone buzzes again, and this time, it's from Axel.

"Hey, I need to talk to you later. Can we meet up? I'm not sure what to do next with Mikee. She just told me everything."

I stare at the message for a moment. So it's happening. Mikee finally opened up. I can't help but feel a little proud of Axel. He's doing what most guys would be too scared to do: stick around, even when it gets tough.

I type a quick reply: "Yeah, I'll be at the usual spot. Come by when you can. We'll talk."

Axel's POV:

I look at Mikee as she wipes her eyes, trying to hold herself together. She's been through so much.

"Mikee, you don't have to carry all of this alone," I say softly. "I know it's hard. But I want you to know that I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

She nods slowly, like she's absorbing my words. "I'm sorry, Axel. I just didn't want to burden you with all of this. I've been carrying it for so long, I didn't know how to let it go."

I reach across the table, gently holding her hand. "You're not a burden. You're not alone, okay?"

For the first time in a long while, Mikee looks up at me with a small smile. It's weak, but it's real. And for me, that's enough.