Never Stop Fighting

Chapter 10

   Even though Axel fell asleep after a few more movies, I was wide awake, too afraid to even move as his breath cascades down my neck.

   I knew I would get in trouble if I moved away, yet I didn't want to stay in this position much longer. I wanted nothing more than to stretch.

   A small plan formed in my mind.

   With a devious smile, I closed my eyes, then moaned and moved a little as if I was asleep and trying to get in a better position, which worked, not trying to boast or anything.

   I felt him stir and lift his head, slightly tightening his grip on me. I keep still and steady my breathing. His hand gently traced the red mark on my cheek.

   "In sorry about hitting you, Babygirl. I just can't have you leave," he thought I was still asleep and to my shock, he sounded sincere. His voice broke at the end, but I reminded myself not to fall for it.

   I felt him trying to stand and shift me around until I was up against his neck with my legs wrapped around him with his arms supporting me.

   I absolutely and utterly hated, no, detested being carried like this, with a passion. I felt like a baby. It made me feel weak and useless, like I couldn't do anything by myself, but I kept to myself, keeping the act of faking sleep.

   I felt him walk up the steps and heard the door opening, before I was set on the bed and the comforter tucked over me.

   I sighed when my face hit the warm, soft pillow and I wrapped my arms around it. I could hear him chuckling at me, but I didn't care.

   I heard the bathroom door open and shut and in a few minutes, I felt the bed dip and soon enough, much to my dismay, he pulled me against his chest. I made myself behave and soon, he quickly fell asleep.

   I was awake for two hours before the darkness overcame me.

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I was awakened by a hand rubbing my back and shoulders, it felt so good. I didn't want it to stop, but then I remembered who it was and immediately jumped up. Kicking the covers up, I turned towards him to see him smiling at me.

"Why so jumpy, Babygirl," he chuckled and grabbed my wrist, pulling me on him. He was sitting against the headboard and I was laying sideways on him, to afraid to even breath.

"Relax," he ordered as he stood up, carrying me bridal style. I kept my hands in my lap as he carried me outside the bedroom, down the stairs and into the kitchen.

He set me on the counter, standing in between my knees. I kept my head down, avoiding any eye contact.

His hand lifted and gently my face up to meet his. His eyes were filled with nothing but love. He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to my forehead, before leaning his on mine, staring intently at my eyes.

"I love you," he whispered. My heart began pounding because I detected nothing but honesty and it scared me, but I kept silent and he moved away from me, digging around in the freezer.

He found whatever he was looking for and came back to me, gently pressing something cold against my swollen cheek.

"Hold it here," He took my hand and pressed it to it.