-Chapter Eight-

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I wake up with a strong pair of arms around my waist. Axel. I look around his room and memories of last night come flooding back. The fight. My father hitting me. Mikey dropping me here. Axe being scared out of his mind. Him promising to protect me. Giving me clothes to sleep in. And guilt. Lots and lots of guilt.

Axel stirs behind me and I feel a breath on my neck.
"Morning, beautiful." I instantly get nervous.
"H-Hey." My Hans go clammy and I start to shake.
"Are you ok?" Axel asks, sitting up in the bed.
"U-Uh Yeah. I j-just need the b-bathroom." I stumble out of his bed and into his bathroom. I close the door and slide down it until I'm siting on the cold tiles. It's not fair that I'm doing this to him. Of course I love him, I love him with everything I have, but the person he loves isn't even real. I spot my clothes from last night across the floor. I pull my phone from my bag and text Mikey.
'Are you ok? Please please please come and get me. I'll explain later.'
I look across to my clothes and sigh. I pull on the jeans and pick up the shirt. As soon as I see Axels name on the back, I feel sick. I can't wear this. He won't want me to when he finds out...
I end up pulling it over my head because it's the only thing I've got. I check my phone and see a reply from Mikey.
'I'm ok. Of course. Be there in 2'
I sigh in relief. I guess I can sit in here until he gets here. I throw my head against the door and wait.

I hear his car pull in the driveway and stand up. Just take a deep breath. I tell my self. It's all ok. I squeeze my eyes shut and reach out for the door handle. It's ok. I open my eyes and step back into his room. Axel is pacing. He looks up at me and sees that I'm in my clothes.
"Where are you going? What's wrong?" He asks, making his way to me.
"Thank you so so so much, Axel, but going home." I reply quietly.
"Wha..? He's not making you is he? He can't make you! I told you I'd protect you!" He starts to get angry. My heart wrenches in my chest and my head falls to the ground.
"No it's not that. I need to be with Mikey right now. It's just as hard for him as it is for me." I reply, avoiding eye contact. I feel his warm fingers on my chin and my head is slowly being lifted back up.
"Call me whenever ok? Any time, I'll be there." There goes the guilt again. I nod, not knowing what to say. He leans in to kiss me. I quickly turn my head and his lips brush my cheek. He looks at me, confusion and worry in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry." I mumble before bolting from his room and out into the front yard. I literally throw myself into Mikeys car, just wanting to get out of there.

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Five minutes later and I'm sitting on a swing next to Mikey, my hands running through my hair.
"I feel terrible, Mikey. He given me everything. Nothing but time and effort and love. And I've been lying to him! The person he loves so much isn't even real! I love him, heck, I love him too much. Ughhh. What am I going to do?!" I throw my head into my hands.
"Look, Aspen. He loves you. Anyone can see that he loves you. You'd be stupid not to think so. And you also love him. So much, I can see that. But what you are doing is wrong. And now you know that. You have to tell him. He deserves to know, Aspen. Tell him the truth."

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A/N
What do you think will happen?
Also Cam, get off yo ass and message me!! Jk 😂❤❤❤

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