Those Bloody Tears

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty One

I wish he was ready. I wish Axel hadn’t traumatized him. I wish he wasn’t recovering from bulimia. I wish things could go my way when they haven’t in so long. I lie there watching the tiny boy beside me sleeping. I was mesmerized by the gentle rise and fall of his chest. He looked like a perfect angle sleeping, but unfortunately, I couldn’t watch him forever my bladder simply wouldn’t allow it.

            After I relieved myself I went to go check on the twins. Who were still at my house, Axel failed to follow through on his threat, which isn’t too surprising. But today I would have to go down to his apartment and figure out what is going on with him. I didn’t want to leave Andy, not when I just got him back, but I’m sure he doesn’t want to be face-to-face with his violator only a few days after he was attacked. So I wrote two notes, one for the twins and one for Andy to see as soon as he woke up.

            I really didn’t want to do this. I wasn’t sure if I could without killing him, but somebody has to right? I didn’t bother knocking, I just let myself in. All the guys in the band had keys to one another’s houses in case of emergencies. I guess this was one. I didn’t spot him in the tiny living room, but it did reek of something. I checked the kitchen next and then the bedroom. With no such luck in either places, I searched the last room. The toilette. He was laying there on the bathroom floor looking rather pale. After a further inspection, I noticed his arm was banded up. He was shooting up and I’ll give you one guess what illegal substance it was.

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So not very eventful, but it does give you an idea about Axel. Good lord is this a monumental chapter though.