"Hey, get your head in the game."
"Huh..."
"AXEL!"
Axel woke up, with shallow, rasping breaths, and cold, glistening sweat running down his forehead.
"Dude? Are you OK?" A young woman called out.
Axel turned, to face her. She had long, silky, mousy brown hair, which complemented her curious, sky blue eyes, and olive skin. She was an average enough weight and size, and was none other than Ashley, his younger sister.
"Was it another one of those... Dreams?" She questioned him, gazing deeply into his watery brown eyes.
Axel nodded slightly. "Yeah. Uhm..." Axel looked nervously to Ashley, pulling his bed covers over his bare chest. "What are you doing in here?"
"You were screaming again." She simply replied, yawning, and walking over to Axel's window.
"A-again? I thought the pills would he-" It was then that Axel noticed that several colourful pills were spilled out on the carpet. "Oh. I knocked them over... When?" He asked, squinting his eyes and rubbing his head as he tried to remember.
"An hour ago. Axel," Ashley responded, leaning against the wall by his bed.
"This is no life," Axel whispered quietly.
"Huh?" Ashley inquired, with widened eyes. "What do you mean, Axel?"
"Taking pills... To cover up the pain of the past, and, everything..." Axel groaned. "And I have constant migraines from them."
"Hmm... Perhaps you need to go back to seeing a couns-"
"You can't be serious." He said, his voice sounding like that of a mad man. Not quavering, no obvious sign of... Anything. "You know I can't go there again. Last time I was there I-"
"It was just an idea Axel!" She responded, with an edge of agitation to her sharp response.
"An idea that's obvious to not work." He replied simply, as he hang his head low, scattering his hair over his eyes. "It's been 5 years..." He started, before groaning in agony, clutching his head, and falling hard onto the floor.
"What on earth is going on up there?!" Their Mother yelled up the stairs.
"A-Axel?" Ashley stuttered, as she reached for him on the floor, her face turning pale.
**
"Hey, Axel?"
"Huh?"
"You need to up your A-game!"
"What do you mean, exactly?"
"What is there to achieve if you don't keep trying? You give up too easy. You need to fight back, otherwise... You'll just be one person in millions who's life has no important purpose."
"How can I, if I only fall down trying?"
"Axel..."
"Yeah?"
"The strongest ones are the one's that fall the most, and the one's who never give up trying, no matter how many times they may fall down trying."
**
" He's been experiencing flashbacks and headaches as a result of the pills." Christina started to explain to a dark skinned man with a white beard that speckled around his chin.
" This means his body is rejecting the pills. I don't know what else i can really do for him, Christina." He replied, as he straightened out his creased grey suit, and closed his eyes in deep thought.
Christina quietly waited on a leather sofa next to Axel, who was doing all he could to obscure his face from view. Several minutes passed before the man made any sign of movement. He quietly rose from his own leather chair in which he sat, and paced towards an open window, with his hands neatly tucked behind his back. He came to a halt when he had reached the window, and quietly he gazed out into the forest scenery.
Axel sighed impatiently,
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Born To Die
Action“Hey, easy now Ashanti. Something doesn't seem right here, stay alert.†He said quietly to his dog. But before he could do anything else, he felt a tap on his shoulder, and turned around to view the face of the single man who dared oppose him. ...
