6 : •it wasn't me!•

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~Axel~18

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~Axel~18

~Axel's P.O.V

I knocked on the door three times but she never answered.

I had been waiting for this lunatic to get ready for a while now. I really did not have the time-

Her parents told me she would be ready so they gave me the directions to her room.

I was just keeping my end of the deal. Pick her up and take her to school but her lazy ass wasn't up yet.

But I'll admit.

I felt a little guilty for hitting her yesterday. Our fights had gotten so brutal; no wonder we almost got kicked out.

I was an asshole for punching her, well... punching a girl.

I should've let her go and dealt with Simon myself.

Is she even a girl to begin with, cause she literally did not beat me up like one.

Ah fuck this bullshit. I was not going to apologize for being right.

They'd been crossing the line since we first met. I mean seriously, I was minding my own business, giving her a swirly what'smacallit because I thought her hair was nice.

Alright, it had been twenty minutes, what could she possibly be doing in there?

I took a deep breath and opened her bedroom door.

But before I could breathe out, my breath hitched from the shocking things I saw in that room.

Sweaty clothes in multiple piles of grey, yellow and blue.....her walls were sorta clean but there were some splatters of pesto sauce...like how even-

Jesus, her room was a mess.

I had to leap over two piles of junk. My shoes sank into a sweaty pile and I swear, they screamed for help.

Frustrated I grunted.

"Chloe I've been waiting outside for thirty min-"

What I saw freaked me out more than the state of her bedroom.

....  

Chloe was on top of Simon.

But it wasn't the way I'd expected.

She was on her stomach...well she was on top of him diagonally.

I had to tilt my head far rock the left to understand.

One part of her body was hanging from her bed...and he was also on his stomach attempting to swallow the house.

Her face was towards me somehow...

It's hard to explain...was this wrong?

Yes.

On so many levels.

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