Could You Love Me

Could You Love Me {XXXI}

"I don't even know his name Imogen. I can't do anything."

She shook her head, refusing to accept that. "Axel will know who he is."

Before I could even beg for her to stop, she was up in a flash, dialing Axel's number quickly as she walked out of my room.

I heard her muffled angry voice through the walls, indicating that Axel picked up and was no doubt on his way over. I didn't want to see him, I didn't want to think about how he hurt me Friday night, I didn't want to think about anything from Friday night.

But I couldn't seem to escape it.

Less than ten minutes later, the sound of an engine roaring then cutting off was heard out front, and I knew it was Axel.

Imogen appeared in my room again, Axel in tow, but I couldn't find the courage to look at him.

"I'll leave you two." Imogen said quietly, squeezing my hand reassuringly before walking back out of the door.

"Oktober ... what happened?" Axel questioned,
his hand reaching out to cup my face only to have me flinch, making him back away.

"Why are you curious now as to what happened with me? You sure haven't cared all week."

A flash of hurt came across his features before he clenched his jaw.

"Of course I cared, O. Of course I care. I thought you were still angry and I was giving you time to cool down. Don't think for a second that I wasn't worried about you." Axel replied, his deep voice making goosebumps appear all over my skin, causing me to pull my blanket tighter around me.

"Well I'm fine, you can go now." I lied, still not looking at him.

"Imogen wouldn't of called me over here if were 'fine'." Axel argued, making my anger with him grow.

"Do you really wanna know what happened Axel?" I snapped, leaving the comfort of my bed to shove him. "You left me for some slut who could give you a 'great time in the bedroom', and then expected to come back to me when you two were done. So I walked home by myself, and you wanna know what happened?!" I yelled, my skin burning from how hot I felt. "I was almost raped Axel! I was almost raped again! Look here's the bruises since you want to know everything." I seethed, aggressively yanking my shirt down so he could my black and purple bruises.

"Oh and don't forget these." I laughed like a maniac, lifting up my shirt to reveal the bruises on my stomach, feeling the tears pour out of my eyes. "So you can leave now you know what happened."

I looked up at him through the tears in my eyes to see his unreadable expression. His jaw was clenched and fist were balled, but his eyes held worry as they watched me sob.

He caught me in his arms as my sobs got to be too much, and at that point I was heaving.

Anxiety attack.

"Shh, O it's okay." He whispered as he rubbed my back reassuringly. "It's gonna be alright, no ones going to hurt you anymore. I swear on my life."

After a few minutes of calming down, I pulled away from him, standing up abruptly.

"You should probably lea-"

"Tell me who did it." He ordered, cutting me off.

"Axel I-"

"Don't. Tell me who did it Oktober."

The tone in his voice made me shiver and the look in his eyes were dark.

He was angry.

"I don't know his name. It was the guy from the Snake Pit who knew who I was, before the fight broke out."

That was all I had to say before Axel was out of my room and down the stairs, heading for his car.

He sped out of the driveway, the tires screeching as he raced off to wherever he was going, leaving me praying that he would be okay.

Whoever the guy was, he was obviously dangerous, and probably smart enough to know that Axel would come for him, and I hope Axel knew that too.

"He'll be fine, Chase and the boys are right behind him." Imogen assured me, looking up from her phone as she sat down next to me. "I know you didn't want to tell anyone O, but we had to. There was no way I was going to let this asshole get away with that. You don't deserve this shit, O."

I don't know what I deserve.

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