Sparks.
It feels as if my body is on fire, as if he is the one both igniting the flame as well as the one putting it out.
Time ceases to exist as my mind becomes fuzzy, my hands limp as he holds me.
But reality must always pull you back to what is going on and make you realize the actions taking place.
I shove him away, my blood boiling as Axel still holds me close to him. "Don't expect me to do Stockholm Syndrome s**t, Axel. You're a damn monster and have disrespected me on more than one occasion!" I snap, shoving at his chest against as the silence of the night fills the air. "You are pathetic and a coward."
My words have stung.
He's mad.
He's hurt.
His body tenses as his chest rises and falls at an abnormal rate, letting me know my last words have reached his cold heart.
Would
