Envy, trust, fabrication, deception, betrayal ... can love thrive with depraved intentions skulking at every corner?
Can a relationship survive the turmoil of a begrudged heart?
Will Axle locate his love? Will Eric and Shelly sail off into the sunse...
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Axle's POV
"I don't give a fuck Shelly. She's staying with me," my nostrils flared with rage.
Flinging her arms in the air, "Axle, be reasonable. She can barely look at you."
My fury skyrocketed at her words, "You can't give her the care that I can," banging on my chest like a neanderthal, in a childish attempt to prove something.
"What the hell does that mean?" Her face twists in confusion with eyes slicing.
"My time is flexible, for as long as she requires. A nurse will be provided around the clock." Striding mere inches from her face, "Whatever her necessity... I CAN provide," my patience is wearing thin.
Taking a step back she proceeds octaves lower, "Look, your need to contribute to her recovery is understandable. Especially, given the circumstances but is this what's best for her?"
"Of course it's what's best for her," I spew matter of factly.
"No Axle. I mean... being with you," she whispers the last three words.
Taken aback by her comment, I allow a moment for her words to permeate my mind. I've been so engulfed about having her close, I have yet to ponder whether or not, if it is truly what is best for her. Given a moment to contemplate, taking all things into account, of course it is, being within my company is what she requires.
It's essential she's aware of my unyielding love for her. It's exigent she's made abundantly aware that I love her... unconditionally. She's... everything to me. I need to make amends for everything that has transpired.
Huffing out a huge breath, "Look Shelly, I understand your concern but I can provide for her more than anyone else. You can reside at my home if need be but she must stay with me. I can't... she can't... it's imperative for her to be within reach... please." My eyes burn with desperation.
"Okay," she huffs a defeated breath. "I'll talk with her and see how she feels. How about we let her decide?"
Shutting my eyes, I nod in agreement with the tiniest part of me convinced, given her current state, she'll be disinterested in residing with me. "Alright, but please... try to convince her. I need her, Shelly. I need to be there for her."
With one quick nod, Shelly disappears, slowing my heartbeat with each second she's departed.
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