Day Twenty: Caught In Axel's Game
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Dear dairy, I couldn't bear hearing the pain in Aiden's voice, so I decided to return back to pack...
I barely made it back to my room before my legs gave out, my body sinking to the floor. My heart was racing, my chest tight, my mind spinning.
Axel’s words echoed in my head, his voice cold, calculated.
“You’re running, Aria. But you can’t escape me.”
He’d found me in the forest, his eyes dark, his face guarded. He didn’t shout, didn’t accuse.
He just stood there, watching me with that cruel, knowing smile.
Because he knew. He knew I was running... and he wasn’t going to let me.
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Like before, I fell into Axel’s Manipulation
He cornered me in the hallway the next day, his arm blocking my path, his body so close I could feel his heat.
I tried to turn away, but he caught my wrist, his grip firm, unyielding.
His voice was low, his eyes sharp. “You can’t keep avoiding me. Not after last night.”
My heart skipped a beat, my face flushing. “I... I wasn’t...” We'll I had returned back to the pack only for him to kiss me hungrily in his own room...
He laughed, his smile wicked. “Liar.”
His words cut deep, his eyes searching mine. He could see right through me... see my fear, my confusion... my desire.
He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear, his voice a whisper. “I don’t like games, Aria. But if you want to play... I’ll play.”
My body trembled, my heart racing. “Axel... please...”
He pulled back, his eyes cold, his smile taunting. “Begging already? How pathetic.”
I flinched, his words slicing deep, his cruelty leaving me breathless.
But his eyes... his eyes told a different story. There was pain there... pain he was trying to hide... behind his twisted game.
I wanted to reach out... to touch him... to see the man behind the mask.
But I couldn’t. I was too scared... too confused... too weak.
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The Trap
He didn’t let up. He watched me... followed me... cornered me. He was relentless, his presence suffocating, his gaze burning.
He played his game with precision, his moves calculated, his words carefully chosen.
He was trying to break me... to force me to confront him... to confront my heart.
He knew how to push my buttons, how to make me stumble, how to make me question myself.
He knew me... too well.
And he was using that knowledge to trap me... to keep me from running... to make me his.
But why? Why was he playing this cruel, twisted game?
Was it to win? To prove himself? Or... was it something deeper? Something darker?
I didn’t know. I couldn’t see through his mask... through his lies. But I had to. I had to see the truth... before his game destroyed me.
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The Confrontation
I found him on the balcony, his back to me, his body tense.
His power was radiating, his anger simmering beneath the surface.
I took a deep breath, my heart racing, my hands trembling.
I had to face him... to confront him... to end his game.
“Axel.”
He didn’t turn, his voice cold. “Finally decided to stop running?”
I stepped closer, my chest tightening. “Why are you doing this?”
He laughed, his shoulders shaking. “Doing what?”
I clenched my fists, my anger flaring. “This... this game... this... manipulation. Why are you trying to break me?”
He turned, his eyes dark, his face expressionless. “Because you deserve it.”
His words struck me, his voice laced with pain. “What...?”
His eyes burned, his anger raw. “You’re toying with us... with me... with my brothers. You think you can just waltz into our lives, steal our hearts, and then run away?”
I stepped back, his words cutting deep. “I... I never...”
His face twisted, his voice breaking. “You’re a coward, Aria. A selfish, weak, pathetic coward.”
My chest tightened, my tears falling. “I... I didn’t mean to hurt you...”
He laughed bitterly, his pain exposed. “Well, you did. You broke me... and now I’m breaking you.”
His words shattered me, his anger, his pain tearing me apart.
He was playing this game... because he was broken... because I broke him....
My heart ached, my guilt consuming me. “I... I’m sorry...”
He looked away, his voice quiet. “Sorry won’t fix this... it won’t fix me.”
I reached out, my hand trembling. “Axel... I...”
He flinched, his body tensing, his mask slipping. “Don’t. Don’t touch me... not unless you mean it.”
My hand fell, my heart breaking. “I... I don’t know what I feel...”
He laughed, his eyes cold. “Then figure it out... before you destroy all of us.”
He walked away, his shoulders heavy, his heart shattered.
And I was left alone... with my guilt... my pain... my love.
I was breaking him... breaking all of them... because I was too weak to make a choice.
Because I was too scared to face my heart.
So I made a Resolve, dear dairy....
I sank to the floor, my body trembling, my tears falling.
I had to stop running... I had to face them... face my heart.
Because if I didn’t... Axel’s game would destroy us all.
And it would be my fault.
I took a deep breath, my chest tightening, my heart breaking.
I had to end this... to end his pain... to end this cruel, twisted game.
No more running. No more hiding.
I would face him... face them... face my heart.
Even if it destroyed me.....do I mind? Nah! After all, I have being acting like the coward I have been labelled as.
Dear dairy, do you understand my pains? The pain of wanting to feel loved and yet to afraid of loving the person back...?
- Writer
