Axel
I stood outside the hospital where Blake was and I was damn near trembling in my skin. I had spent nearly half of my life fighting for this country but I was afraid now? What does that say about me? I was a goddamn badass. I still am a badass, even though I didn't feel much like one at the moment. It had been a few days since my argument with Jo and Rachel tried to convince me to see him. She's under the impression that I won't be able to heal until I do. I had barely seen Jo since, only in passing and I can tell she's trying to avoid me. I walk into a room and she flees. It feels like a stab in the gut every time. I want to be near her, touch her, hug her, feel her in my arms. I want to taste her and feel her wrapped around me but I know that it's best for her to stay away. At Least
