Chapter 17: Chapter 17

XLI

Axel's P.O.V.

I slam the door behind me, kicking the snow  underneath my boots as I make my way to the car. I'm still hungover and my alcohol level is probably way fucking higher than it should be, which is why Catherine brought me home. She was the only one sober in the apartment and wouldn't let me drive on my own.

Well, she's not here no stop me now so she can suck dick.

"I would kick the shit out of you, but Sophie's right. You're not fucking worth it." I spit at Theo, still outside my house for some fucking reason.

"You know she's too good for you, Axel. Someday you'll screw it up all the way and I'll be there for her to run to." he promises, thinking he's tough as fuck but he's just a fucking pussy.

"Good fucking luck waiting for something that won't fucking happen, dick." I tell him and get into a car before I can hear him make another remark - I'm not sure if I'd be able to survive that.

I know what just happened is one big misunderstanding, that's all. I'm an asshole for lying about cheating on her, but fear and anger overtook me.

I already feel guilt washing over me, mostly because I believe Sophie.

This is going to be a shitty fucking day.

Groaning, I put into gear, driving at first without aim but after a few minutes I find myself in a driveway in front of a familiar house.

What the fuck am I doing here?

I roll my eyes at myself and push my way out of my Range Rover, knocking on the door until a familiar face pops up.

"Hey." I greet but coach doesn't look amused. "Can I come in?" it's getting hard to stand on my feet and I lean against the house.

"Are you fucking drunk?" coach frowns and opens the door for me to enter, so I do so without an explanation.

I lay down on the first couch I see, covering my face with my hands.

"I fucked up." I say after a while and open my eyes to see coach leaving the room.

"Okay? I'm not talking to you until you apologize." he retorts and disappears from my sight.

Stubborn ass.

***

"Liam? Hi." I greet my best friend over the phone.

"Sophie, hey! What's up? Is everything okay?" he asks immediately, concern lacing through his voice. This is what I get for calling him everytime I have problems.

"Yeah. I mean, no. I'm gonna be fine, I was just wondering if you were going to be coming for a visit with Amber, I'm due soon and I want you to be one of the first people to see my baby." It's true, but it's not the whole truth.

I need them here with me if Axel isn't going to be here, god knows I can't tell my dad about our relationship problems.

He's silent for a few moments, probably talking to AMber, and then his voice comes back through. "You know, if you were just a little bit more patient it would do you good sometimes. We have a ticket and were planning on surprising yoi, but yeah. We'll be in UK tomorrow morning." I can hear him rolling his eyes and I can't help but squeal in excitement.

"Oh, that's so great! I can't wait. See you tomorrow, then!"

I spend the rest of the day snuggling up to Wolfie and watching Desperate Housewives, trying hard to keep Axel off my mind, and failing hard.