Chapter One
I was never a morning person. If I had the opportunity, I would have done collage night class’s but for the studies of history and lore I did not have that opportunity. I never liked waking up especially when I had the worst night sleep after an all-night shift at my father’s diner but when you are woken up by a grumpy Spanish lady you don’t sprout the abuse you were pre-pared to give.
My mother never lightly tapped on doors or gently wake me up oh no, my mother opened the door with a vacuum roaring and began her morning vacuuming the room as through I was not there. It would have been to nice to wake me up any other way, every since father had passed away she kept the light morning routine harsh and loud to keep me focused. The noise once again startled me out of bed, my brain scrambling to find the strength to have me stand.
“Mama!” I shout over the roar as my ass hit the floor, I winces and rubbed my back glaring at her majesty as she continued to clean. Getting up I walked out the rage in my blood boiled as I pulled the plug from the wall and listened to the monster die.
“Que?” I heard her question followed by the rattle of the vacuum being shaken.
“Mama, What the hell! I was sleeping.” I whined entering the room once more rubbing my soar and tired eyes. She looked up at me with her hazel eyes coking an eyebrow. She had her dark brown hair in a tight and neat little bun, she was small around 5 ft and was snug in her usual light pink dressing gown and bunny slippers.
“I am sorry my little crocodile but Axel is here, you need to get ready.” Muttering under my breath, heading over to my wardrobe I had not noticed my mother had left the room still the vacuum turned on once more scaring me half to death. I glared once more at my ignorant mother as I grabbed a white blouse and some Black jeans and headed into the bathroom.
Axel and I have been dating for 9 years now, I had always made an effort when it came to him even through, he had already seen how much of a non-morning person I was. I washed my face and brushed my teeth before looking at the mess I was, I put on my clothes before pattering on some light make up such as mascara and lips gloss and allowed my wild raven hair down.
It was still a little damp from last nights shower, I gave it a brush through and followed my mother in placing it in a tight neat bun to stop it from looking so unruly. When I came out of the bathroom my mother appeared out of her room dressed and ready to work in the bank, we headed downstairs together.
My mother headed to the Kitchen to make breakfast and I headed into the front room where Axel sat on the sofa facing my older brother Michael, Michael looked exactly like farther. 6ft tall, Raven black hair like me but unlike me who holds mother hazel eyes Michael has dark silvery ones. Axel had a hardened face while Michael just looked enraged.
“Is everything Ok?” I asked looked between the too boys, Michael huffed standing up with forced. He stormed out the room and into the kitchen while muttering.
“You need to have a serious conversation with him.” I looked at Michael confused until he disappeared closing the kitchen door. Axel Caught my attention when he got up and walked over, he took my hand softly and pulled me over the sofa sitting down beside me. He was dressed in a black button up shirt with black formal trousers.
His hair sleeked back with Gel, his action where warm but his brown eyes with gold flecks seems cold as they looked over me. it reminded me of the first time we had met, “Is everything ok? You guys are scaring me.” I chuckled lightly with a smile but he made no move to reassure me everything was ok. “Axel?” I spoke with more stern in my voice.
He shook his head and offered a small yet cold smile to try and ease me but it only made it worse, a crash from the kitchen made me jump. Looking round at the door that was still firmly shut Axel squeezed my hand lightly for attention. His face softer but his eyes still cold.
“There is something I have to tell you Liz,” he sighed, his voice spoken my nickname that almost seemed foreign to us both. My heart raced as my worst nightmare was about to come true. He was going to break up with me.
I pulled my hands from his and wrapped them around myself as if it created a shield for the bad news to come, “o-ok” I stumbled of the short word as my nerves crept around my body like a child in the middle for the night sneaking home. I never knew what Axel saw in me, he was super model looking where I? I was like the dorky groupie that follows boy bands around. Not literally of course not actually into that type of thing.
“I am going to be a father.” His news didn’t just shock me it broke me heart into a million pieces, for 9 years I had been waiting for him to be ready to move in and start a family even to get married and here he was sleeping with another women?
“W-why?” I didn’t stop the tears that seeped up and out of my eyes, “H-how could you do this!” I stood for the sofa with force grabbing the closest thing to me a cushion, as childish as it was I used to and hit him over and over my sorrow turning to anger,.
“How many women have you cheated on me with!” I screamed finally stopping and looking him in the eye.
“I haven’t...” before he continue to lie to me.
“Don’t lie, you have no need to now. It’s not like we are together anymore, right? That’s what you came here to do, break up with me.” I hiccupped through the sob.
“N-no, I didn’t want to break up… I just…” he started but it was my brother this time who stopped him.
“Axel, answer her questions and get the fuck out of our house.” I looked over to him, his knuckles bloody. My mother was no where to be found but by the smell she was cooking.
