Axel's P.O.V.
Deep breaths.
In, out. In, out.
Come on. It's not like it's fucking hard.
But it is, it is, it really fucking is.
Still keeping my eyes shut, I refuse to move. I'm still, pretending not to be awake at the moment. Actually, I think I'm trying not to fucking be alive right now. I don't really want to breathe. It seems like it would be useless, kind of just prolonging the inevitable. I woke up half an hour ago without the f
