Suppressing the grin on my face, I scold her for her language - I'm the bad one, she's the good one and I like it like that besides, her cursing makes me want to do things to her that are inappropriate for the time and place."Let's get you to bed," I lead her towards her room, "and you can get on my nerves further when you're laying down.""I don't know why you insist on carrying me." she stubbornly protests with words though I can tell her body is thankful. "Eve

Silence spreads around us like a thick spider web, turning into an endless moment in time and making me unable to breathe. The brown eyes of the toddler seem to be mocking me, destroying me and breathing life into me at the same time."You look like my daddy on the photo." he explains, speaking with difficulty because of his young age.I finally shift my focus to his mother and it suddenly all makes sense.

"Whiskey." I plop down on the bar chair, behind the bar. This place looks like a dump, a place where someone like me shouldn't be in because they'd get kidnapped or something, but I'm hoping none of these are actually stupid enough to attack me.I set the phone on the bar and it starts ringing immediately, bold letters "COACH" appearing on the screen. Right, practice.I shove the phone back into my pocket.

"Oh, my god." I wince and cover my eyes with my hand to shield them from the burning light outside. Fucking hangover."Morning." I hear Sophie's voice from right next to me, and I look down to meet her icy blue eyes. "How did you get in here last night, Axel?" she asks and I shrug."No idea. Can't remember shit." 

"What are you doing here?" I don't bother with faking a smile back - he has nothing over me so there's no reason for me to act as if I like him. God knows I hate his ass.I open the door slightly wider to step outside and almost walk into a tall blond woman. "Oh, sorry, I'm Joanne." She reaches out her hand to me and I ignore it, not even bothering to introduce myself.Whose fucking brilliant idea was for them to come here?