Captive - Onyx martin (ebook offline reader txt) 📗

these days. It felt like it’d been years since I’d seen her.
“Wake up!” Nick laughed, kneeling down and tickling me. I squealed and jumped to my feet, rubbing my eyes.

The concert that night seemed like the fastest, shortest one yet. But that was due to my excitement and anxiousness. I was tired of the routine: wake up, eat, listen to them practice, sit backstage in the concert, go to the after-party, go back to the hotel we’re staying at, sleep and repeat.
Before I knew it, we were on the plane. This time, it was only me and Nick. Tanner and Ben took a separate flight for Michigan and Stones was headed for Pennsylvania to visit his parents. I’d fallen asleep not ten minutes into flight. I mean, it was 2:45 in the morning. I dreamt of landing in Florida, and being swept into Mom’s arms. Her face when she realized I was with her favorite rock-star! Oh, boy! She’d be the most jealous woman in the world. She’d either adore me for it, or resent me for it. Wasn’t too sure which. I probably would never know.

He brought me to Virginia Beach. To a large two-story house with baby blue walls and lots ( and I mean LOTS ) of large windows. The shingles on the roof were dirty and some even breaking off, but I didn’t care. The driveway was long and gravel and the property was full with trees. It was well hidden from nosy passer-bys.
Nick let me in and showed me around. Large living room with wood floor, 32” tv mounted on the wall facing a velvet black couch. Then there was the dining table that looked quite similar to the floor. Three metal chairs. Then the kitchen with white tile. Marble countertops and black cabinets. Small pantry filled with canned foods and cocoa-puffs. Across from the kitchen, next to the stairs was the bathroom. Then on to the porch. Fair-sized pool. No fancy flooring, just regular old cement.
Second floor now. Another bathroom. Master bedroom with king-sized bed, brown 3-drawer dresser and across from that, a desk. Then there was a walk-in closet and a small guest bedroom.
“Well?” he asked, setting his backpack and laptop bag on his bed and sitting beside them.
I hesitantly set my own stuff against the wall, looking around the room again. Warm. Bright. No chaos or noise or tense vibes between Tanner and Nick, who coughed to catch my attention. My gaze returned to him.
“It’s beautiful.”
He gave me a little smile before looking back to the floor. I closed the distance between us and lifted his head with my thumb and index finger, “What’s wrong? Aren’t you glad you don’t have to deal with Tanner for a while? No schedule? Nobody bugging you? Do whatever you want?”
He nodded, biting his lip, “Yeah. I don’t have to deal with those fools for a whole two weeks! Then it’s back to practicing and planning for the upcoming tour. Freedom!”
“But? What’s bugging you?”
For the longest moment, there was silence. Then he chuckled slightly and I’m suddenly grabbed and pulled off my feet and land on top of him on the bed. He laughs at the shock and surprise on my face and pulls me in for a long, deep kiss. This time neither of us wants to pull away. Our hearts beating faster and faster, things getting hot and intense.
Before I realize what’s even happening, he has me pinned on the bed, stripping off our clothes and trailing kisses all over my body. I couldn’t hold back the moaning and I couldn’t fight off the guilty feelings and thoughts.
What are you doing? This is should be Louis!

But Louis never cared about me. He’s the one who let me go. It’s his fault. I love Nick now. Not Louis. I did love him but he didn’t love me back. I had to move on anyways.
A stinging pain ripped through my body, only to be replaced by more bliss moments later. Far too late to back away now.
This is wrong and you know it, Axel.

No. This is the man I want to be with for the rest of my life. Louis lost his chance. He just threw me away.
He only had to because you left him. You’re the one who cheated and ran off with the band. A band you supposedly hated.

There was warmth, and then all was done. He lied beside me, wrapping his arm around me, staring at me intently. I swept away the guilty thoughts and smiled. He gave me one last tender kiss and, “I love you...”
“I love you more.”
But he was already asleep. Few minutes later, so was I.

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

A bright light woke me up and I had to rub my eyes. Louis was at the foot of the bed, glaring at me with his arms crossed. I knew that look. Just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, I took a glance around the room, finding myself naked with Nick. So it’d been real. I turned back to Louis and already felt the warm tears rolling down my cheeks.
“How could you do this to me, Axel?” He whispered, voice cracking mid-sentence.
“I couldn’t help it, Louis… you left me! He cares about me!”
“But who do you love more? Me or him?”
“Louis, don’t be like this… please…”
“I’m sorry, Axel. But why should I be heartbroken when I was faithful… yet you get to have the dream life. Why should you get to be happy? You destroyed me, Axel. I can’t allow this.”
He pulled out a gun, pointing it right at me.
“Louis! No! I love you!”
“I’m sorry, Axel. But I have to do this.”
He pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

I sat upright, stretching and looking around. I still couldn’t believe what happened last night. I gave up my virginity to my mother’s favorite rock star.
I stood and found my clothes, slipping back into them and headed downstairs, hearing the shower on in the bathroom as I passed it. So I’d only have the next few minutes to myself. I found my way to the kitchen, making a quick toast to eat as my breakfast. Well, more like brunch since it was already 12:30 in the afternoon.
A few minutes later a pair of hands wrapped around my waist and Nick kissed me lightly on the cheek, “Good morning, Hun.”
“Good morning.” I smiled and kissed him back, only on the lips.
“I want you to hear something I’ve been working on. I know I only have two weeks to relax and spend time with you before back to practicing… but I’m so eager to start this new album… I’ve so many ideas for it. I want you to listen to the first song. Do you want to?”
“Of course.”
A broad smile spread across his face, “Come on, my guitar’s in the living room.”

The song was slow but beautiful. Perfect rhythm. To my surprise and delight, it was also about me. I was tearing over only halfway through.
Once it was over, I hugged him tightly.
“I’m really glad you like it, Axel. I should tell you one other thing…”
“What?” I looked up at him, trying to figure out if this would be a good or bad thing he was going to tell me.
“You know the album we’re making? The one we’re doing the tour for? Well. The whole thing’s about you… and us.”
“What! Oh my god!”
He smiled and his gaze fell to the ground, “I wanted to make it up to you for… basically kidnapping you. But you were too perfect. I wanted to get to know you, and that was my chance. I was selfish.”
“Babe, it’s fine. All turned out good, right? It was meant to be, you and me.”
I couldn’t help but think back to the dream from last night and a cold shiver went through my body. Thankfully Nick didn’t notice.
“I’m going to take a shower… I’ll see you in a bit?”
He nodded and smiled.

I stood there in the shower quite a while just letting the cold water trail down my body. I wasn’t sure why, but it felt odd being alone. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to make the feeling go away, but it wouldn’t. I couldn’t stop thinking about Nick. His hair, his face, the way it felt to be in hi arms. The taste of his mouth. Or last night…
I couldn’t help but cry.

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Have you ever felt the true extent of guilt? If not, could you imagine it? How horrible a person am I… for falling for another person when I was with Louis. I guess this was better for Louis, though. He could move on from me and find someone much better. More faithful. He deserves the best, you know.
I felt like a whore inside. A sick, dirty whore. Half of me told me it was wrong, I had to leave. The other half of me just wanted to curl up in Nick’s arms and be held. Be kissed. Be loved.
I dried myself off and stepped out, slipping back into my clothes. I found Nick on the couch in the living room, watching some kind of horror movie. When he noticed me, he smiled and waved at me to come over, so I curled up beside him on the couch.
It felt safe there, just curled up against him with his arms around my waist. Like I was meant to be there. I know I used to hate this man with all my heart, but after these past few months, a lot has changed. I’ve changed. We’ve both changed.
Neither of us paid much attention to the movie. Instead I was falling asleep while Nick gently ran his fingers through my hair, something I always loved. It calms me down.
But the next movie was about the holocaust. A scene came on with a middle age woman giving her 5 year old daughter a final hug goodbye before she had to get on the