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I can’t keep my eyes off of Axel He sits there on the floor with his head resting against the wall, eyes closed, but body so tightly wound that there isn’t a possibility he is relaxed I want to hate him I want to think he is this heartless bastard that just up and left Izzy and ignored her letters I want to blame him for the series of events that followed The ones that have had her thinking he has been dead and gone for the last decade plus I want nothing more than to walk up to this man and kick him in the nuts for all that it’s worth

But… but so hiwhat I think is support, or the fact that when he realized who Izzy was, the first thing that flashed in those green eyes of his was shock, and if I’ here is larger than any of us realize So with the knowledge that I’ to have to watch it play out like the rest of theet coainst the wall, the door clicks open, and out walks the othercalled hi warning He appears unapproachable or at least that’s just the vibe he wants to project His eyes, so dark they appear black, take in the crowded hallway but zoom in on Axel when he stands from his position on the floor

Botto shit out ofat, Locke?" Axel growls, stepping a little closer to the big, scary dude

"I’ leap of ‘clue the fuck in’ for you to realize I’ ass" His deep baritone snarls out the words Eyes hard as coal, his large frahtly, just froh his words are spoken in a low tone, the sheer power behind the me to run from the predator

Obviously, Axel doesn’t see this ht into Locke’s space "What the hell? Is there a reason you seem to think I pissed all over your shit?"

I watch the their heated debate Each time Axel opens his mouth to throw so on with Izzy in the other room, I feel my heart pick up speed Each word that comes out of theirthat the things Izzy has believed for so long are so far from reality

It’s like when you see a car accident and you just can’t look away Or when you’re watching a horror ht for years to co co, but for the life of you, you can’t look away This is one of those , but I can’t look away I can’t plug my ears as a toddler would, and then drop to the floor, throwing a fit that demands these men to shut the hell up

So I stand here and take it all in Then, Axel does the only thing that can break me out of my shocked induced stupor He mentions the one man that not only ruined Izzy’s life, but mine as well The one man that still has the power to ruin hers, and the oneto see wiped off this planet

Brandon Hunter, Izzy’s ex-husband

At ain at the hard look that’s co okay?" he spits with a tone that lacks all sy think so!

How in the hell can he turn this around, and make it everyone else’s fault? Any sympathy that I’ve felt for him over the last hour or so vanishes instantly I feel the adrenaline starting to fire throughoff theIzzy’s rock and strength on er You do not piss off the one person ould go to battle to make sure that the woain Especially when, in all reality, all of this is in a way his fault Even if he doesn’t know it, HE is the reason she is so screwed up

And, just like a man, he can’t keep his mouth shut when he pisses off a woman You would think that he would know better But his words prove otherwise "Seriously, do you need so Midol?"

All that adrenaline, fire, and pent up, stone cold fury rushes to the surface, and all I want to do is charge this ht up to him, step into the middle of the small space between hilare with one ofasshole, you will not sit here and be a little shit You have no clue what’s going on, but I proer than your need to ‘chat’ Do you understand er into his rock hard chest a few times just to make sure er, still pressed hard between his pecs, before wrapping his fingers aroundunderstand you, not one little bit So maybe your ass can clue a bastard in?" Just as quickly, that burst of anger seems to vanish, and he looks like the same confusedbefore hi, lost lover

"I can’t, Axel This isn’t my story to tell" I smile weakly, but drop my lips the second his confusion turns a little darker

"How do you knowtiuess would be you"

"Of course I knohat’s happening, but like I said, this isn’t my story to tell" I point towards the door, the door that is protecting Izzy fro to have this conversation "It’s hers It always has been I just never thought I would see the day it would need to be told"

His eyes squint, glaring down at ht, fine, don’t fucking tellhusband know she’s out, dressed like that, flirting with anything that speaks to her?"

"You son of a bitch…" I don’t even think before ainst his cheek It’s hard to tell who is h to cock his head to the side