#axel mathis

Location: Axel's Backyard.

Clare had finally made it back home after a long and tiring car ride, arriving a little after midnight. She was so exhausted that she barely had the energy to give Axel a quick hug before heading straight up to her bedroom and passing out. When she woke up, it was already past noon. She grabbed a book and some snacks from the kitchen and went outside to the massive backyard, where she perched herself in the hammock. Although she had been away for a few months, it still felt a little strange being back. However, Clare was feeling more optimistic than she had in quite some time. As she was engrossed in her novel, she sensed a shadow looming over her. She looked up and saw her father standing there. "Are those gray hairs I see? Ryen is already aging you in such a short time. What a pity," she said playfully.

Location: Axel's Hotel Room at Seascape

When someone told her that there was a hotel room people were circulating through, Clare figured why not? Maybe there was something stronger than alcohol that could help her numb her feelings. What could a new year promise her? At this moment it felt rather dim and sure there was Axel, but his attention was all going to shift by the end of January. In the back of her mind she was already trying to figure out how to get to Vancouver. She didn't need any more disappointment even if his intentions were honest. As they opened the door, she kind of looked around before accidentally bumping into someone as she backed out of the way. "Shit sorry," she said turning around before noticing her dad. "For fucks sake. This is your hotel room isn't it?"

"Oh you got to be kidding, seriously..this guy?" Colton huffed. "He's alive..he's not balding anytime soon" he offered weakly but then shook his head. "I don't know man, he grew some serious muscle since I'd last seen him so..that, I guess."

“No. No no no no no..we’re not doing this. I’m out.” Colton stood to leave the room but turned around once he reached the door. “You know what; let’s talk about that fucker!” he said, hands clapping together as he moved to sit down again. “Devil works fast but Axel Mathis works faster. Did he seriously wait for Sloane to dump me to swoop in and movee her..I don’t know..across the damn country!? I mean…” he huffed “..hey we’ve been playing that game for..many years.” He was about twenty-five when he first met Sloane, so do the math...  “I’ll give him that though; we had always played it fair, you know. Not meddling with each other’s relationship and all that, being civil when we ran into each other in business events…” because, of-fucking-course, even in business they somewhat had to cross paths.

"So, if we start at 10, we're definitely knocking off a point and a half because no one needs that much space when they're living by themselves. Granted he has that girl carrying his next offspring, but that's besides the point. Pretty sure the apartment I lived in could fit in the property at least 100 times over. It is spacious enough, so like I can run a muck and hardly be discovered which is nice....so, I would say a nice 7.99. Not an eight because it could use a bit more pizzazz." @axel-mathis

Location: Clare's Bedroom in Axel's Home

Clare was going on three days of being a hermit in her bedroom. She made sure that the coast was clear before quickly running down to the fridge and pantry to stockpile snacks and food that she could keep with her in her bedroom so as to not run into Axel or Sloane. Beyond Aiden getting her out of the house on New Years, she did not have any contact with any other human beings. Thank the heavens for streaming services and the few books she had that she utilized if she was not either crying or sleeping herself away. Why the heck did she come here? She already had her travel plans mapped out for Canada and was planning on going in the quiet of the night tomorrow leaving nothing more than a letter for Axel.

When she heard the knocking on the door, she remained quiet, pausing the dumb reality show. Maybe they would just go away. No more than another second the knocking began again. Groaning she pushed herself out of the bed, unlocking the door to see Axel behind the door. Turning around she walked right back into the spot that was now indented in the mattress from her lack of movement. "Can I help you with something?" she asked averting his gaze.

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Congrats, Emily.

I think this may have been exactly what I needed.  I was starting to wonder how I would be able to communicate with anyone.