Captive by Onyx martin (best beach reads of all time .TXT) 📖

arms around him and squeezed.
“And by the way, Axel.” He rested his forehead against mine, staring into my eyes, “That night in Tampa. I didn’t take you for the band’s safety. I took you at first to help you from them. Remember, I was the one who stepped in. I sat by your side the whole time, making sure you were safe. I was to let you free when you woke and when I was sure you were okay. But the more I watched you, the more I realized how perfect you were. The perfect features, perfect body, perfect personality. I felt it in my bones, my veins, the pores of my skin, my heart… I knew there was a reason and that I needed you. I couldn’t just let you go… please forgive me, Axel, for following my heart. I know it wasn’t the right thing”
“Shh.” I put my index finger against his lips. I was in tears yet again, “No it really wasn’t the right thing. Helping me, yes but kidnapping me… no. But… I’m glad you did.”
He held me tightly against him for some time before saying, “So will you come with me? I swear he will never touch you again. And if he does, he will never see another ray of sunlight.”
I gave in, knowing he wouldn’t step out of that room without me. I didn’t want to be alone anyways. I couldn’t be. I was still so terrified. Just the thought of sitting there alone… he barges in through the door… finds me…

“I will kill you for what you’ve done to her!”
“To who? Your little whore?”
It doesn’t matter if you’re all a band, been best friends since high school or whatever… you don’t fuck with or disrespect a bro, or his mate. That was what he said on the way here. Now he was already fuming, all up in Tanner’s face.
And Tanner’s comment earned him an extra punch in the face.
Stones and Ben had to grab Nick and pull him away from the already bleeding Tanner so he couldn’t do any more harm.
“Nick, calm down! You have to calm yourself!” Stones growled, holding Nick in a headlock. He struggled but didn’t get anywhere. Tanner stayed put on the ground, watching them. Occasionally his glance would flicker back to me for a split second, sending chills down my spine but he didn’t try anything.
Once Nick was calmed, Ben stood between the two, with Stone ready to grab Nick if he went after Tanner again. I’d never seen Nick so mad. His face was fuming and red, nostrils flaring. His fists clenched and unclenched and he growled. A sick, beast-like growl.
“Tell me. What the hell happened between you two?” Ben shouted in Nick’s face.
“That sick, twisted bastard… he…”
“Raped me.” I cut in. He looked like he was on the brink of tears as he turned to me, mouthing ‘I’m sorry.’
At least now I knew he cared. More than Louis ever would. And he would protect me like Louis never could. As Ben and Stones heard the words, both sets of eyes went big and they turned right back to Tanner.
“You son of a-“
Another kick to the face. This time by Stones. Tanner groaned in pain and spat out a bit of blood. “What the hell were you thinking, Tanner? You’ve lost your goddamn mind!”
“I was drunk. She was the one who followed me out the door, across the street and into the motel.” He grinned.
“You pulled me. You forced me.”
Nick jumped after him again, but Stones pushed him back, “Listen boys. There’s a week until our next concert. Until then, I want you two to get this issue resolved and get over yourselves. And Tanner, stay the fuck away from Axel. Understand?”
Both nodded and Stones headed past us to the exit and for the longest moment Nick and Tanner just glared at each other.
I decided to step in before another fight started, so I took Nick’s hand, “Let’s just go, Nick.” I pulled him but he wouldn’t budge until he let out his final growl and told Tanner he’d be watching him. Then we left, went right back to the Motel.
Nick was still fuming though and said he needed some time alone. Where he went, I didn’t know. But I took the chance to sneak onto his laptop and get online.
One message.
From Louis.

You don’t realize just what you’re doing to me, Axel.
I can’t believe I have to do this, but…
I need you and you’re just not there.
I don’t know why you left but it really hurts…
I can’t help but think there’s someone else.
Don’t object. What other explanation could there be?
So.
I’m sorry Axel…
But I’m letting you go.
I’ll always love you

- Louis

I wasn’t surprised or shocked. I mean, I had it coming. But I still couldn’t believe it. Louis broke up with me... my heart sank. He didn’t believe me. He couldn’t just be there for me. Never. I loved him but even though he always said he loved me back, his actions never showed it. I didn’t feel it back. And he claimed it was the other way around.
I shut down the laptop, slipped it back into its case and curled up on the bed to cry myself to sleep. Again I dreamt of Louis.

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

“Just forget about him, Axel. You have me now. Am I not enough?”
“You’re more than enough. But I can’t just forget about him, Nick. I love him.”
He sighed and fidgeted awkwardly. It wasn’t like he didn’t know. It was his fault, mainly. He stole me away from him.
“I have a surprise for you. When we get to Reno… you’re coming to the concert. The second to last song… is a song I wrote for you. I really hope you like it.”
I smiled weakly, “I know I’ll love it. I like anything you do.”
He grinned and shook his head, “I doubt that. You absolutely hated my guts at first.”
“I was afraid. And that’s before I really got to know you.” I scooted closer to him on the bed and kissed him tenderly, wrapping my arms around his neck. He wrapped his around my waist and pulled me tight against him.
“Come on, let’s go to sleep. We have the whole week to ourselves before we have to get to Reno.”
I smile and yawn, lying beside him with his arms around me protectively until I doze off to sleep again.

I didn’t particularly like Reno, but didn’t hate it either. Just wasn’t impressed. At least we were only spending two nights there.
Of course I sat in on the concert, like Nick begged of me. This time I only recognized a couple of their older songs, the rest were quite recent. Then came the second to last song. Started out slow and calm, just guitar and some humming. Then came in the drums and the lyrics started up there.

All this time I’ve been searching
Had my heart stolen and broken
Too many times to count
We’ve both been there

Until I met you
I never really believed in love
But one look and your eyes
Stole my breath away

You will never understand
Hell, neither do I
All I know is that I love you
And I need you

Until I met you
I never really believed in love
But one look and your eyes
Stole my breath away

You
You will never understand
Hell, neither do I
All I know is that I love you
I love you
And I need you
I need you

By the time it ended, my face and sleeves were drenched in tears. That song was for me. He loved me. Even though I’d hated him so much in the beginning. Even though we’d only known each other for such little time, due to such sucky circumstances. He loved me, I’d felt in his voice. He sang from his heart. Always.
That was one of the many things I’d learned about Nick over my, so far, 2 month ‘captivity’.

It wasn’t long before the music died and I was suddenly in Nick’s arms, being smothered with eager kisses and tight hugging. We kept like that for some time, even as the other band members came in and everyone started staring. Eventually I was able to pull away, arms and knees trembling.
“Did you like it… the song?”
I opened my mouth to say yes, but tears threatened to spill over and I could only nod. He sweeps me up into yet another hug and wipes away his own tears with the shoulder of my shirt.

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Vegas. The last concert for the tour, then we’re all going home. I can’t wait. I won’t have to deal with all the tension between Nick and Tanner. I just wanted to forget about what happened, but they always fight and bring it up. I still don’t talk to Tanner, nor look at him but I’ve talked to Nick about it. But do boys ever listen? Nope.
Nick promised to take me back home to his beach house in Virginia, which I am excited about. Though I can’t help but feel a little ashamed of myself for not wanting or even asking to go home. And the thought of Louis is kept at the back of my mind, gently tugging at my heart.
But I mustn’t stop long to think about it. I have to keep focused on the present.
“Remember, Axel. Our plane leaves exactly an hour and a half after the concert, so I need you to get your stuff together and put in the car before we go.”
I groaned and rolled over. Sometimes he reminded me of Mom.
I didn’t have too much stuff to ‘get together’. All I had was about three shopping bags worth of clothes. My mp3 player and new charger. Small notebook laptop which I didn’t use too much. Just to check emails and see what Mom was up to