Annyxele

AXEL

"Annyxele, what is your plan now?" My nosy cousin asked.

"Can't you just shut your mouth? You ask so many times." I said irritably. "And one more thing, stop calling my name. I am Axel."

"Why don't you like it when I call you by your name. Ahh right, you are not the one I used to know. You choose to change who you really were." I almost didn't hear what she said because she was mumbling.

"Then just tell me when you want to see me again spending all her days going crazy and losing her mind. The pitiful girl I used to be. Is that what Annyxele should be? Is that what I suppose to be, is that it?" I am saying those words without feeling anything but inside, deep down inside there is anger burning in fire.

I want to understand her, but how would I bring myself to understand Gina when I cannot even understand myself.

Even though she is my cousin that doesn't change the fact that I am short-tempered. I feel like everything that breathe and move will anger me. I just can't control myself. I often just lose my shit.

"Ooookay! Axel axel." She said while waving a white towel.

"Stupid! I was not just irritated because of you calling my name." I rolled my eyes.

I am trying really hard to lighten the mood and our relationship. Gina is always by my side, I know she is just worried.

"Hmph, sorry okay." Then she rolled her eyes too.

"Tomorrow's Saturday." Changing the topic.

But with the thought I have, it made me smile genuinely.

"Axel, I don't like it." She shook her head disagreeing.

"You can't do anything with it," I said while doing my papers.

"I have a thesis to make." She reasoned.

"Ugh, just tell them you can't, you are sick." I glanced at her.

"Noooo! Kent is there." She firmly said but sulking as well.

Oh, that damn Kent again. She liked him and he flirts her to the next level but never genuinely makes a move to make their relationship official. Stupid flirt.

I already told her that he is not real with her, he just wants something. I can feel it.

I shove it aside knowing she won't listen even I have said it a hundred times. And besides, I just thought that it be dangerous for her if she comes with me.

"Whatever. I'll go by myself tomorrow just go get me something to wear and a wig." I ordered her.

"Are you really ready? Will you really do it, you know if you start there is no turning back. Can you just not do it hmm?" From sulking to full of worries can be seen drawn in her eyes.

I nonchalantly shook my head.

But in reality, I am damn nervous. I often lose my shit and do chaotic things but this is way pass the line.

But this is not just an impulsive emotion that I can set aside easily. It is impossible not to tremble with so much anger.

This time, I'll continue what times had stopped. It is wrong to write something eventful on paper and just burn it to ashes and fly with the wind as if it is nothing.