A week had passed since that incident between Elsa and Axel. From that day, Elsa was afraid to find herself in a similar situation, so she was always accompanied by someone. Luckily for her, she had not seen any of them since that day, which eased her tension and allowed her to relax.
That was what she believed, but the reality was not other than that Axel had not taken his eyes off her. As much as he had tried, he was not able to take his eyes off Elsa's head. He was camouflaged among people to go unnoticed but did not lose any movement of her.
"I think you're touching the edge of the sick." A blond boy commented to Axel.
"Why did you come, Demyx?" Axel sounded exasperated, he did not like having to take care of the new ones.
"Because you're supposed to teach me how to sell this shit to people." Demyx protested pointing to a small bag with a purple powder inside. Axel looked at the bag with a sigh.
"Accompany me." He finally said with one last look at Elsa, who was sitting with her companions eating all together.
"I keep saying you're obsessing." Demyx repeated again as he tried to follow Axel's path.
"And I tell you that I have not asked for your opinion." Axel answered. It was not true that he was obsessed, he just enjoyed causing terror in other people. Or that's what he wanted to believe. The conversation ended there. Axel took Demyx through the basements of the University buildings until he reached a concrete one.
"Owii ..." Demyx muttered. The atmosphere was wet and the darkness only increased his claustrophobia. "I'm sure there are other places better than this one." The boy said swallowing with difficulty.
"If you're so clever, explain what I'm doing here." Axel smiled, although it was something imperceptible because of the darkness of the place. Axel knew about his companion's claustrophobia, but he had crossed the line with his comments a while ago. He needed to punish him. "Look everything I do." Axel said as he hit a pipe. At first, Demyx only heard punches, but soon observed the rhythm of his partner. In just 10 minutes there was a group of three people at the entrance of the corridor, illuminated with the screens of their mobile phones. Axel approached them and started to mutter something. His head turned to Demyx, signaling him to come closer. Demyx obeyed, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "We have something new to offer you." With a signal, Demyx took the small bag from his pants pocket and handed it to Axel. The other boys illuminated the dust with their mobiles and before they could take it, Axel returned to guard it. "You know that things do not work like that."
"How much?" One of the boys did not take long to ask. Demyx exchanged a glance with Axel. The redhead nodded.
"50 $ the gram." Demyx answered. Axel looked at the future buyers, who looked at each other in doubt.
"It's a special offer of the day because it's the first time." Demyx added, repeating word for word what Xemnas had ordered him to say.
After a long discussion, the boys accepted the product and left where they had come from.
"You know how to get more." Axel said goodbye and, together with Demyx, left the basement.
"Where does that pipe that you hit before arrive?" Demyx asked once he went out to the campus gardens and caught his breath.
"To the library bathrooms." Axel answered indifferently. "It's where you'll find more buyers." Axel looked at the time on his cell phone screen. It was 5 o'clock in the afternoon and he had lost Elsa's trail.
"Axel!" The redhead turned and saw Saix approaching them. "Xemnas wants to see us." Axel looked at him with doubt. "Everyone, just to talk about the first sales."
"Yeah sure." Axel answered, knowing really what was the reason for the meeting. "Also, we have to give him the money." He said, lightly tapping the pocket of his pants. "Come on, Demyx."
Elsa finished her class early that day and decided to go to the library to find some books to prepare an evaluation work.
It did not take her long to locate and fill a table of books and papers in which she was writing down interesting data. It was easy for her to concentrate on the library and there were times when, as happened that time, she lost track of time. She only realized that she was alone when the lights in the library began to go out. She quickly picked up her things and ran out before the doors closed.
Once outside she looked at the schedule of the next bus that took her home. The last one had left.
"I did not know it was so late." She whispered to herself as she pulled her cell phone out of her purse.
"It seems you've lost track of time." A voice laughed at her back.
"Oscar." Elsa was glad to see her classmate. "What are you doing so late here?" She smiled as she approached him. At least she was not alone at the University.
"I just got out of work. Do you want me to bring you home?" He asked kindly.
Elsa was relieved that she did not have to wait for the next bus alone to get home. Oscar accompanied her to the passenger seat and opened the door, telling her to enter, and surreptitiously dedicating a look that did not miss Axel's eyes, waiting in the dark, riding his motorcycle. Axel felt anger rising through every nerve in his body. He waited for the car to start up and followed, leaving a safe distance that did not raise suspicion.
After a half-hour drive, the car stopped in a family neighborhood. It looked like something out of a movie: The houses with their gardens and garages, the illuminated paths with trees every meter. Flowers adorned the fences that surrounded the houses. It was a place Axel knew he could never live. He turned off the motorcycle completely when he saw the car in front of a gray stone house, with hedges as a gate. A floor with slabs led to a large porch with chairs and coffee tables.
Elsa thanked Oscar for the gesture and said goodbye kindly, however when she went to open the car door, it was blocked.
"Oscar?" Elsa started to get nervous. She turned and saw her companion relaxed and staring at her.
"Easy Elsa, we can still talk for a while longer." He said, gently caressing the back of the girl's hand.
"Okay, but let's talk outside, please." Elsa started pressing buttons to open the door but it was useless, only Oscar could unlock it.
What happened next happened very fast. A hand hit Oscar's window, breaking it completely and throwing pieces of glass all over the interior of the car. Elsa could not help but scream as she put her head between her knees and covered herself to avoid damage. A hand grabbed Oscar from the collar of his shirt and yanked him out as he yelled for him to open the door. Oscar obeyed while pleading not to be harmed. Elsa looked up and saw Axel leaning out the broken window and shouting something she could not understand. Exasperated, Axel walked to Elsa's door with Oscar still by the neck.
"Get out!" Axel yelled and Elsa obeyed by nodding her head and running towards her house as quickly as possible.
Axel saw over his shoulder how she got into her house and closed the door. His attention turned to the boy who was crying like a child. It was pathetic.
"Do not ever do that again in your life." Axel's voice was hard and cold. "Neither with her nor with another girl, do you get it?" Oscar nodded shaking but that was not enough for Axel. He needed to hear it. After shaking him a little, he managed to get Oscar to promise never to go near Elsa or anyone else. Axel rolled his eyes, that was not exactly what he wanted, but as long as he did not get close to Elsa it was enough. He released the boy and let him get into the car. He threw a wad of bills to fix the window and ordered him to leave. Oscar's car fled as fast as he could.
Axel ran his hands through his hair and sighed, looking at the windows of the house and watching as a curtain moved slowly. He smiled and made a gesture with his head as a farewell, walking back to his motorcycle.
Elsa watched as Axel turned his back and walked towards his motorcycle. She could not assimilate what had happened. The same guy who a week ago had humiliated her the way he had done it, had just defended her and saved her from a situation that could have ended horribly. The mixture of feelings that began to emerge inside Elsa prevented her from resting that night, trying to answer all the doubts that arose at that moment. Why did he do it? What does he want from me?