Usually insults didn't get to Axel, not these days. He had a pretty thick skin and was used to people calling him stuff like this but Hartley? Someone who once looked at him with such affection before he missed it up. Axel closed his eyes for a few moments, unsure why his chest felt tight. He guessed he could still be hurt. Who knew? He shoved the ipod back into his pocket with his cigarettes and bit down hard, gritting his teeth together. No, he refused to get sad. It was easier to get angry.

"You think you're better than me? You know what, fuck you." Axel knew Hartley was but hell, he didn't need it rubbed in his face. "I don't need your help anyway, I was just offering you a chance to be with me. Not like a pathetic little fucker like you could ever get any real company but whatever. I don't need this bullshit. Enjoy jacking yourself off like a lonely pervert."