GTS Bully Chapter 17: A Walk And Apology! (Patreon)

In the colossal grasp of Jazmin, Axel confronted the woman who had long been a source of torment. "Did you just apologize?" he questioned, uncertain of how to respond.

Jazmin, momentarily forgetting the might of her voice, snapped, "DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF!" Axel winced, compelled to cover his ears.

"Uh, sorry... dammit," Jazmin muttered, her tone notably subdued as her finger curled upward. Axel surveyed the ascending digits, wary of Jazmin's apparent desire to crush him.

Observing her vulnerability, Axel remembered her defeat by her own mother and realized his days were likely numbered. "Look," Jazmin said between labored breaths that threatened to knock Axel off his feet, "I have no intentions of changing who I am. Not for anyone, and certainly not for you." Jazmin's words, despite the pain they brought, were strangely comforting.

"Ok..." Axel said awkwardly, unsure of what else to say.

Axel, still recovering from the sudden shift in Jazmin's demeanor, watched as she turned away. Unaccustomed to apologies, she sought to conceal her embarrassment, her cheeks betraying the rare hint of red.

"I got carried away with sticking you inside my shoe, and taking you home like I had found a new pet, so sorry," Jazmin admitted, her tone carrying a mix of apology and reluctance. Axel, grappling with the surreal nature of the situation, couldn't help but feel a glimmer of empathy for the woman who seemed, for the first time, genuinely remorseful.

As Jazmin grappled with her newfound vulnerability, Axel pondered the complexity beneath the surface of the woman who had once been his tormentor. The air between them held a peculiar tension, an unspoken acknowledgment of a shift in their dynamic.

As Axel reflected on Danny's words, "They are the ones we guard," an unexpected sense of compassion welled within him. He gazed at Jazmin, now absorbed in her own embarrassment, unaware of his watchful eyes.

In that moment, Axel felt a twinge of understanding, recognizing the vulnerability that lurked beneath Jazmin's tough exterior. The lines between tormentor and tormented seemed to blur as he contemplated the complexities of guarding someone who, for once, was defenseless in a different way.

With a hesitant resolve, Axel decided to approach the situation with a newfound empathy, realizing that perhaps there was more to Jazmin than the antagonist he once perceived.

"Apology accepted," Axel finally said, offering the faintest hint of a smile.

"Don't think I'm going soft," Jazmin said, a tinge of her old self returning, "because I'm not." She brought her face closer to the tiny man in her hands, curiosity etched across her features.

"Uh, don't worry, you're still the toughest Titan in my eyes," Axel stammered, a hint of fear lingering in his voice.

"Hmm, I better be," Jazmin replied, her pride evident, a glimmer of a smile softening her demeanor. With Axel still cradled in her hand, she resumed her stroll down the titans' streets, the once formidable antagonist now revealing a more nuanced side. As they ventured forward, an unspoken understanding seemed to bridge the gap between them, leaving Axel to ponder the unexpected twists in their peculiar dynamic.

In a matter of minutes, Jazmin arrived back at the kingdom of Karenth, effortlessly towering over the city gates with just a few steps.

"Okay, now listen, you little dust mite," she declared, bringing her hand closer to her face.

"When it comes to getting my ass kicked by my mom and my apology, it didn't happen, understand?" Her expression turned serious, demanding Axel's compliance. Axel, looking up, was visibly confused.

"You'll tell no one what you saw, understand?" Jazmin insisted, gritting her teeth.

"Y-yeah," Axel stuttered, sensing the all-too-familiar threat to his life.

With no further words, Jazmin lowered her hand to the ground, bending down carefully. Her fingers straightened out, forming a flesh-made path for Axel to descend.

Carefully traversing the bridges of flesh, Axel made his way down, each step revealing more layers to Jazmin's enigmatic character. The city below awaited him, and the encounter with the colossal woman left Axel with a mix of apprehension and newfound curiosity.

"See ya," Jazmin muttered, a trace of reluctance in her voice. Axel turned to look up, only to see her already walking away.

He stared at her receding figure, her massive footsteps leaving small indentations in the ground.

As Axel watched Jazmin's towering form shrink and vanish over the horizon, he pondered the tales spun by Jazmin's father, Danny.

"Could it all really be true?" he mused to himself. The notion of a supporter holding back a Titan lingered in his thoughts. He envisioned the colossal figure of Jazmin, imagining the daunting task of traversing her body, a Titan capable of crushing him effortlessly.

"How the hell am I supposed to stop her?!" Axel exclaimed, halting his steps. Frustration hung in the air, but he quickly dismissed the responsibility. "Well, I guess it's not my problem. I refuse to be her supporter," he declared, exhaling a small sigh.

Resuming his walk back to his city, Axel shifted his focus. "Well, I guess I just need to focus on school," he thought, a smile playing on his lips as he contemplated his future, momentarily free from the colossal shadow cast by Jazmin's presence.