"Get in the car boy!" his father shouted at from the driver's seat. Roxas crammed his hands in his pockets to try to hide that he was shaking; he didn't answer him but instead continued to stare ahead, waiting for the summer school bus to come through so he could get away from him. He's not even supposed to have contact with the boy- as far as the government is concerned Sephiroth is no longer his father and hasn't had contact with him for the past 4 years. If only they knew.

Ignoring him was always said boy's course of action, but just like all times before- it didn't get him anywhere. "I'm talking to you," the man got out of his car and stalked towards the small blond, Roxas flinched at his fast movements and tried to back away but he couldn't fast enough, the man's hands landed on his chest as he shoved the teen. Roxas landed on his bum but stayed quiet, watching his father to see what the man would do next.

"Hey!" the call was followed by a car door shutting, both Roxas and his father looked over to find a redhead approaching them, "What's going on?" the redhead asked, to Roxas this caring disposition seemed off. He sized up Axel, the redhead, and listed his appearance- long spikey red hair, green eyes, tattoos, black fitted jeans, bulky leather boots, and a simple short sleeve black shirt with a dark blue gray design. Nothing about the redhead screamed he gave a damn, which confused the other two- hell- it even confused the redhead. He'd never bothered to go out of his way for anything unless it was ass or booze.

When both Roxas and his father were silent the redhead spoke again, "Do you know him?" he asked Roxas, who instantly looked down and stood up, nodding his head as he pushed his hands back in his pockets. The redhead slowly nodded and looked back at the man but before he could speak again the blond ran and jumped on a bus that neither of the men had noticed. Sephiroth turned and glared at Axel, something in Axel clicked- he knew the glare and he knew the men that gave such a glare- and he knew he already hated the man and wouldn't hesitate to beat him to a bloody pulp.

The men went their separate ways as Roxas tried to calm down on the bus ride. Sephiroth only came around for a few things, but really only one thing when it came to Roxas and just knowing what could have happened almost gave the blond a panic attack. He pulled out the music player instantly when he remembered it. Finding it yesterday in school the music player was near a trash can, so Roxas quickly took it and hacked into the computers in the library to put his sort of music on it- he was just lucky the USB port was part of the music device or he'd be stuck listening to something that really did not suit his taste.

Alone I Break by Korn drowned out all sound surrounding him, even though it was early morning all the other kids on the bus where loud and wide awake. Roxas was glad the school let him take summer school, mostly for reasons like this- when he wanted to get away from everyone that knew him and be somewhere safe. He was always afraid they wouldn't let him take summer school because Roxas really didn't need it. A straight B student- only because he didn't participate in class- Roxas could graduate if he really wanted to, but he didn't want to do that.

Most 16, almost 17, year olds hated school- not Roxas, he had no problem with it. It's not like he slept much and when he did he still had no problem waking up for school and he figured he had nothing better to do with his life. There was a time in his life when he almost didn't go to school for the entire year- he skipped everyday just because he could, but that became just as boring…

6 hours later Roxas was on the bus again to head back, he would say 'to head back home' but he didn't like to refer to it as that. Sure he'd call living with Cloud his home at one point, but that was years ago, before she died and before Roxas' father got into Cloud's head. Slowly the blond walked to the house he resided in, Cloud was passed out on the couch when he left that morning, he'd attempted to bring Cloud into the man's own room but he didn't budge.

When Roxas first moved in with Cloud he wished the man was his father, and it was easy to pretend- they had the same blond hair and blue eyes- at least until Sephiroth showed up again. Roxas thought being adopted by his therapist would be good, that Cloud would understand how Roxas hated his father, but it made no difference now. Slowly he walked into his house, closing the door slowly he scanned the room, when he found it empty he went to his room, checking to make sure no one was in it – like his father- and then went to the kitchen and made himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, it was all that was ever in the house that wasn't alcohol. But Roxas wouldn't touch that, he hated alcohol and cigarettes in every way he could.

They were running out of jelly again, Roxas hoped Cloud would be in one of his not completely wasted but getting there drunk moods so the older man would lend Roxas a few dollars to go shopping again. It wasn't that Cloud didn't care but Roxas was like a house plant, he never complained to anyone and he always made do with what he had, and that didn't make it easy for the man who was wasted more than not to get it in his head that Roxas needed something.

Roxas heard something crash and with a sigh set his sandwich down and walked to where he knew the crash was coming from, in Cloud's room he found the man sitting on the floor- probably having fell from his bed again, and he was crying. The blond boy hated his stage of his drinking. "Cloud…" he said gently, trying not to scare the man or cause the man to freak out- which was known to happen.

"It's my fault," the man spoke through tears, he fisted his hair and pulled, "I'm sorry," he began mumbling over and over again.

"Cloud…" Roxas moved a little closer to Cloud, "It's not your fault…" they often went through this but Cloud usually never remember it. The man rested his elbow on his knee and ignored Roxas, continuing to mumble that he was sorry and that he hadn't meant for it to happen. Sometimes Roxas didn't know what Cloud was referring to- he thought it all had been associated with the reason he started drinking, but Cloud had mumbled a few more things every now and again that couldn't have been related to her. "Come on…"

As he moved to help Cloud back onto the bed- something he didn't have to do but, since it was Roxas, he always tried to help in some way- Cloud pushed Roxas and for the second time that day Roxas fell and hurt his bum and back. Gasping, the man stared at Roxas with wide eyes, "Roxas," he started, "I'm sorry," he tried to move a little closer to Roxas but couldn't in his drunken state.

"It's okay," Roxas quickly told him but that didn't stop the man from mumbling how sorry he was, "Come on," he moved closer again and this time the older man didn't push him but instead watched and continued to mumble his apologies. Once Roxas got him back on his bed he left the room, Cloud was still mumbling that he was sorry and Roxas knew it didn't matter what he said- Cloud wouldn't stop till he passed out again so it was better for Roxas just to leave him alone.

Grabbing his sandwich he walked into his room and held the food in his mouth as he stripped off his hoodie, throwing it to the side of the room to rest on the floor just like everything else in his room. He went to his stereo- that sat on the floor- and turned on the CD that was in, which turned out to be Flyleaf, then he walked back and fell from his short height back onto his bed –which also was a mattress on the floor- as he ate his sandwich he looked down. His body was littered with scars and marks, none of that was new to him, as he stared at his forearms he traced his scars with his eyes- he'd started his nasty habit the same time Cloud started his.

With a sigh he laid back, he wanted more in life- that much he knew- but he wasn't sure if he could handle anything more…

So this story is getting redone :D 'bout time, right?

In case you haven't read this story- here are some warnings:

There will most likely be EXTREME OOCness
This story is AU (if you haven't realized yet)
SEXUAL ABUSE and RAPE not in complete physical detail though
PHYSICAL and EMOTIONAL ABUSE as well.
Self-Harm
Suicide
Drug Use
Bad Parenting
Bad Grammar -my bad, I apologize in advance-
Boy crushing on Boy
NO SMUT- just some cuddling and making out :3

Uploaded: July 29, 2013