What I Asked For
In life, you get what you asked for. My mistake was that I actually believed that. I guess you could say I was very gullible, very trusting. I was just born that way: always believing what I read or what I was told by the higher-ups. Truthfully, it's only natural until proven otherwise and I never was. Back to my point, you get what you ask for out of life. And I... well, I never asked for "normal". I just assumed I would have a normal, quaint lifestyle. I assumed I wouldn't change and that I'd fall into step with a beautiful girl I loved – but didn't really love – and from that point, I'd raise some kids and die with a mediocre perspective of life, just like my dad did when I was around thirteen years old.
Though I resented that he didn't really get what he wanted out of life, I somehow believed I would suffer the same fate. Maybe that was my issue. At the time, I didn't want normal. In fact, I resented normal. Because I wasn't normal. I mean, I was born with flaming red hair that spiked out in a dramatic fashion that got me and my family stares when I went out with them in public. I had the brightest green eyes and no one on either side of my family had eyes like that. And on top of that, I was thirteen years old and I was just then starting to figure out that I didn't like girls and thought – like every other teenager – that I was completely crazy.
So, no, I didn't want normal. I never asked for normal. I assumed normal. But, boy was I wrong. Not only would I not get normal, I would crave normal. I would sit out on my roof in the rain and look up at the stars, begging for normalcy as my tears of frustration mixed with the rain abusing my face.
And even later, much later, would I learn better. Not having normalcy would be the best thing I never asked for.
Yeah, that was Axel's POV if you were confused. The rest of the story is through Roxas's eyes. I'm so excited for this story! Thanks for reading! ~ J
You better review! ~ Roxas
Don't be rude, Roxy. ~ Axel
I said don't call me that! ~ Roxas