Hey everyone! It's been awhile since I've written, but I reread some of my work, and decided to rewrite the plots I like a little differently.

Chapter One:

He wouldn't read it, He would never read it. He looked up at the blood-stained wall. He looked at the artful curves of the letters written in her blood, "P.S. I'm sorry." As if killing herself wasn't enough, she had to smear her blood all over to remind him. He looked at the envelope again, still feeling angry. His rage filled tears turned to sorrow, she was gone; Naminé was gone. His fist clutched the enveloped and he felt a hard object inside. A lump formed in his throat as he realized what it was. He opened the envelope to reveal her final gift to him.

He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. His fingers found their way into the lining and wrapped themselves around the device. "Hello?" his voice shook, regardless of his attempt to sound firm.

"Roxas? Where the hell are you?" His brother sounded out of breath. "We've all been worried sick!"

"I slept over Naminé's house last night and…" He looked at the bathroom door, "Sora, I need to call the police." he hung up without further explanation. Sora's face popped onto his screen as he attempted to call Roxas again. he hit the END button and dialed for the police.

"….Please know that you are being recorded…" He tuned in and out of the recording and waited for a human to pick up.

"My girlfriend killed herself last night and-"

"Address?" The man said dryly. Roxas gave him the address, his name and a promise that he would stay put until the police and ambulance arrived. He hung up and looked at the wall again. His fingers continued to shake as a held the unread letter. He still wouldn't read it. He would never read it. Ever.

"Maybe once, if I read it once." He said and opened it, "No, I can't." he folded it again and placed it, along with the gift in his pocket. "The police might take it for evidence, I might never get another chance. His fingers grasped it again. He pulled it out and read, although he would never admit it. "Roxas, This has nothing to do with you. Please know that I love you, with all of my heart, but all those memories of what he did to me… It's been too difficult for me to move on. I can't move away from the things he did and the things I've done. I'm a monster, Roxas. I want you to move forward, and to learn to love again. I know you'll be angry and upset, but please try to understand…I'm stuck. Love, Naminé."

He set the letter down on the bed where he found it inside the envelope. He would keep the wrist watch, an eternal reminder of her shortened time on Earth.

The police arrived ten minutes later, it would have been sooner if they thought they had a chance of saving her, to them, it was just another routine suicide. They gave him twenty four hours to write a statement and took the letter from him.

"Usually we wouldn't have to examine, but with the amount of blood, we might rule this a homicide." The officer said to what must be a new cop. Roxas sat on the front steps for a long time, he watched as they wheeled her body out of the house. Only when it began to turn to night did he leave his spot. He walked down the street to the bus stop where he had sat so many times with her.

The bus was four minutes early, so he was the only one at the stop. He looked down the street to see a man trying to catch the bus. Normally he would have advocated this to the bus driver, but today he figured that this man could suffer. He sat down in the back and looked out the window. The bus started to roll forward and his thoughts wandered.

…

"Roxas, Auntie Jane is pissed. She came all this way to tell you-" Sora stopped when he saw the blood on the cuffs of Roxas' pants and the tears streaking his face.

"Sora, Naminé... she…" He collapsed in his brothers arms. Sora held him close and he cried the entire story.

"Let me go tell mom and Auntie, go get some rest." Sora waited for Roxas to head up the stairs before he turned into the Kitchen.

Roxas couldn't sleep, he was too befuddled. He lay in his bed and looked up at the ceiling for a long time before sleep finally took him.

…

He woke up to find his aunt sitting at the foot of his bed. "Good morning." She whispered and took out a folder. "Roxas, I know this is a bad time and all… but your mother and I were talking and she decided to send you off to boarding school with your brother this year. "

Roxas rolled over and fell back asleep.