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~A World of Pain and Hell~

"Roxas!"

"What do you want, Axel?"

Roxas was in a grumpy mood.

"I just wanted to ask you if you were going on the Organization trip to Disney World, but if you're going to be an ass about it, never mind!" I said, hiding the hurt.

I seriously hate it when a certain blonde I know is really pissed off at something.

"Yeah, I'm going on the trip. Are you going?"

"Nah, I'd probably burn everything so I figured that it'd be best if I don't go."

Roxas blinked.

"I'm going to go talk to Xion, y'know, ask her if she's going."

I nodded, Roxas walked off to go find the stupid bitch we all call Xion. I retreated to my room in Castle Oblivion and proceeded to scream into a pillow. I loved Roxas, but sometimes I felt like he wants me to go through hell. Maybe because he wanted to personally get revenge because I hung out with Dem.

Speaking of Dem, he just happened to waltz in right after I was screaming and attempting one of my emo-moments, and took the knife out of my hands.

"Hey, Dem, what's up?" I droned.

"You shouldn't try to kill yourself every time Roxas goes to hang out with Xion, Axel." Demyx looked concerned.

"I wasn't trying to kill myself."

"So why did you have this knife?"

"I was sharpening my chakrams."

"So where are they?"

Shit. He had me there.

"Fine. You win. I was trying to kill myself. Happy?"

"No, Axel, I'm not happy! It's not okay for you to think that you have to die!"

I leaned against the pillows on my bed.

"What else am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, but killing yourself isn't the answer to your problems. That's just cowardice."

"Did Zexion tell you to say that?"

"Maybe he did, maybe he didn't."

I took the knife out of Demyx's slack grip and put it at my bedside table, in the drawer.

"Whatever, Dem, just drop it." I pleaded.

Demyx hugged me. I froze with shock.

"D-Dem, what-"

Dem cut me off by glomping me.

"Dem, you eat too much cheese, get off!"

I pushed Demyx off of me.

"Not cool, Dem!"

He ran out of my room.

Perfect, I thought, now I can hopefully die in piece.

I cut a thin line across my wrist, wincing as the blade sliced through my flesh.

Maybe I shouldn't be doing this…

A memory of Roxas flashed through my mind.

"Axel?"

"Yeah?"

"If I neglected you, what would you do?"

"I'd probably want to kill myself. Apart from Demyx, you're the only one that doesn't hate me."

"Axel! You can't kill yourself!" Roxas looked at me apologetically.

That was when I knew he was going to leave me.

I inspected the damage, and deemed it minimal. So I cut deeper. This time, I hit a vein.

Demyx walked in as I put the knife on the table, and the room started spinning.

"Axel, you wouldn't leave me alone, would you?" Demyx asked.

It was a memory.

"I dunno, it depends on the situation." I replied.

"What do you mean?"

I shrugged.

"What if we get split up on a mission or something? I would have to leave you alone."

"Promise you won't leave me alone unless it's necessary?"

"I promise."

"Axel, don't do this! AXEL!" Demyx was crying.

"Dem? W-What happened to-" I fell into the darkness.

Demyx shook me, tied a cloth around my wrist, and called an ambulance.

"Axel, you have to wake up! You can't leave me alone! You promised!"

My eyelids fluttered open.

"I'm not leaving you alone, Dem. I'm just…so tired…" I fell back into the shadows.

"Why did you do this to yourself, Axel?"

It was the first time I cut myself. Demyx was bandaging my wrists.

"Roxas left me, Dem. I've lost everything."

"That's not true, Axel, you still have me."

How much I must have hurt Demyx that day.

"Ael, honey, wake up. It's time for school."

School. Ugh.

"Mom, five more minutes." I had pleaded.

"No, Ael. Wake up!"

I had woken up and glared at my own mother. I had then felt ashamed of myself.

"Sorry, mom."

"AXEL! D-Don't go!" There was a stranger sitting next to me in a weird car thing.

"Where are we?" I asked groggily.

"An ambulance, Axe. You tried to fricking kill yourself!"

"Hm, that's funny, I don't remember that or you. Who are you?"

"Axel, it's me, Demyx! The melodious nocturne!"

I looked at Demyx questioningly.

"Do I know you?"