As he took a step closer, the boy looked at him. He got up and he walked away. Axel didn't know the boy, but he did hear rumors about him. The rumors say that his name is Roxas, they say that his father killed his mother, and he got bailed out of jail and now he abuses Roxas.
Axel doesn't believe in rumors, he wants to talk to Roxas to see if its true. He continued walking on his way, an idea came to his head.
He got home and he entered his room. He grabbed a pad of paper and a pen and he sat on the bed.
Roxas,
Every single day I find it hard to say I could be yours alone You will see someday That all along the way I was yours to hold I was yours to hold
Axel read the note over and over. He shook his head, he ripped off the paper and crumbled in his hand. On a fresh sheet, he wrote in caps YOURS TO HOLD.
He rose from his bed , he picked up the note that was crumbled in a ball. He carefully unwrapped it and he left the house, he wanted to see the boy again. As he was walking down town, he saw the boy sitting on his porch steps, crying with his hair in his face.
Axel was hoping that'll he get a chance to talk to him. Once Roxas saw him he took off again.
This time Axel ran after him. Roxas was running as fast as he could away from Axel. Axel isn't giving up, he looked everywhere for the boy.
"Why me?"
Axel heard a boy's voice and crying, he smirked as he turned the corner and he saw the boy leaning up against a brick building.
Roxas was the red head. "What do you want?"
"I want to give you this," he handed Roxas the paper.
The boy sniffled and he took the note and he read it.
"Why are you running away?"
"I hate people! I just wanna die! Is this note spouse to be a joke? Why are you following me?"
"I want to talk to you. Why are you hurting?"
"I don't live a good life, nobody loves me!"
Axel wrapped his arms around him. "Its fine, you have me. Is it true about your parents?"
Roxas buried his face in his neck. "Yes, I'm tired of running from my pain and looking for love."
"You already found love."
"What are you talking about?"
"Roxas, I'll be the one who will love you and be there for you."
Roxas lifted his head up to look at the red head. "Really?"
He nodded and he placed a kiss on his cheek. "I love you."
Roxas placed a kiss on his lips. "I do too. Nobody have never said that to me."
Axel kissed him back. "Now I'm yours to hold."
A week later. Roxas never got better, his father gotten a lot worse. He was in his room writing a note to Axel.
Axel,
Thank you for being the one to hold me and love me. My dad has gotten worse and now its time for me to go. I'm sorry, I love you.
I'll always be with you,
Roxas
He hopped off his bed and he rushed outside with the note in his hand. He walked in his driveway and he stook the note in his window wipers and he walked off.
Axel just got outside, he glared at his car and he saw a note, he removed the wipers to get the note and he read it.
After he read it, he went to look for Roxas. He saw him about to jump off the bridge. "Roxas, you don't have to do this!"
"I can't live anymore, I'm sorry." Roxas jumped off the bridge.
"ROXAS!" He fell to his knees and he cried.
The next day he visited his grave, he placed a note at his grave. It said I love you, I wish you were here.
Axel walked off.