I walked back to the blond Demyx, who was standing next to a worn trailer, holding a pastel blue cotton candy, eating it innocently. I had my girlfriend Naminé attached to my arm, holding on for dear life. She was giggling and giving me the puppy-love eyes, but it didn't make my stomach flutter like it used to.
"Roxas! Let's go on the Ferris Wheel next!" The blond girl nearly yelled at me. I flinched slightly, and she giggled again.
"Hold on Naminé, I have to go to the bathroom first." I smiled a little to her, and pulled away from her. "I'll only be a minutes."
My girlfriend, best friend, myself and a few other friends had spent the entire day at a carnival. We were having a good time, though, I have been thinking a lot lately about breaking up with my girlfriend. I like her, but I just feel like she is pulling away from me.
I slipped inside the nasty public bathroom, making a face toward the dark, depressing walls and grime-covered sinks. As I was turning from looking at my reflection in the lonely mirror, I smashed into something. Or rather, someone. I fell back and landed hard on my ass on the cement floor. I looked up to see a tall redhead standing in front of me, the same look on his face that I was sure was on mine. Pure surprise.
"S-Sorry..." The male's voice faltered, but he quickly regained his composure and offered a hand. I took it and stood up, still staring at him with a blank face.
"Axel, right?" I finally questioned quietly. I had seen him around school a lot. I had math with him last semester, though I never talked to him.
He nodded, and I noticed he still had a hold on my hand. I pulled it back quickly, blushing a little. He got a little closer, and I backed up until I felt the cold wall behind my back. He put an arm up near my head, leaning against the wall.
"Roxas..."
I continued to stare at him. "W-What?"
He leaned down and kissed me lightly. "I...Love you. I have...All year..."
I didn't move. I was completely unsure of what to say or do. Honestly, I had never really thought about this man. He was nothing but one of those people in the background of my life. He kissed me again, and I pushed him away.
"I don't know you." I replied coldly, but the rejected look in his eyes felt like a stab in the gut.
"I'm...Sorry. For this." He apologized.
I continued staring at him, and he pressed me against the walls, forcefully kissing me again. I felt his hand move down to the front of my jeans, and I tried to push him away again, but he didn't move. He was a lot bigger, and stronger than me.
That night, I was raped.
But, it wasn't as bad as it sounds. It was against my will, but from then, we started dating. I left my girlfriend.
And, here now, is senior year. And, things look promising with Axel. I found out that he had liked me since grade school, which was actually okay with me.
So, standing at graduation next to my boyfriend, I was thinking about how things were going to be different now. New things, new experiences, new responsibilities. The thought excited me, and as I looked up at him, he smiled down at me, and I knew he was thinking about the same thing.