Finally Found Love
Zexion sat perched on the edge of the river bank, his knees pulled in tight
to his chest. He had spent the entire night sitting out here thinking about how
alone he felt, now that he had been forced to move away from his childhood
home. He had left everything behind, his house, his school, and the only person
he had ever called 'friend'. Tears rolled down Zexion's cheeks, and he wiped
them away with his sleeve.
He sat for a minute more, pulling himself together, then stood, and
headed back to the house that he would never be able to call 'home'. His mom
sat, slumped at the table, surrounded by unopened boxes and empty wine
bottles.
"Zexy, where haave you b-been?" His mom's words came out slightly
slurred, and she lifted her head up off the table to look at him. "I was worried a-
about you." Sure you were mom, Zexion thought to himself. He walked over to
the counter and poured his mom a cup of coffee, stirring in some milk and sugar.
He set it on the table beside her.
"Try to sober up mom," He whispered, his voice cold and emotionless.
She smiled up at him drunkenly. He shook his head and then walked off, taking
the stairs two at a time to get to his room.
He slammed his bedroom door, and flopped down onto his mattress. Unpacked
boxes of books and clothes lay scattered around his room in random stacks and
piles. Zexion grabbed a book out of one of the boxes and pulled the covers up over his
legs. He had decided that he was going to spend the rest of the day reading, so as to
keep his mind off of starting school the next day.
He hated the idea of having to attend a new school. He hardly had any friends at
his old school, how was he supposed to make new ones? Maybe I'm just socially inept,
and that's why everyone things I'm a wing nut, Zexion thought, brushing strands of
silver-blue hair out of his face.
In order to avoid crying again, Zexion focused all of his attention on the book he
was holding. He read for hours, until finally falling asleep sitting up, the book still in his
hands.
