Drawbacks
of life Disclaimer:
A/N:
Okay, so I got the feeling that I MUST write AkuRoku, it's my sad
obsession and I have so many ideas which I have to write to the next
chapters. But this is my first fic which is ever proceeded this far,
so it would really save my day if you review and tell what do you
think about this. There might be some mistakes in spelling and
grammars, but I think this is still understandable text, so don't
mention them. u__u Now I think that should I post this or not but I
need some critic. The first chapter may seem odd and maybe lame, but
everything starts to get clear in next chapters. * hee hee* Don't
sue me, just read, please!
Warnings: Bad
language, ANGST, drinking and other stuff, yaoi coming later
chapters.
Pairings: AkuRoku, other pairings.
Chapter 1 – Congratulations, I hate you
Do you know that feeling when you feel like you want to change some things of your life? When you wish that some things would be different, when you want to forget a memory and even hope that you never existed?
I have that feeling, I've had it a very long
time, probably for my entire life. As other people keep going in
their lives and get over of their problems, I have remained in place
just wondering what should I do or should I give up. I hate my own
weakness. Sometimes everything seems brighter than yesterday, and
then again I'm like pulled down with immense power and I feel again
like the walls are falling on me and I can't get out. And still I
don't want that anyone helps me, I have to get along by myself.
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I heard shouting. The footsteps
started to carry louder, so did that very familiar voice, and that
voice had that too familiar tone. Then I realised that the shouting
was meant for me, in other words I had done something wrong again,
so...
My father appeared to the hall of our house. He looked
so mad again, and before I even had time to manage what I had done
this time, he grabbed on the collar of my shirt. I noticed the smell
of alcohol and I knew that he has been drinking again.
Dad said
something insulting to me – I didn't clarify what was it because he
spoke little bit thickly– and then he threw me against the wall. I
heard a crash, something had fell to pieces when I hit the white wall
of the room. What got broken, that I didn't know because I didn't
dare to open my eyes 'cause I knew what was coming.
"...and you are just tramping here with that cocky face without doing anything. You're so slothful and stupid that you'll never become anything!", he yelled at me.
I have heard those same things so many times before so that actually didn't even hurt me anymore. And maybe he was right, maybe I am useless and stupid, why otherwise it's always me who gets all of father's anger.
He lifted me up from the floor and pressed me against the wall. I looked down, I didn't want to meet his gaze. I tried to break free of his grip but he didn't let go.
"Aren't you just a stupid asshole like your mother was, are you? You are nothing but trouble to me, just like she was."
"Let me go", I mumbled desperately without taking my eyes off the floor.
I should have known that talk back to dad made him even more angry. He looked me for a second and then raised his hand to hit me.
Beating. Shouting. More beating.
With every slap he gave me I felt even more miserable.
Then he just went away and left me in the hall.
I sat on the floor feeling so pathetic. Things have been like this as long as I remember. Dad was always at work or working at home, but in the evenings he starts drinking and he starts to act very aggressively. Almost every day he makes up an excuse why he should yell at me and beat me. I didn't know why it was always me, though I definitely don't want that he beats my brothers or anything. I'm just so... tired to all of this.
I looked at my right hand. I had fallen onto some glass shards when something got broken earlier. That's why there were some small, bleeding wounds in my palms. I bet my face was all black and blue. I was pretty sure about that because I couldn't open my left eye properly, so the corner of my left eye must be swelling up.
I let a shaky sigh from my mouth and got up cautiously. Then I walked through the hall as quietly as I could and sneaked upstairs. I tried to be quiet so dad wouldn't get another reason to beat me up.
I went through upstairs' dark corridor to the bathroom. I scrounged up a towel from a cabinet so I could stanch the bleeding in my hands. I looked at the wall mirror and saw that I had a black eye and the corner of my eye was really swollen, so was my lower lip. I spat to the sink because I tasted the blood in my mouth.
I pressed the towel against my lip and just stood there for a moment staring at my face through mirror. I just had thought that I felt pathetic, now I noticed that I also looked like that.
Oh god, how many times I have been standing here, trying to heal my worst injuries and wondering what had I done to deserve this and what would I say at school when someone asks why my face looks like this.
Sometimes I didn't even bother to do any of those, so I just sat on the floor and made long, bleeding cuts on my wrists like it would help anything. I hate it when I'm doing that because I think that's stupid but it has become an obsession which I can't stop. I've been doing that maybe since I was fifteen years old and I started to get more depressed about all of this.
You may wonder why I'm not telling to anyone about all of this. I don't want to tell the truth about my father to anyone because I don't want to move to children's house, I can move out by myself right when I'll get money from somewhere but it's difficult to find a job when you don't have any education yet.
The other reason was I don't want other people's pity, I wouldn't need anything less than someone saying how sorry he or she was for me, because it's not true.
Suddenly I heard a knock behind me so I jolted and turned around at the door where the voice had came from.
"Roxas, are you okay?" my brother Sora whispered when he poked his head from between the door in the room.
Give
me one reason why I should be okay,
I thought and turned my face away from Sora's worried look.
"Yeah",
I muttered and pushed him out of the door so I could walk by him and
to my room. He tried to follow me but I slammed the door shut in
front of his nose so he understood to stay outside.
Sora is my
twin brother, but we aren't very similar-looking except from face and
we both are kind of short and skinny. Both of us also have very spiky
hair, but his hair is a little bit longer and spikier than
mine.
Those are the only identical features we share; Sora is
usually very cheerful, social and carefree, very much opposite of me.
I am... well, maybe I'm a little bit less joyful and happy-go-lucky
than my brother is. We don't seem like twins anyway, Sora's hair is
brown and I'm blond like our older brother Cloud.
Cloud is many
years older than me and Sora, so he has moved out of here, but I
think he lives with dad's money like we do but in his own apartment.
Our father has always been working very hard, he owns some big companies – I'm not sure what they are for, we haven't really talked about anything during my life– so we have pretty much money. He has always been a bit of a workaholic which made him so stressed and quick-tempered, but during the last few months he had seemed even more aggressive than before and he has started to drink more alcohol than he had drunk earlier. He had been very violent since our mother passed away about 14 years ago, when me and Sora were about three years old. I wonder sometimes that what kind of our life would be if mom would still be here. Cloud told us that mom's death was hard to take for dad, so maybe dad wouldn't be like that if mom were here.
I turned to my back in my bed and stared the roof, though I couldn't see anything well because the room was dark. I tried to sleep but I couldn't. I was afraid that dad would freak out again and come to my room to beat the shit out of me. Of course it didn't matter was I awake then or not, but I just couldn't fall asleep when I thought about that.
Luckily the house seemed to be all silent, so maybe dad had passed out or went to sleep. I sighed again and squeezed that same towel what I've had taken from the bathroom just a moment ago. Then I looked at my hands and noted that they weren't bleeding anymore, so I threw the towel to the dark corner of my small room.
I didn't want to live with dad, but I didn't want to move out either. One day, Cloud suggested that we would move in with him but I didn't want to bother him so much. I would move out by myself if I'll get a job, I don't think dad would pay my living like he does pay Cloud's, he seems to hate me so much.
I yawned and turned on my side to look at the alarm clock which was on the table next to my bed. The digital numbers told that it was 04:39 am. Luckily I didn't have school tomorrow because we had still this week left of summer vacation, I would be too tired and I'd had to make some explanations for people who kept asking what happened to my face.
I noticed that I was getting even more sleepy. I closed my eyes and soon I was asleep.
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The grave
was covered with many bouquets of flowers, which meant that not too
long time ago there had been funeral. "Hi, mom, we came to
see you again", the oldest of the boys said quietly with a sad
smile on his face. He knelt down so he could pick the withered
flowers and throw them away. The brown-haired one of the two
younger boys knelt down too and yanked some grass from the ground.
Then he looked at the older boy and asked: "Why did they bury mom
in there? Can she breathe in there?" Then he pointed the grave and
looked very confused. "No, silly. Of course mom's not buried
underground. Grandma told us that she's watching us from the heaven
sitting on the white clouds, remember?" the older kid tried to
explain to the brunette boy, he probably knew that so young child
like that boy didn't understand if he'd say that she's dead and they
won't see their mother ever again. "But..." the
brown-haired kid said still a confused look on his face, "...there's
no clouds in the sky now." The older boy just looked the kid
abashed and tried to make up a good explanation. "And I want
to see mom now, I can't see her if she's in the heaven. Will she come
back soon?" The other of the young kids, the one with the
blond hair, looked at the other boy with an angry face. The oldest boy just
looked at the boys and didn't know what to say. He was clearly
surprised about that what the blond boy had said, he hadn't supposed
that so young kid would understand things like death yet. "Roxas
you are so mean. Mom wouldn't leave us. Stupid!" the brown-haired
said with a shaky voice. Now he started to cry too. "Maybe
we should go home, dad will get home today from the hospital", the
oldest boy said trying to make the younger boys calm down. "No,
I want to see mom first, you can go home with Roxas..." Roxas. Roxas, wake up!
There
they were again.
Three young boys walking on the graveyard's
paths. Two of them were very young, the third one was maybe over ten
years old. They walked silently until they were in front of a grave
which was under a big maple tree of which leaves have turned yellow
and some of them were falling slowly on the ground.
"You
are so stupid. Once someone goes to heaven, they don't come back
again. Mom's not coming back!" the boy yelled at the brunette boy
who got tears in his eyes.
"What? You are stupid and a liar!
Cloud tell him that that's not true!"
I felt someone's hand shaking my shoulder. I mumbled something vague so who was trying to wake me up would know that I'm awake.
God, how much I hated that flashback-dream which I saw continuously. Or I'm not sure is that a flashback or is it just my imagination, however, it felt like a far-off memory of that time after mother's death. It was every time exactly the same, but usually it won't end like that.
I opened my eyes slowly – or rather my other eye, the left eye didn't still open properly.
The first thing I saw was my brother Cloud's face. The other thing was that the rising sun dazzled my eyes so I turned around and yanked the blanket over my head.
"Cloud, what are you doing here? Just that you know, I've had slept a very little so could you please go away so I can sleep just a couple of hours?" I mumbled the blanket still on my face.
Cloud didn't say anything, but I actually felt his glare when he wrenched the blanket to the floor.
"Oh come on, give it back", I whined dully. My eyes finally got used to the light so I opened them again as well as I could.
Cloud was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at me with a blank look.
"You look horrible", he finally said, still looking at me with that expressionless face.
"Well thanks a lot", I muttered without looking at him. I cast my glance at floor because I couldn't look at his eyes, but I knew he was staring at me until I'd give up.
At last I made myself to meet his same blue eyes as mine. He looked pretty worried and almost angry. I couldn't help it but I started to feel a little nervous when I noticed that, because that reminded me of dad's face when he was mad. Of course Cloud wasn't like dad at all, so I got ashamed when I had compared them.
"So what do you want?" I asked him with a maybe too furious tone.
"Seriously, Roxas... I don't want that you two are staying here anymore. Dad isn't acting normally anymore, and I don't want to just be at my house and wait when something worse happens", Cloud said.
Well Sora's just fine in here, I thought, and what would be worse than this anyway, I would be only grateful if dad would beat me dead.
"And your point is...?" I asked like I wouldn't know what he meant. Cloud let a sigh and rubbed his forehead. He does that every time he's getting annoyed.
"My point is that you really should move in to my house. Dad's sending me enough money and would probably send more if you and Sora would live with me", he said and got up from the bed.
I chuckled sarcastically. "Yeah right."I looked at the clock, it was 10:17 am. I raised my eyebrows and looked at Cloud again.
"What are you doing here anyway? And this early? Didn't dad wake up?" I asked. Usually dad would get nuts if someone would be too noisy this early; dad sleeps normally till afternoon if he don't have to go to work in the morning, because he's doing paperwork or something very late in his room, and before that the house must be totally silent.
"No, didn't he tell you that he's going to London to a business trip for a week?" he asked and picked up that bloody towel which I had thrown to the floor last night.
"This may come to you as a surprise but we didn't have a very long dad and son- conversation last night so we didn't tell our next day's plans to each other", I said mockingly and touched carefully the corner of my eye. "Oww", I whispered almost quietly and stopped touching my bruised face.
Cloud rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I know, but I thought that he might have mentioned that. Anyway, along with that I am trying to make your life a little easier by offering you a free apartment, I also have a favor to ask", he said and crossed his arms.
I raised my head a bit. "What is it?"
"Well...", Cloud started and leaned to wall, "I'm going to...elsewhere for a few days and I was thinking that maybe..."
"Where are you going?" I interrupted.
"None of your business", he answered quickly. I thought I saw a slight blush on his face, but maybe I imagined it. I knew he wouldn't tell even how much I'd keep asking, so I didn't bother to harp on.
"Anyway... do you remember my dog Dai? I thought that while I'm gone you and Sora would stay in my house and feed him and so?"
Oh didn't I remember that retarded mutt Cloud owned. It has to be the most stupid dog in the whole universe, it drools all the time, it smells horrible and it keeps running towards doors and all that kind of stuff (what do you mean that I don't like dogs? Noooo...) I knew the answer to Cloud's question even without thinking about it.
"Oh that would be great, how many days you are gone?"
I gave a murderous look for Sora, who had suddenly appeared to my room and had just sat down next to me with a wide smile on his face.
"Three days. I'm leaving tomorrow", Cloud answered to Sora's question.
"Do you really need me there Sora?" I asked with an irritated face. It was kinda clear that he had approved to Cloud's favor already.
"Yeah, otherwise you would just be pouting here the rest of the vacation, like you usually are. Come ooon, Roxas, I'll get lonely if you aren't coming with me", Sora whimpered and started to wrench my arm.
I
sighed. "Fine."
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So,
in the next day we went to Cloud's house.
The house was a regular house made of red brick with two floors and all the other houses in that block were exactly same looking.
I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply while Sora was trying to find the keys from his jeans' pocket.
"Come on, Roxas, cheer up", he said to
me and pulled bunch of keys from his pocket. Then he started to look
for the right key which would match to the lock of the front
door. Easy
to him to say that,
Then a loud barking started inside the house. Right when Sora cracked the door, a head of a German shepherd poked out. That dog was about one year old, if I remember right, and it really even looked like sort of a dumb dog. But, for an unknown reason, Sora seemed to like it.
"Well helloooo, Dai. Did you miss me, did you? Aww who's a good boy?" he scraped Dai behind it's ears and talked to it same way like the old ladies liked to talk to babies. The dog just barked and kept jumping against Sora while I tried to get inside the house.
Then the dog ran after me when I was carrying my stuff to the bedroom and twirled around my legs. I glared the dog and when I didn't pay any attention to it, it ran through the corridor back to Sora.
I
lied down on the bed and picked my cell phone from my pocket to see
what's the time. To my surprise there was a "1 new message"-text
on the screen. I opened the message. "Hi
Roxas, I'm sorry that I've been so busy that we haven't had a chance
to see each other for a while. I hope you are feeling better than
last month. I'll let you know when we are coming to visit again,
hopefully asap. :) I love you."
The message was from my girlfriend Naminé. She was born in France and then moved here in USA when she was 5 years old, but then last year, when her parents divorced, she moved back to France with her father and comes back here in holidays. In other words that means we see each other very rarely.
When I was about 15 years old, I got depressed, as I mentioned earlier, and I started to push people further off me, I just didn't want to talk with anyone. In the end even my friends got fed up with me and left me alone, just like I have wanted. Everybody except Naminé. Then I kind of gave up and stopped trying to push her away when I realised that she was decided to stay by my side. She's probably only one who I never told anything about me, what was bothering me and so on. I don't talk to even her very much so I don't understand how she had stood me all these years.
So we've been dating about two years, but I don't know can I call this dating when we see each other barely once in two months, but I really want to break up with her either after how supportive and understandable she had been all this time.
I felt kind of sleepy, because I didn't sleep well yesterday. Last night I slept well but I had to wake up early because we came at Cloud's house. It was barely 10 am.
I closed my eyes and started to fall asleep even I had been awake only three hours...
Actually I didn't sleep longer than maybe 10 minutes.
I woke up because something had jumped on my chest and started to huff on my face. I opened my eyes and saw that horrible hyper-energetic dog staring at me and drooling on my shirt.
"Leave me alone!" I shouted and got up to evict the animal. It jumped off of the bed and ran out of the room while Sora appeared to the door.
"Dai seems to like you very much", he grinned and avoided the pillow I threw towards him. "You should be friendlier to me, I made you food", he said and threw the pillow back to me.
I didn't say anything but I got up and followed Sora to the kitchen.
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Time was almost 4 pm when me and Sora were sitting on the living room's couch watching TV. Both of us were totally bored, even Dai seemed to be calmed down, because it wasn't running around the house anymore. I could even see how bored my brother was; he was sighing in every minute while he was changing the channels with a bored face, and he was squirming all the time on the couch which made me more annoyed than I already was.
"Aw man it's so boring", he said and rose his legs on the table. We both just sat silent for many minutes, until Sora's look changed like he's got a very good idea.
Oh no, I thought. Usually no one but Sora himself thinks that his ideas are good, so I kind of knew already that there's coming something stupid.
"Let's throw a party", he said with a scary shimmer in his eyes.
What
did I just say?"What?
No way", I exclaimed.
"Well why not?" he asked with a
disappointed tone. "Cloud would kill us, this is his house", I
answered but I knew that there was coming more coaxing coming.
"No he won't if he don't find out", he grinned.
We argued for that a while. I didn't like his idea at all, because I really wasn't a party-person and I was afraid of that if something would get broken or something like that, Cloud wouldn't like that at all. Although he said that we can do what we want and he made me come here, so maybe if wouldn't be so bad idea if Sora wouldn't have that bad habit that he goes too far sometimes and he totally gets crazy then.
"Pleeease, if I invite just a couple of my friends and...", he whined.
"All right, do whatever you want if you leave me alone then", I said and shook my arm so Sora would let go of it.
He grinned and got up from the couch and ran upstairs, probably to make phone calls.
I turned off the TV and rubbed my forehead. I really hoped that anything stupid won't happen what we'd regret later.
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The
first question what came to my mind was "why
in the hell I trusted him
?" about an hour after I let him to throw a party – for a "couple
of his friends" as we had agreed before.
Well, the "couple of his friends" meant that the whole fucking house was full of people – most of them were totally random, I bet even Sora himself didn't know all those who had came here. He'll be so dead when I see him.
I was peeking from between that bedroom's door where I had thrown my stuff in the morning, that retarded dog Dai with me. It was looking at me with a curious look and snuffing like it had been running around the house just a while ago... and it was dropping drool all around the rug.
Very soon I had enough of hiding in the room with Dai, so I decided to go to see what was happening, so I left the dog in the bedroom alone where it probably would stay without anyone interrupting it and nothing would happen. I tried to be as unnoticeable as I could and tried to avoid all the random people who started to get a little tipsy – some of the people had brought alcohol with them and Sora had "borrowed" something from Cloud's cupboards. As I probably told you, I'm not the most social person in the world and definitely not a person who likes to party. I wasn't interested either about getting drunk, I had seen enough drunks in my life at home, with reference to dad.
Anyway, I didn't manage to get very far when someone glomped me from behind.
"Hellooo", the random person shouted to my ear and I started to fear for my sense of hearing. "You should drink this, this is so good", she squealed and jabbed some can to my nose.
"No thanks", I said and shook the girl who I haven't even seen before off of me.
What an idiot, I thought when she bounced away to her friends.
Maybe it was a bad idea to get anyone even know I was here.
I walked upstairs because I wanted some fresh air and the balcony would be the best option. So I walked to the end of the upstairs' corridor and opened slightly the balcony's door so I could check was there anyone. Luckily there was no one, I didn't want company.
I took a deep breath of outdoor air when I sat on the bench and leaned on wooden edge of the small terrace. I heard loud speaking coming from below – some of the people had gone outside, probably to smoke. I looked over the edge to notice I had been right. Two person's were talking cheerfully to each other and the smell of cigarette made me want to smoke too. No, I don't smoke as it were a habit for me, sometimes it just made feel a little better.
I groaned when I heard a loud crash from inside. I really wasn't sure did I even want to know what have caused that noise. This won't bode anything good.
People from below went back inside, so it was just me and chilly late-summer evening. The sun was soon set and it was kind of silent now except the noises coming from the house or the far-off voices of traffic coming further. I looked to nowhere, but I noticed that the leaves of trees are starting to turn yellow, fall was coming.
Cloud's house was actually really nice, but I really didn't know what should I do. If I move in with him, dad would maybe stop giving money for Cloud and I didn't want to cause that, because if I had understood right, he didn't have a job right now.
Speaking of which, I wonder where Cloud went for these few days and why he didn't want to tell it for us. I didn't figure out what would be so secret that he wouldn't say it for his own brothers.
I had enjoyed my own company probably less than quarter hour when I heard the door behind me get closed. I didn't bother to turn around and check who came, some random maniac anyway.
Someone sat on the bench next to
me, So I got curious and I had to look, although very quickly, who it
was. Somebody I don't know or haven't seen before – trust me, I
definitely would remember if I had seen him, he looked so
unforgettable.
The person was very tall, especially if you compare
him with me, and maybe two or three years older, but my attention was
in his hair: his spiky hair was bright red, not that kind of common
hair color red, it was like a "shock color".
I took another quick look of him. He was most likely writing a text message, at least his green eyes were at the phone and he was fiddling fast the keypad of the cell phone.
I turned my gaze elsewhere because I didn't want to look like I would want to start a conversation with Mr. Weirdo. Soon the tapping sound stopped and he leaned too on the balcony's edge. He was sitting on the other side of the bench, but I got the feeling as he was going to say something.
"Why aren't you inside with others?" he asked casually. I knew I'd have to speak with him. I raised my eyebrow and glared him with a numb look.
"Not really interested", I said.
I noticed under his emerald green eyes were small tattoos, which looked like small tear drops upside down. I started to wonder where Sora knew him from. I was a little surprised of that here was really someone along with me who wasn't going to be drunk today.
"I could ask the same question from you", I added, hoping that he'll leave soon so I could keep my grieving.
"Kinda same. And I have to drive my friend home today so no drinking", he said and looked like me as would been trying to remember has he seen me somewhere before.
I was getting annoyed, I don't know why, but pretty often I found myself very pissed when I had those chats with random people. And the other thing was I really started to want a cigarette.
"Do you smoke", I asked from the red-haired guy a little hopefully. But he shook his head and said: "No, not anymore. But now when you mentioned, I would like to have one cigarette, sometimes it just does good for your nerves."
"Yup", I sneered.
The redhead
got up from the bench. "Wait a second", he mumbled and went to
the door. He poked his head inside the house and yelled something to
someone.
I followed his functions with my eyes. A guy with a sand-colored hair came to him. Well he was really drunk - even though it was still kind of early, I could see it because he was staggering a little and laughing like an idiot.
"Yea I have some, you can have these because we are SO good friends", he giggled stupidly for the redhead. He said something to his drunken friend – yeah I couldn't hear him but his friend shouted pretty loudly so his voice was well heard. The redhead was coming back but his friend grabbed his shoulder. "But don't tell anyone I gave them because I stole them from somebody's pocket", he said and left laughing hysterically like he would have said something funny. He slammed the door closed but his voice carried to my ears even he was in the house.
The redhaired guy came back chuckling and
rolling his eyes. He picked a lighter from the pocket of his black
jacket – I wondered why did he have a lighter anyway if he didn't
smoke. He took a tobacco from the cigarette box, which his friend had
apparently gave him, and offered it then for me.
"Thanks", I
mumbled quietly.
We were smoking our cigarettes in total silence. A cold wind blew through my hair which made me shiver, and all the smoke of our tobaccos came to my face.
The guy next to me was humming something and was writing a text message again. I was barely listening to the melody of the song he was humming, and in a moment I thought I recognized it...
Barbie girl? Was that fucking weirdo humming Barbie Girl?! Now I started to feel more like I should jump from the balcony.
"You
have a nice house", the redhead said suddenly and put the cell
phone to his jeans' pocket again.
"I don't live here", I said
roughly. I wondered why did he think I lived here, but I didn't
bother to ask. The other thing I reflected was didn't he really have
anything else to do than trying to start a conversation with me even
I had tried to imply that I wasn't in chatting- mood. I dumped the
rest of the cigarette and didn't pay any more attention to him,
although from the corner of my eye I still saw him. Now he was
tapping the edge of the balcony with his fingertips as he won't stand
still even for a second. I looked elsewhere but I got that feeling
again like he was staring at me.
"What happened to that?"
he asked and rose his hand to point the corner of my eye where was
still a very tepid bruise left. I had forgotten that I still had it
but luckily it couldn't be seen easily.
When he rose his hand I
got some kind of reflex and I startled like I'd thought that he was
going to punch me. God, I had become sensitive because of dad.
I got embarrassed about my behavior and muttered something about walking towards door. Yeah, I know, not very believable but he didn't ask anything else.
It had become colder and darker outside, we must've been sitting there for a long time without doing anything. I checked the time of my phone, almost 11 pm.
"Aren't you
Sora's brother?" redhead asked. I rolled my eyes, of course I was
better known as Sora's quiet and angsty brother.
"Yeah", I
said lamely.
"Are you his older brother?" he kept asking.
"No,
we're twins", I mumbled. "Really? You don't seem like
twins."
"Twins doesn't always mean that they're like each other's clones", I said to him with a pissed tone. Usually people gets very quickly fed up with me just because of that mine nonchalant and unfriendly way of talking, but I don't know didn't he just get that or why it doesn't work with him.
"I know that, smartass", he chuckled.
The door opened behind
us again so we both turned around to check who was coming.
It was
that redhead's drunken friend. If he was a little tipsy earlier, now
he seemed to be really drunk. He walked with staggering steps closer
and fell on the bench between me and the redhead. He ignored me and
leaned his head on redhead's shoulder.
"Axel I feel sick can you drive me home now?" he whined with a thickly voice.
I rolled my eyes and hoped Sora would have spared his dignify this time, unlike that guy, and not crying for someone about something idiotic or passed out under the table or something else stupid what he'd usually do when he's drunk.
The redhead sighed and helped his friend up. "You know, it's your own fault, Dem", he said when the other guy was up. "No it's not", he cried and wandered very unstably steps and started to hold on the terrace's edge as he would fall if he wouldn't do that.
"I gotta go now", the redhead said to me. "Oh, right. My name's Axel, got it memorized?"
I looked at him lamely. "Yeah."
"What
'yeah'?" he asked and watched his friend tried to get on to the
door half crawling.
"Yeah, I got it memorized", I answered
briefly.
"It's part of good manners when someone introduces
himself, you usually introduce yourself back", the Axel- named guy
said.
"I don't have manners", I snorted. Then he just
stared me again, clearly waiting for that I say something. "Don't
you already know my name?" I asked from him.
"No, I only knew
you're Sora's brother. Actually that was a guess, you look kinda
similar", Axel said and took again his cell phone because it had
made a beep. He read something from it's screen, put the phone back
to his pocket and kept staring at me with awaiting look.
"It's
Roxas", I finally sighed.
"Okay, Roxy", he grinned.
"I
said Roxas", I said. He really was starting to annoy me with that
smartass-attitude.
"I heard, but that's a good nickname", he said, still grinning widely.
I didn't say anything, because that Axel's drunken friend got my attention by singing 'I believe I can fly' and dangling his head outside the balcony.
"Okay, this is getting scary now. Bye Roxy, see ya later!" Axel said and went to his friend.
I looked after them with a lame expression. I wouldn't mind if I won't see him later, he was giving me a headache.
After I had sat there a while by myself and watched Axel's car driving away I ventured to go inside the house and see how Sora was. I couldn't find him anyway so I decided to find him in the morning.
A/N: So, this was the first chapter, plenty of more coming up! Reviews, please, it motivates me to write if I know there's even one person in the world who would want to read this to end. n___n
