A/N: assignment I found from my senior year Creative Writing class. Very short story, but I liked I so I thought I would post it. It almost seems like a sequel to A Love Like Romeo and Juliet but its really not. Just a sad little ones-hot begging to be posted. Enjoy the angst.
Roxas set the bouquet of flowers in the case next to the headstone. The once-simple daisies had been dyed a vibrant, fiery red. The blonde smiles when he was done and lit the tall red candle on the other side. Gulping, he forced his smile to stay in place.
"Hey Axel, what's up?" Roxas say cross-legged in front of the gravesite, wrapping the overlarge sweatshirt around himself, a barrier from the wind.
"Everyone's doing fine. I got an A on that math test you said neither of us would pass. I was so excited. I can just picture what you would have done. I would have shown you and you would have ruffled my hair and said 'Good job shorty. I know you could do it the whole time, got it memorized?' Then I would have pouted and fixed my hair, just like always." Roxas wiped away a stray tear making its way down his cheek.
The wind blew again, almost extinguishing the candle. Roxas wrapped his hands around the flame until the wind died down again. He watched it flicker and dance as his tears came full force.
"Why Axe? Why did you have to leave now? You're my best friend and I had so many more things to tell you! I love you! I never got to tell you that I loved you. Really love you. We didn't get to kiss or cuddle or go to prom together. You're gone! You're gone and you're not coming back. Why did it have to be you? Why weren't you wearing your seatbelt? I always yelled at you for that, always. Your mom blames herself you know. She calls herself a murderer and says that she k-killed you! She wont go in your room. Everything is exactly how you left it except for the few things I took. I cant…I cant do this. I miss you so much. I hurts Axe, it hurts really bad."
Roxas stood, biting his lip. He wiped his cheeks off on his sleeves and blew out the candle with a shaky breath. He turned and headed out of the graveyard with slumped, shaking shoulders.
Here lies Axel. Devoted friend. Loving Son. May He Rest in Peace.
A/N: the worst part is, when I was typing this up, Two Is Better Than One by Boyslikegirls was playing on my iTunes. Trippy. Enjoy and please take a moment to R&R.
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RikaChan