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Never Let Go

Polymoly

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"Roxas, I…"

Naminé's blonde bangs covered up her previously bright sapphire orbs, only to be filled with fear and insecurity. She looked down, fiddling nervously with her slim fingers, unsure of what to say to her companion standing in front of her. Naminé had found no easy way to say this. Whatever she had to say next, it was going to change everything between them.

Naminé hesitated whether she should really tell him or not.

But really, the truth had to be out somehow. Better now than never.

The blonde boy standing in front of her looked no happier than she was. He was confused, as he himself didn't know what to do at this time. He tried to draw conclusions by staring deep inside her bright blue eyes to no success. All he saw was sorrow and possibly, guilt. Roxas ran his fingers through his unnaturally spiked golden hair. He always does this whenever he was nervous or unsure of something.

Though of all the things he didn't understand about Naminé, he knew that this was his time to wait. Wait until she was ready to tell him. Wait just like what he did before to win her heart. Wait until she was ready to accept him into her life.

But out of nowhere, the curiosity inside him just couldn't handle it anymore. This was killing him. The awkward silence, her sorrow, the look in her eyes, all was enough not to be said. With all the courage he could mustered, he decided he would be the first to break the ice. He was not as patience as before.

He knew something was wrong.

"So.. What do you want to talk about, Nam?" he regained his composure and managed to show his signature boyish smile that Naminé always cooed about. Despite his worry towards the petite blonde, he wanted to make sure that the atmosphere was still content. He made efforts to hold her hands to ease the tense in her face, but her hands were far from his reach. They were put behind her back as if to make sure he would never get a hold of them.

"I..."Naminé took a deep breath and closed her eyes, preparing for the worst.

"I have a boyfriend"

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Roxas limply walked his way towards his home. His brilliant blue eyes were clouded from the amount of tears he had produced before. His body felt lifeless, numb, as if tonnes of bricks were thrown at him previously. He still couldn't believe his ears.

Naminé has a boyfriend.

A boyfriend. And it's not him.

It's that Riku guy. Her best friend, or now, her boyfriend.

Upon hearing the name in his head made Roxas felt lightheaded. He had recalled the past event from just a few hours ago when Naminé had told him she had a boyfriend. His shocked expression couldn't lie to anyone, he was pissed, and most of all, he felt betrayed. But seeing Naminé's worrysome expression and her lifeless eyes, he couldn't bring himself to be mad at her. She was too precious to him. He could never be mad at her, that would only made him feel terrible than he already did. And so the only thing that he could think of do was to put on a fake smile and congratulated her, knowing exactly what she had done to him was irrepairable. She had broke his heart so fast, that he couldn't even made sense of all this happening so quickly.

Roxas could sense the feeling of relieve from Naminé after he had put on the mask that he held for his dear life. Naminé gently placed her hands after his and made promise that they would still be close friends just as before. Roxas comprehended and nodded with much thinking, knowing that deep inside he wanted to run away and avoided her gaze as much possible. He quickly let go of his hands and bid goodbye to Naminé, with an excuse he had forgotten about.

After that, the only thing that was on his clouded mind was to run away.

Ran away from truth, ran away from his feelings, and ran away from Naminé.

Sure he was pissed. Even that was an understatement. He was mad, enraged even, by what she had done to him. But who was she to him? He wasn't her boyfriend, she wasn't his, and he definitely didn't have any rights to be mad at her for something that she wanted.

Roxas and Naminé had liked each other for the past few months. Unlike Naminé though, Roxas had liked her far before she had even noticed his feelings towards her. He started to know Naminé when the teacher had paired them up for a project. They ended up talking a lot more than the project itself. Both blondes became close friends soon and Roxas started to build his trust in Naminé. He would tell her all of his secrets and his passion only to Naminé. Before he even realized it, he was falling for the petite blonde. It took him over half a year to realize this and after that, he would do everything carefully, not wanting to jeopardize his relationship with Naminé.

Roxas was a cautious person, he would do things slowly and cautiously to avoid any mess. He would calculate his steps correctly before he did things he would normally never do. He would predict what could happen before he acted. That was why he had to wait almost a year to finally confessed to Naminé his feelings.

It seemed like it was only few minutes ago since his encounter with the blonde girl, but Roxas took notice of the pinkish hue sky started to grow darker gradually, pointing out that it was getting dark and that he had walked around the same path around and around for hours. It seemed surreal that his legs didn't even feel anything even though he had walked for miles in just a day.

With a heavy sigh, Roxas dragged himself towards home, trying to get rid of his thoughts from today's event.

"We'll still be friends, right?" Naminé asked quietly, afraid of what might be Roxas' answer.

There was a still moment of silence, until Roxas smiled reluctantly and gently spoke, "Of course, Nam" he was unsure whether to continue speaking or not, "Nothing will change," slipped a lie through Roxas' lips.

Naminé stared bewilderingly for the first time during the conversation and began to smile genuinely at him. "Thank you," she was definitely convinced that Roxas wasn't as broken as she thought.

Roxas played that scene over and over again in his head like a broken tape. He hated the fact he had to lie to someone as pure and lovable as Naminé. But he also hated the fact she had to be with someone else, without him knowing the least; even though she had convinced him previously he was the one. Was she playing with his heart? The girl with a heart of golden – Naminé? No, he must not believe so. The girl that he had known for almost two years couldn't possibly worn a mask all this time.

But out of all that, he knew he had done worse on his behalf too. He had Naminé believed that nothing will change. Roxas snorted mockingly to himself. Who was she kidding about? How could she expect nothing will change after she had dropped the bomb on his heart? Was she that naïve?

Of course everything would never be the same.

How could it not be? Not after the one person you held dearly, the very person that had made you believed love you back, turned out, didn't love you back, and instead went off and dated another guy behind your back. The damage Naminé had done on Roxas was beyond repairable.

Roxas buried his head into his back hoody and tried to fight off the fierce night wind shaking him in every way. His eyes were set straight forward, never wanting to look back. Yes, he would never look back even if it meant giving up on Naminé, forever.

She had already done too much for his heart to handle.

There will be chapter two coming right up, don't worry :) This chapter has a lot of stuff coming from Roxas, so expect more from Namine on the next one ;) I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I love writing it!

Reviews are much appreciated! They're living proofs that the creatures reading my stories are indeed, humans :')

-Polymoly