Axel found himself in the basement living room again when he awoke from a wild night of drinking alone with no one around.'God, I hate my life' he thought as he popped back a small handful of pills for his hangover. He got up and he still felt as if he was spinningviolently around the place but continued to walk towards the steps leading to the main floor. After Larxene had died, he was fired from hisjob, and stopped eating, sleeping and doing anything that would help him deal with everyday life. It had been over a year but he still felt amassive emptiness inside him, a void that could only be mended when he couldn't remember who he was, let alone who Larxene was. As he passed the kitchen, he took out the bottle valium from the cabinet, took more than he should have, and headed to his computer which acted as a bandage for an everlasting scar.
The familiar beeps and buzzes came out from its speakers as he watched the bottom of the screen flash orange, awaiting him to open the conversation.
"Hey," he replied back to the message his new girlfriend had typed to him. He wasn't in the mood to chat, but she listened to whatever he said like it was law. Axel replied back to everything she said uninterested in the pink words of support she supplied to him and pondered about how much time he was wasting on people he's never met.
His new girlfriend was almost three years younger than he was, lived in a city he's only ever been to once, and had nothing in common with him. Axel had actually noted on several occasions, things she would do just to gain his approval and interest. The girl was infatuated with him, obsessed almost, and though she's never seen him before, loved him unconditionally. Today was their one month anniversary and no matter how desperately he wanted to break up with this innocent girl, he wouldn't do it now, not this day, he didn't feel to be that cold. He continued to type along with her, pretending to be concerned for her but eventually he found himself bored and depressed, and so, despite his written promise to his internet girlfriend, he walked outside for a long smoke break.
"You know, those things are bad for you Axel." He didn't even have to look back to know who spoke to him and even without looking, saw the mysterious smirk on the speakers face.
"It's almost like you think I care or something about my health," Axel replied, still not turning around. He dropped his cigarette to his foot and kicked it into the flower bed in front of him before he headed for the front door of his sorry excuse for a house. As he reached his hand towards the doorknob, an inviting pair of arms came from behind him and wrapped around his upper chest. The intruder pulled Axel backward towards him and kissed the side of Axel's neck, and gave out a small chuckle.
"Now I know you're not this rude to me on a normal day. So, what's buggin' you?" the intruder whispered, followed by an innocent nibble at Axel's ear. Axel breathed long and hard, thinking about what the real reason of his depression was.
"Stay with me tonight. I don't wanna be alone," Axel said finally and turned around to look into his visitors eyes. The visitor smiled and headed into the house with Axel following close behind. "So where's the party?" the visitor stared and turned to see Axel sneak a shot of vodka from the cupboard. The short, blonde visitor groaned and grabbed the bottle away from the stumbling host.
"At least drink it cold," as the blonde headed to put the rest of the bottle into the fridge before looking more carefully at the bottle that had no more than two shots left in it. He opened the bottle and finished it as he decided against saving so little of a large bottle.
"Come on Ax, on your feet!" the friend looked over to Axel just as the depressed teen downed another bottle of vodka. The visitor grabbed the red haired boy and dragged him to his room where his friend laid him on his large bed, which easily took up more than three quarters of the bedroom.
"My girlfriend," Axel started to move towards the side of the room near his computer, and collapsed just after he climbed off the bed. He threw up shortly after and fell asleep on the floor. The blonde visitor helped Axel up shortly after and took him to the bathroom to clean him up. A little while later, when Axel was able to walk, they both returned back to his room to let him rest off the new state of drunkenness he had put himself in.
"God Ax, you have to stop doing this to yourself. There's other people who worry about you" the visitor whispered and headed to his computer to assure the over excited internet girlfriend that Axel couldn't come to the computer at the moment, and that he'll be around tomorrow instead. The girl on the computer, who introduced herself to the stranger as Namine, patiently listened to the stranger and then started with questions the blonde visitor couldn't begin to explain. "Is he ok? What's your name? How do you know him? Why are you on his computer when he needs someone with him? You better not hurt him! Talk to me!" The stranger laughed a little and replied with increased sternness. "I'm really sick of your empty threats girl." The stranger started to get angry at her, most likely due to slight jealousy. "Not like it's any of your business, but the names Roxas bitch alright, and if you even think that I would hurt Axel, you're not a very good girlfriend. This kid is my life and if you hurt him I'll be looking for you, got it?" Roxas sent the message at once, enjoying feeling dominant over someone else for once, even if she was female and started to enjoy himself holding even a shred more pride than a couple seconds ago.
"We're gonna be good friends," Namine replied and with that, they chatted a little while longer,both waiting for Axel to wake up.