Well, hi guys, I guess I should warn you about upcoming chapters and stuff. So.

-Yaoi.

-Rating may change.

-AkuRoku.

-My spelling sucks. xD

-First chapter is like a big summary. So...

-Enjoy! :

I Got Sunshine In A Bag

Dear Diary,

Nothing, and I mean nothing, could be worse than this day. Hayner got arrested for being an idiot and negotiating a drug deal with some moron. Olette started slitting her wrists because Seifer broke up with her. Pence is turning anorexic because of all of the bitches calling him fat. And me, the person who just lost his parents earlier this morning thanks to some drunken idiot.

I feel extremely bad for all of them, and I'm trying to contact them as I write but, I have a feeling we won't be contacting each other for a long time. It might be my obstinacy keeping me from them, I've never been a big fan of drama, but, I guess part of me thinks that they deserved it (well, Hayner at least). I don't know. Am I being selfish?

If mom was still here she would probably be helping me right now, but I am staying in my abusive uncles' house for the rest of my life until I turn eighteen. Me being fifteenth I think of that as quite some time away, especially since when you enter your teens everything gets so wrong that time just slows the fuck down.

The only thing that could really stop me from bawling my eyes out was my songs, but most of them were sad anyway, so I only listened to one.

I don't know what to do.

I've been planning on running away, because my uncles' intentions aren't the best of course, I mean I already have bruises on my neck from earlier when he attempted to choke the living daylights out of me. And I'm sure there's much more of that to come if I stay here.

Then there is the fact that my uncle hides cocaine, marijuana, weed, and other drugs in his car, and if I happen to be in the car and I smell like dope I am pretty sure I will get in trouble to.

He hit me with a beer bottle today to.

I should probably patch that up. If I remember correctly all he said to me was. "You're nothing but a worthless piece of shit!"

But I might be wrong, he was so drunk that I don't think god even knows what he says.

Maybe, just maybe, one day everything will brighten up and me and my uncle can get along- oh crap, my brother is coming over.

I have always despised my brother, he got all the attention, all the love, all the comfort, he got to stay with my nice little aunt while I had to stay here. He had such a happy, humorous, preppy, attitude, it made me sick. Or maybe I just envy him...

I don't really care.

Well, before life gets any worse I should probably stop writing in you, diary.

Bye.

Roxas's POV, later chapter will be posted differently because it won't be anymore 'dear diary' shit anymore.

R&R.