Woeful Hearts.

Thrown together to organize a fundraiser for their failing private school and bonded by loneliness, Axel; a middle school teacher, and Roxas; a failing high school student begin an affair that at first thrills, then corrupts each of them. But what Roxas does not realize is that their relationship is, for Axel, only the latest in a lifetime of disturbing secrets. Rated M. MxM content

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Chapter Two: Kids and Parents.

The classroom was awesome; to be completely blunt, anyways. I had always had a fascination with teachers when I was in school, so it only made sense that I became one myself when I had the qualifications. So after high school I went straight to college to study academics, and I ended up here: Twilight Town Academy. It was a private school not too far from my home, and the salary actually wasn't half bad, plus I loved digging my way into children's minds, and actually teaching them something instead of boring them half to death.

I teach the 6th grade English class; not too hard, and not stupidly easy. I loved my job, a lot. The kids were a ton of fun, and I loved how damn excited they got when they received a happy face or a sticker on their papers.

It was 2:16 p.m., and there was only 24 minutes left until the day was over. I leaned back in my chair and glanced around at the boys and girls; some were working hard on their 'all about me' essays, while others were goofing off and throwing paper wads at each other. The trouble maker of the class was making fart noises with his arm-pit, and the little girls around him frowned and 'ew'd' at him.

The sight, although I saw it almost every day, made me chuckle a bit to myself. A little girl in a plaid school dress and a big bow in her chocolate locks walked up to me and set her paper down on my desk. I tilted my head curiously with a smile, and noticed that she pointed to the paper. "Mr. Flynn, would you mind telling me what else I could write? I'm a little stuck." The gap between her front teeth caused a whistling noise and it just made me smile even more before I nodded.

Studying the paper, I noted that she had a couple of spelling and grammar errors here and there, but it was hardly the third week of school, so I wasn't going to bring her down too hard. I offered her a few ideas, such as write about friends, or pets, or a favorite memory. She smiled that gapped-tooth smile and scampered off back to her seat.

When there was 5 minutes left in class, we had clean-up time, and everyone packed their things, and then left when the bell rang. I began to pack up my own things so I could quickly head to the high school wing and pick up my own son, Lea.

Lea was in the choir group in his grade, although he always told me he hated the choir boys who acted snooty and bragged about how rich their parents were. I told him to just shake it off and join the damn class anyways, so he'd have enough credits to graduate, and after a long debate about the pros and cons, I won and he had to suck it up and tell Mrs. Zuckerman that he wanted to be in the 'Song Birds Boys Choir'. Which, even I had to admit, was a pretty gay name.

I slung my laptop bag over my shoulder, which didn't even have a laptop in it; just work that needed to be graded, the grade book, and some pens, and then headed off toward the high school wing of the enormous campus of Twilight Academy.

It really wasn't hard to find the choir room, since you could hear it from 100 feet away; mainly because the rest of the classes were empty, and the only other sound was the rubber of my shoes smacking against the linoleum floor.

Once I had reached the large wooden door that led to the choir room, and tugged it open, practice was over, and Lea practically bounded over to me with a huge smile on his face. "Dad, you love me, right?" he asked, and I knew this could only mean one thing: Lea wanted something from me. But I figured, being the good father I am, I'd play along.

"Well of course I love you Lea." I gave him one of those reassuring-fatherly smiles and his smile grew bigger.

"Well dad, since you love me. You wouldn't mind possibly… giving some of that love to my buddy over there and giving him a ride home?"

Of course. Lea seemed to think I was his taxi driver because I can drive and he can't, not for another year anyways. I raised an eyebrow at my son's smiling friend and sighed.

"Lea, you're going to be the death of me. How far away does your friend live from here?"

Lea seemed to have figured out that this was one of those answers that was between a 'yes' and a 'even though I don't want to, I will' because he darted off towards some blonde boy that was hardly 5 foot tall from where I saw him. He looked more like a middle-scholar than a high scholar, but I guess that really wasn't fair of me; poor kid has probably been made fun of more times than I've tied my shoelaces.

Both Lea and the blonde returned back to me, and both wore shit-eating grins. "How far from here does he live?" I ask Lea for a second time, and he lets out a beyond-nervous chuckle as he says, "Ten minutes, but it's only a little bit out of our way! He lives on base near maw-maw and pa's house." His friend snickers when Lea refers to his grandparents in that way and I sigh, giving in.

"Fine boys; let's get going before your mother has another mental breakdown, Lea."

I turn on my heel and begin walking towards the stairs that will lead me straight to the teacher's parking lot. I really didn't have any time for detours. Larxene, my wife of 15 years, is very paranoid about every little thing. So if I'm not at home on time, she'll freak out and think we died or that I've been cheating, then I'll call her a loon and we'll get in one of our famous fights. Same old same old.

The boys and I are at my 2001 Ford Explorer in a matter of minutes. I take the driver's seat while Lea and his friend sit in the back, which reminds me that I don't even know this boy's name.

"Hey kid," I call back, and the blonde looks at me with big crystal blue orbs.

"Hm?"

"What's your name? I find it a little odd that I'm taking you home, but don't even know your name."

"Oh, right. Its Roxas." He says with a perky smile on his full pink lips.

I nod, and then face the front, wasting no time to turn the key in the ignition and bring my baby back from the dead. As I pull onto the street and head towards the drive way, I hear the boys begin talking about stupid teenage shit that I probably would have thought was funny too if I was 14 years younger, and lacked something called maturity.

"Hey, Mr. F, have you talked to Phillip today?" I heard Roxas ask and I cock an eyebrow curiously.

"Who is Phillip? Another student?" I ask, and I hear a snicker come from Lea's direction.

"No." he replies, which made me a bit confused.

"Then Phillip who?" I question, and then I hear Lea burst into laughter as Roxas says, "PHILL-UP-ON-DESE-NUTS!"

My eyes widen as I realize how stupid I was for walking into that. I grip the steering wheel and frown deeply. "Roxas, you may be a young man, but I don't appreciate stuff like that being said in my car. Now I'm nice enough to give you a ride home, so don't disrespect me or you'll be walking the rest of the way."

I had no idea what was wrong with me, nor did I know why I was acting like this. Normally a light hearted joke such as that would have made me at least chuckle lightly. I wasn't sure if it was the stress from the up-coming fund-raiser, or the recent problems Larxene and I have been having with our marriage, but I certainly wasn't acting myself.

"I thought you said your dad was cool and liked stuff like that." I heard Roxas mumble quietly to Lea.

"He usually is. Maybe he's having a bad day, don't worry Rox."

I just sighed and continued on the way toward the military base. Lea was right, I was having a terrible day, but I wouldn't let him know that; he doesn't deserve to be put in the middle of my problems when I'm positive he has his own.

Getting on base was easy, and Roxas gave me directions to his home. When he got out, he gave me a nod and a smile. "Thank you, Mr. Flynn. Bye Lea, see ya tomorrow, loser." He teased and both laughed before Roxas closed the door and quickly made his way up his walk-way and inside.

I sighed and began driving in the direction that would take me off based and home quickly, so Larxene wouldn't throw a fit. The ride there was completely silent, I guess Lea was really confused on why I acted the way I did earlier. I don't blame him though; I was a little confused myself.

We got home about 6 minutes later, and Larxene was waiting on the porch with her hands on her hips, and her eyes glowing with anger. Instead of a normal greeting a wife would give a husband after a long day of work, I get a raging bitch.

"Where have you been?" She hissed, and I decided to ignore the venom in her words, and push a smile to my lips. "Lea asked me to take a friend home for him, sweetheart." I leaned in to give her a peck on the lips, but I got her palm instead, and a push to my face. Great, this wouldn't end up well.

"Oh really?" Her eyes were narrowed to deathly slits, and her line of vision shifted to Lea, who looked nonchalant, seeing how Larxene and I had been arguing every day since he was twelve.

"Lea, honey, what 'friend' did your father take home for you, hm?" Her fake sweetness was almost enough for me to hack up what was left from my breakfast. "Roxas. He needed a ride home from choir practice, so I asked dad if he'd give him a lift." My son shrugged, like it was the most obvious thing ever, but my wife wasn't an easy one to please; she didn't buy this one bit.

"Oh Lea, you know you don't have to lie for your father. You're old enough now to know which one of the little whores he was with. So, who was it?" I've seen the smiling she was wearing in my nightmares when she kills me. It's completely terrifying, if you want me to be blunt about it.

Lea looked completely confused and his eyebrows furrowed together. "Uh, mom, seriously; dad just dropped Roxas off at his house on the military base. "

This set one of Larxene's crazy gears off, because the smile deepened, and she nodded like a mad-woman. "Oh, okay, Lea, go inside and do your homework or something, your father and I need to have a little chat."

Remember how I said Larxene was a raging bitch? Yeah, I wasn't kidding.

"The military base, huh? Is that how you give back to our country? Fucking service member's wives?! How fucking grateful, Axel! How fucking sweet of you to keep their wives company!" She fumed. I cocked an eyebrow and gave her my famous, 'are you fucking serious?' look.

"Oh yes, Larxene, and I brought our son to fucking watch!"

"You're disgusting!"

"You're delusional!"

"Fuck you Axel!"

"Fuck me? Fuck you! You're fucking ruining this family!"

And with a slap to the face, it's on.

My cheek stung, and I knew Larxene's hand was would be visible in a few minutes, but I didn't care. I rushed inside, gripped her wrists, and held her against the wall. She glared at me through cerulean orbs, and I glared right back. "This isn't a game Larxene, this is real fucking life. We're not teenagers anymore, we haven't been for ten years. So listen, and listen well; if you don't knock out this crazy bullshit, I'm taking Lea, and I'm leaving. Got it?"

Her facial expression changed dramatically, and now tears poured down her pale cheeks. "A-Axel… I… I'm so sorry." She whimpered. Here was my high school sweetheart, the mother of my child, and the craziest woman I've come to known, and even after knowing all of that; I still wasn't able to see her cry.

My grip around her hands weakened, and I pulled her into a tight hug. Things would be okay for tonight.


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