I walked to school, like I did every morning. The only difference was Sora insisted on going with me this morning. I knew he was worried. Everyone worries. They think I'll kill myself sometime soon. Why? Because my life sucks. It's that simple. My brother, Cloud abandoned us, my mother's never home, and dad is always drunk and gambling. But I still loved him. We soon arrived at S.G.F.I. and entered the quiet building. I hated this place.
"Oh look, if it isn't the little fag?" A familiar voice dragged out behind me. Damn it. Not today, just not today... I continued walking and pretended I didn't hear her. Sora was glancing nervously from her to me before nodding to me, telling me he was going to go and find his own pals. I was glad he left but at the same time, afraid of the little bitch behind me.
"Oh, little fag~" She crowed. "What's the matter, looking for hot guys to suck on?" She asked me in a bitchy tone. I just quickened my pace and didn't look back. I was heading towards the locker room.
"Aw, he's strutting. The little gay faggot-"
"Shut the fuck up." I interrupted her and stopped abruptly. She 'tsked'.
"Aw...did I hurt your feelings, fag?" She asked sarcastically. I glanced, without moving, to my left and saw a fire extinguisher box.
"What's the matter fag? Dick stuck down your throat?" That was it. I lifted my left elbow quickly and jolted it to the left, breaking the glass cover over the fire extinguisher. She gasped as I grabbed a piece of glass and turned to face her.
"Why are you saying these things to me?" I asked giving her one last chance to save myself from doing something I might regret. Though since she didn't understand what I was doing she failed at that task.
"Why? Because your existence sickens me and your a worthless piece of shit." She stated, smirking. I lifted the glass in my hand. She lost her chance.
"Then, I'll give you what you want." I sliced the glass from my wrist all the way to my shoulder, deeply, on my right arm and then did the same to the left. She screamed and fell to the ground and backed away. The blood was pouring out of me fast. I could start to feel myself going blank.
"HELP! HELP!" She screamed.
Sora being the curious person he was he came rushing towards the girl who sounded troubled. What he didn't expect to see his brother falling to the floor, his blood splattered everywhere.
"ROXAS!" That was the last thing I heard before I blacked out.
I woke up in a overly bright white room, unable to move my arms. I cringed as I struggled to lift my right arm. It fell back to the bed.
"Shit." I cursed under my breath. I didn't remember what happened and why I was here. I looked to left and saw Sora sitting in one of the couches. I looked down and saw my arms throughly wrapped all the way up to my neck. That's when it all started coming back to me. I had tried to kill myself. Sora soon woke and rushed to my side, crying.
"R-Roxas! A-A-Are you o-okay?" He asked, sobbing quietly while holding my hand. I looked down at my lap.
"I'm sorry." I said. I didn't care if I wasn't okay anymore. I really cared about Sora. He was, besides Riku, my only friend. I let some tears fall but I wouldn't say anything more. My own existence sickened even me now. How could I hurt my own brother like this?
"Why are you sorry, Roxas?" Sora asked, now calmer, looking madder every moment. I was shocked. Why was he mad?
"I didn't mean to..." I dragged on, I couldn't finish my sentence. Before I knew it, Sora slapped me. It shocked me, and since I wasn't expecting it, my head flew to the other side. My rose my hand to my left cheek and looked at Sora, surprised. He was glaring at me now.
"Roxas. Don't you ever do something like that again! Can't you see? I'm not mad at you! And don't apologize! It's that bitch, Larxene's fault!" Sora screamed, obviously fed up. I looked back down at my lap. I didn't wanna hear anymore. I just couldn't take it. Why was Sora not blaming me for what I did? It was my fault! Not Larxene's no matter how big a bitch she is! I let some more tears fall.
The door swung open, a nurse rushing to my bed. I looked up in curiosity. She was looking at us in pity. Nothing but pure pity. It scared me. I knew something was wrong.
"Y-Your...I'm sorry!" She bowed to us in apology. "Your parents got in a car crash on the way here...they, they...they didn't make it." She said softly, still bowing. After hearing this, my heart tore. It was all over. It was my fault. It was all my fault mom and dad died. My eyes were wide with shock and, was I?...I was shaking. Not much but, I was still shaking. Sora noticed this and didn't know what to do to comfort me. It's gone. All I have left is Demyx. Sora must hate me. I understand why he does though. I hate me too...I killed our only other family members.