When I finally woke, every part of my body ached. I expected to be surrounded by hooded figures in a dark cathedral but, I quickly realized I was back in the apartment I shared with Roxas and Demyx. As I tried to sit up, I felt a sharp pain between my shoulder blades. Then I remembered the brand and the rape.

Tears came to my eyes as I fell back against my bed. I felt as if I was in shock. Somehow, I couldn't process what happened despite knowing it did. I knew I had to come to terms with it but I couldn't. Sobs broke the silence in the apartment. I sat up instantly, despite the pain. I launched myself out of bed and sprinted into Roxas's room, colliding with the doorframe and collapsing.

I ignored the pain in my shoulder and crawled to the side of Roxas's bed and sat next to it on my knees. Demyx appeared moments later, limping in and sitting on the edge of Roxas's bed. I could tell that Demyx had been crying. When I focused my attention back on Roxas, he was curled in a ball on his side and weeping.

If it had been normal circumstances, I would have called him weak. Then again, if it had been normal circumstances, Roxas wouldn't be crying. I don't know why we hadn't fought back. With a small sigh, I reached forward and gently rested my hand on one of his fists that was tightly gripping his pillow.

"W-Why? He lied to me…h-he told me that h-he l-loved me," Roxas hiccupped and sobbed.

"What do you mean?" I asked quietly.

"Axel said he would never hurt me!" Roxas shouted and my eyes widened a bit.

"R-Roxas…they hurt all of us," Demyx mumbled.

"Did Saïx tell you he loved you and that he would never hurt you? Did Marluxia ever say that to Zexion?" Roxas snapped, sitting up and then gripped his hip where he had been branded.

"N-No…Saïx said he was sorry…He was whispering apologies the whole time…" Demyx mumbled.

Roxas's eyes lowered to the ground as Demyx sighed. Tears filled my eyes and I gripped the sheets, fighting my weakness.

"Zexion?" Demyx whispered.

"Your little virgin ass is mine," I mumbled.

"W-What?" Demyx stammered.

"That's what he said to me before he…raped me," I answered, forcing my voice not to break.

Roxas and Demyx both gasped and I looked at them, wondering what had shocked them.

"What?" I asked.

"That's awful," Roxas mumbled.

"It's not like he ever told me he loved me," I shrugged.

"I just…I think it's worse that he said that to you. Especially since you've been in love with him for a while," Roxas mumbled and my eyes widened.

"I-I'm not in love with him," I stuttered.

"Maybe not now but before last night, you definitely were," Demyx sighed.

"I was not!" I snapped.

"And now you're in denial," he sighed.

I was just about to snap back when the phone rang. All three of us exchanged looks. No one ever called us or the apartment phone except…them. We kept exchanging glances before Roxas picked up the phone.

"H-Hello?" he stammered. There was silence before he spoke again.

"Sorry doesn't cut it…How could you do that to me? You lied!...No, I can't…N-No! I can't…I…I'll be there in ten minutes," he eventually sighed and hung up.

"What was that?" I asked.

"I'm going to meet Axel downstairs. He's going to take me out to eat and try to explain some things," Roxas answered.

"What? You've got to be joking!" I shouted.

"Zexion, I love him. Yes, he hurt me and yes, he lied to me but I should at least hear him out," Roxas said firmly and slid out of bed.

I watched him wander into the bathroom and take a five minute shower. Then he threw on some clothes and exited the apartment without a word. Demyx gave my shoulder a small pat before he got up and limped into the bathroom to take a shower. I sighed and limped into the kitchen and looked through the cabinets. Every move I made, something hurt.

When Demyx walked past the kitchen, I stopped what I was doing and looked at him. He had his hand on the doorknob when he realized that I was watching every move he made.

"What?" he asked, giving me a "deer-in-the-headlights" stare.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Out," he mumbled.

"Out where?" I asked.

"U-Um…" his voice trailed off.

"I get it…Fine. Be like Roxas. Be one of those idiots that keep going back to the person who hurts them," I hissed and stomped back to my room despite the pain.

I heard the door open and then close before I stripped and turned on the shower. I scrubbed at every inch of my skin. No matter how much I scrubbed, I still felt dirty. I scrubbed, and scrubbed, and scrubbed, and scrubbed. I couldn't get the disgusting feeling off of me. I sunk to my knees and let the hot water run over me.

I watched the water drip off the tips of my hair. I felt like a zombie. I didn't want to think about it but…I had to. Roxas had been right. I was in love with Marluxia. Ever since I had gotten into his class, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I had thought about having sex with him on several occasions but last night had been too much. I had never thought that he would do that to me. Then again, I had always known he was a sadistic asshole. I guess I should have known what I was getting myself into. I guess I asked for it. I should have known better.

And how could Roxas and Demyx go back to those guys? They had done to them what Marluxia had done to me! What in the hell was wrong with them? They were just going to get over it like nothing happened? Axel lied to Roxas and raped him in front of eleven other people! And saying sorry in the middle of rape is supposed to make Demyx feel better about the whole thing? Saïx wasn't forced to rape Demyx and Axel wasn't forced to rape Roxas…they had all lied.

I finally turned off the water as the heat started to get to me. I climbed out, put on some boxers and a fresh pair of pajama pants. With a small sigh, I went back to the kitchen and grabbed the refrigerator door. A loud knock startled me and I jumped back from the refrigerator. I nervously exited the kitchen and reached for the doorknob. I jolted when I saw who was on the other side.

Marluxia was leaning against the door frame and twirling his hair around his finger. He was wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a pink t-shirt. When he realized I had opened the door, his eyes lifted to meet mine and he straightened up a bit.

"Hey," he said.

"What do you want?" I asked, not sure how to feel.

"I came by to apologize," he answered slowly.

"For what? The in-school torment? The degrading line you whispered to me? The rape? The lack of kindness since I've known you?" I snapped anger and hurt crushing me.

"All of it. I want to apologize for all of it," he answered.

"Why? You think I'll just forgive you so you come in and have your way with me? I'm sure you'll be able to fake that you care very well. I mean, you're one of the best at faking. Too bad I know what you're really like," I hissed.

"Zexion, please! Don't be like this," he sighed.

"Would you have stopped raping me if I had told you the same thing?" I asked, tears filling my eyes again.

His jaw dropped a bit and his eyes filled with regret. Just as he started to speak, I slammed the door in his face. I locked it, turned my back to it and slid to the floor. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying not to cry. I could hear and feel Marluxia lean against the door.

"Please…I'm sorry," he pleaded with me.

"I hate you," I answered.

It was a few minutes before I heard him sigh and then leave. I finally gave in and sobbed. I wasn't Roxas or Demyx. I couldn't just forgive and forget. I just couldn't. It hurt me that I had turned Marluxia away but…I had a good reason, right?

I don't know when but I had fallen asleep. It was the door colliding with my back that woke me up. Roses. It smelled like roses.

"Marluxia?" I asked meekly, my eyes slowly starting to focus.

Roxas and Demyx were kneeling over me. They picked me up and set me on the couch. Roxas felt my forehead as Demyx looked for something to feed me.

"Why does it smell like roses?" I mumbled.

"I don't smell anything," Demyx said as he came back with a bowl of soup.

"Zexion, was Marluxia here?" Roxas asked and I nodded.

"Maybe you smell roses because you miss him," Demyx suggested.

How could I miss someone I hated? Better yet…how could I still be in love with him?

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hai! I wasn't given many reviews for the first chapter but I felt really strongly that I should do a second one ^^ I hope to do a third one but I would REALLY love to have some feedback . Please review 3

Now, a word from my loverly beauties featured in this sad story:

Zexion: You make me seem like such a girl…

I'm so sorry . you're just so kawaii and you don't have a big part in the games . I'm trying to make you strong, though .

Zexion: …I guess I can deal with it…

Demyx: I'm the best character in this story!

Roxas: -smacks Demyx upside the head-

Now, now boys. I won't have any fighting amongst you . at least, not physically? O.O