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Never Turn Your Back on the Enemy
Chapter 4
Roxas' POV
When I woke up, I immediately wondered about that guy. Was he real? Or was he just the result of the sedative messing my thoughts up? He looked kind of creepy, but for some reason I really wanted to meet him. I probably won't, considering how big this building is. I was kind of worried about him actually. What if he got caught too?
One other thing that I was worried about was how long I was going to stay in here. When I looked at my plastic-covered clock, it showed me that I'd been out for at least two hours. If I'd only woken up just now, how long would I have to sit in this horrible room awake? I hate it here! I hate my parents! I hate it all! Let me just kill myself now, nobody would care.
No…I can't say that yet. I have to find that guy. Before you go on thinking I'm going to fall in love with him, which I'm sure some of you are, I'm not. I don't have a problem with gay people; I just don't plan on being one myself. Just thought I'd clear that up with you..or rather, myself. I do talk to myself a lot, huh?
I look out the blurry window, and see that the sky is kind of grayish. Apparently not even God wants me to have color in my life. Why? Everything's changed so much since I've been in here. It's the same thing everyday. Same people, same walls, same colors, I'm tired of it all. I'm sorry for ranting, but it's just about all you can do when you're this upset. Not to mention hungry. I haven't eaten in days, but I don't really care. Personally I'd be fine starving to death.
I take one last look out the window. Still gray. Is that a cloud? It is. More white in my life, great.
Having nothing else to do, I simply flopped back onto my bed and tried to fall asleep. If they gave me back my psp, I'd be playing that. But you know them by now. They take everything away, and ruin your life. Why did they even take it away? Video Games made me happy, not depressed. Do they think I'm going to kill myself if I lose the game or something? Not me. And psps aren't sharp- I couldn't kill myself with one even if I wanted to. And it was like my baby! I mean, if I took one of their kids away, they'd be sad. My psp was like my electronic child. (pathetic, I know. But I had no life other than my one friend Jay, and God knows where he is now.) This is so unfair.
Okay, enough ranting, I'm going to sleep.
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Creeaak.
I open my tired eyes and look over to where the irritating noise came from. At this point I don't even have to tell you who's there. The two of them come over to me and tell me to get up. I don't listen for once, and hope they'll just go away, but it's not that simple. The second I turned over and closed my eyes, I felt myself being hauled up by my arms. The nurses put me on my feet, and nudged me towards the door.
"Fuck you..." I mutter under my breath. Any louder, and they would have killed me for saying that. I can't get away with anything here, I swear.
Since I'm still kind of tired, I'll just sum up what happened next. Walked down a hall, rode an elevator, walked down another hall, wound up in the so called "entertainment room". Nothing entertaining about it. You sit there for two hours, surrounded by people who look like they're dead, and stare into space. At least they have some color in here. Brown couches, and the T.V. Oh well, it's better than nothing, I guess.
I looked over at the small television. Some discovery channel thing with a cute yellow bird. I couldn't really hear it from where I was standing, so I decided to move closer. Turns out it was saying something about its environment, but I was cut off when somebody started talking to me.
"Hey! Get out of the way would ya? I'm tryin' to watch!" is what they said. I was startled, so naturally I turned to face the person. Remembering what they said, I figured that the best thing to do would be to apologize.
"Oh..Sorry." I said kind of timidly, so I wouldn't make the person even more irritated.
As we faced each other, I suddenly realized something. I didn't notice before, but the hair was just too unforgettable. It was him! It was the guy from earlier, staring right at me. Granted he looked kind of different up close (he seemed like more of a tough-guy now), but..it was definitely him.
"You?!" Is what the red-head said next.
I was kind of confused by that. He remembered me too?
"You?!" I repeated after him.
After we said those lines, there was a big awkward silence. He still looked kind of shocked, almost as if I wasn't supposed to be there. Wonder what he was thinking..
"Who are you anyways?" I backed away a little out of surprise of the question. I didn't exactly trust him just yet, and I sure as hell didn't expect him to ask my name so suddenly.
"Relax. I won't hurt ya. I might be Bipolar, but it's not like I'm a murderer." He explained, his tone of voice rising just a little bit. This guy doesn't care what people think, does he? I don't even know him, and he just told me that? Wow.
I guess I zoned out, because he was giving me a weird look.
"You're..Bipolar?" Is the only thing my mouth would let me ask.
"It doesn't take a genius to figure that out. I did just tell you that, didn't I?" he snapped back at me in a somewhat lazy tone.
I just nodded as a response. I couldn't help it. I was afraid of the guy! He was too..I don't know how to explain it. It's kind of like he's one of those people who are always out breaking the law. He just seemed like bad news. His appearance, his cocky smile, and how outgoing he was. But another part of me couldn't help but think he was the coolest person on the planet.
"I saw what they did to you. You okay?" What was with all of the questions he was asking?
"Yeah." I answered him quickly, and quit looking into his eyes. Didn't want to creep him out because I was staring into his eyes too much. They were just so..green. Another thing that scared me. His eyes had that mischievous gleam in them. Maybe he was the friend I needed..not really sure.
"You don't talk much, do you?" He kept pestering me.
"Again with the questions? Why won't he leave me alone? I hate answering questions!" was what kept playing in my mind.
I could feel myself getting mad. I couldn't help it, but I hate questions. They make me feel like some sort of guinea pig. I turned to face him again.
"Why does it matter to you?! I don't even know you!" I wound up yelling at him. I didn't mean to; it just sort of came out.
His eyes widened at my response. Did I offend him? I hope not. I actually want to get to know him now. He doesn't seem so bad. Oh yeah, and fyi: I change my mind fast. Get used to it.
He paused in thought for a moment before sighing.
"Alright fine. Have it your way." My green-eyed acquaintance stated, holding his hand out for me to take. "The name's Axel. Got it memorized?"
Axel? That's an awesome name. It suits him too. But…what was with the "Got it memorized?"?
I stared down at his hand, kind of confused. If I took it, I'd basically start a new life. After all, you could tell this guy was one that caused disaster. But if I don't take it, then I'd make him sad (possibly mad-considering he's Bipolar), I wouldn't make a friend, and I'd keep the same boring life.
"It's a hand, not a gun. Take it." He encouraged me. And he was right; I should take it.
After staring at it for another moment, I took his hand, and shook it. It wasn't so bad. Yeah..Axel was pretty cool. And just because I felt more comfortable around him, and I was tired of standing, I sat down on the couch (it was fluffy, I'll have you know) next to him.
"So. Now that I've told you my secret, and my name. Is there anything I can call you other than "kid"? Cause I will." He offered.
I looked down at the ground and thought.
"Well..considering I don't want to be called kid, and he told me his name..I guess there's no harm in telling him mine. I guess.."
I looked back up at him, staring once again, into his bright emerald eyes.
"It's Roxas." I told him.
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Yay. Chapter 4 is done! Hope you liked it, guys. Please read and review so I know that people want me to continue. Thanks!