Yellow people..I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in a long time. There really isn't an excuse I was just too lazy to type it out but I'm so board today that I did so here it is I think I'm going to end it soon I'm bored with it.
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The week went by so quickly that I almost didn't notice that the next day was Saturday and almost set my alarm clock.
Saturday morning I woke up and did my usual retinue of breakfast and brushing my teeth. I took my shower and changed cloths. When I finished I walked into the living room and just sat on the couch with my knees to my chest. In a way you would have thought I was thinking but my mind was blank and nothing came to me so I sat there doing nothing when Demyx walked down the stairs and said in a sad happy voice

"Ok, time for story time." He looked at me "I think this will be good for you."

Axel walked in from outside where he had been sitting on the porch. I guess he was thinking because when I walked out there to see if he wanted to hang out he just looked at me and the ground and said he didn't feel like it. I just assumed his girlfriend of the week broke up with him before he could.

Riku walked in from the kitchen with a pop tart in his mouth. You would think that would be cute but he had such a faraway look that it just seemed sad and pathetic. He just stood there by Axel, who was looking at the ground, he just nibbled his food.

Roxas came next from down the stairs and stood next to Riku, looking lost and hurt. He had been in his room the whole time sitting on the edge of his bed staring at the wall as if something was hidden in it and he just had to find it. I walked in this morning to see him hoping we could just sit together and hold hands but when I did he looked at me with dead eyes. So walked out and went on with my day of nothingness.

Demyx sighed and looked at us. I was still sitting on the couch watching my friends act like they just seen the scariest thing and were now traumatized about it. They looked so dead and sad and lost that it hurt me to see them like this. I couldn't help but think that it was somehow my fault. I will soon find out that it kind of is.

"Ok, guys let's sit in a circle. And we can start." He said gently as if…If he said it as he normally would they would all break. I'm starting to think that I'm not going to like this story telling thing.

They all sat in a circle. Riku pulled the lazy boy chair over to us near the coffee table while Axel and Roxas turned the couch to around a little to be in the circle. I didn't move a muscle I just sat in my chair and waited. Demyx sat beside me in a different chair. Roxas sat on my other side of me with Axel beside him and Riku sat in front of me.

Demyx leaned forward and put his hands on his knees "Ok so who wants to go first so that Emma can see how all this works."

No one said anything; they all just looked away or at the ground. Demyx let out a frustrated sigh.

"Ok, Riku you can go first. Since most of you know each other's story I won't make you stay but you all have to stay for Emma and she tells us hers and you tell her yours you may leave and do as you please for the day that's why I'm doing it so early today." He said, it was only 9:00. Every one nodded

"Ok Riku go ahead and tell Emma why you are here." Demyx asked/stated

"Well, um I'm here simply because my parents neglected me. Ever since I was Four I took care of myself. They told me I was a mistake and I shouldn't have been here. If I got hurt they stared at me, they didn't feed me and I almost died at least twice." He said looking at the ceiling "When I turned nine I met Demyx and he took me in." He finished

"Ok, Thank you Riku, Emma let's hear your story." Demyx nodded in my direction.

"I don't really think you should know about my past." I said as I looked away.

"We do. We can't help you if you don't tell us and were not letting you go through it alone."Demyx said

I just looked away, and then Axel began to speak. I still wasn't sure this was for the good or for the bad of things.

"For the longest time I could remember I was on the streets. When I was young my parents kicked me out of the house because they thought I was possessed by demons. I got on a bunch of drugs and joined a gang. But soon everyone just stopped talking to me and they all cast me out. I got in a tough situation and didn't know what to do that was when I met Demyx and he took me in. End up that the reason every one stopped talking to me was because I had ran out of money and no one wanted to be around me because I couldn't help them with their drugs and stuff. I had gotten sick and they left me to die that's why I had no money I was too sick to steal it." He said

My first reaction was to hug him but I didn't that was when Roxas began to speak.

"You know me and you almost went thru the same thing. My mom beat me every day she had a drug problem and she was never really there, you know. She would always apologize to me when she was sober enough to tell who I was coming up with excuses about how she thought I was a giant spider or a zombie or even a Skelton trying to eat her flesh. One day when one of my friends was staying over she beat me till I passed out and he called 9-1-1 and they took her away. A couple of weeks later I met Demyx and stayed with him."

I laughed a little "At least you could have friends come over. One time when I brought my friend over my dead beat her and luckily she got Amnesia." I said

"How is that lucky." Riku asked

"Dad told me if he ever went to jail that when he got out he would kill me and I believed him."

"Ok, Well will you tell us your past now?" Demyx asked

"Only if you tell me why you are doing this," I said

"Doing what?" He asked

"Taking in people who need help, most people just wait for the person to die before they say something about it."

"Well when I was born my parents tried to kill themselves and they took me with them. They took the car and drove it off a bridge. Somehow I survived and my grandma took care of me until she died when I was sixteen. From that day forth I told myself that when I get old enough I was going to help whoever I could. No one should be alone during tuff times." Demyx explained

He looked at me expectantly as did the others. I sat there and thought for a moment.

I finally decided that I didn't like this story telling crap and I had the sudden urge to run out the front door and never come back and just keep running till I passed out. I looked at the door and then looked at every one. They just looked at me. I looked at Roxas as I began,

"Well it all started when I was thirteen. Now back then my mom was my best friend and she was the only person I could talk to mainly because she never judged how I thought like everyone else did. She didn't mind when I was over dramatic about some things and then indifferent about others.
Well In June of 2010 her and my dad got in a fight, he was drunk. I heard the yelling in the middle of the night and got up. I walked down the stairs quietly. There was a wall that was on both sides of the stairs so that you couldn't fall off of them. I walked to the last three steps and put my fingers on the edge of the wall and looked out at the living room but no one was there but I could still hear the yelling. A few seconds later dad walked out of the kitchen with a beer bottle and sat on the couch, mom followed him. Yelling about how there wasn't enough money for him to be out with his buddies every night and how he should come home earlier and not after midnight. He told her that she didn't have say in what he did. Mom got up and screamed at him asking if he was cheating on her." I pulled my knees up to my chest. "He asked why she thought that and why she didn't trust him. She yelled that one of her friends saw him with another woman a couple of nights ago and that he crawled into her car and they drove off together. He told her that she broke down and he was just helping her and asked why she would trust her friends more than him. She told him it was because he would come home with a different shirt on then what he left in and that she always smelled strong perfume on him when he came home.
He was so mad at her he threw the bottle at the wall where I was hiding. The bottle shattered and went into my hand and the contents inside of it got all over me. I mumbled an ow and mom heard me. She asked if I was there and called me sweetheart. I walked out from m hiding place. Dad got up and began to yell at me saying I shouldn't have been eavesdropping and about how much of a nuisances' I was. Mom finally broke and she started to cry, she ran out the door. I went after her but her legs were longer and she was already in the middle of the road when I got to the door. I yelled for her and she stopped and looked back at me and that was when the car came speeding down the road and hit her." I looked at my hands as they started to shake "They didn't even stop they just kept on going. I screamed for her and she didn't move. I told dad to call and to ambulance but he just stood there with his mouth wide open and his eyes wide. So I squeezed past him and ran to the phone. When they person on the other line asked what my emergency was I screamed that my mom just got ran over and she wasn't getting up. She told me to calm down and give her an address. I gave her the adders and ran back to my mom. By now the neighbors were out there and surrounding her. I got between them ran to my mom. I laid on her lifeless body sobbing until a police man picked me up and told me that it would be ok and that she was going to a hospital and that they were going to fix her there, he told me I should go home and go to sleep and that tomorrow everything will be better. I ran to my room and grabbed my gun that was on my dresser and put it in my mouth but just before I pulled the trigger my dad walked in and told me that there was no point in doing that because she wasn't my real mother and he wasn't my real father.
The man that said everything was going to get better jinxed me because it didn't get better it just got worst." I hugged myself "Dad stopped working and went to the bar every day and when he got home that night he would yell at me telling me that it was my fault that mom died and he would beat me. He slapped me, punched me, threw me against walls, and dragged me by hair. He even put me in the basement for a few days and when I was nearly dead, dad he pulled me out and gave me a cracker and a bottle cap of water and told me to stay in my room. But every night he would call me down and would beat me till I about past out from the pain." I said Demyx looked at me and pulled my head up to look at the others.

"Is that it?" He asked me

"No, I would have to say that the worst part was that sometimes he would bring his friends over and let them have their way with me." I said putting my head back on my knees not making eye contact.

"So how many times did you think about suicide?" He asked me

I laughed darkly "All the time. But there's a difference between thinking and attempting and before you ask three times. I attempted suicide three times." I said

"Why and how?" He asked

"Usually with a gun simply because I thought it would be easiest but every time I walked past tall building I couldn't help but think about how wonderful it would be to walk to the roof and jump. To feel like I was flying for at least a little while and when I hit the ground the sweet bliss of darkness would come and then I would be gone and I could be with mother again." I said

"That doesn't answer why." He said

"Because dad was right. It was my fault that mom was dead. If hadn't let her know I was there then she would have never ran into the road."

"She could have." Axel spoke up.

I shook my head "No, she wouldn't have. You see I knew for a long time that they were fighting but I never really took notice. They always fought and it was always the same. If I hadn't showed up she would have never stormed into her room and locked dad out." I said

"Ok then I guess that's every one, Hey where are you going." Demyx asked me

I had suddenly got up and walked to the door. I still had the urge to run away and never come back.

"I'm going for a walk."

Once I was out the door I ran as fast as I could, not knowing where I was going, only that I had to get away. I wasn't sure why I was running either. Was it to get away from them or to run away from my past?

Ok so that's the chapter and you finally got to know every one's past. Hope you licked it and please review and tell me what you think. There will probably only be two or three more chapters ok guys I hope you enjoy. Have a good day my lovelies

Bye love Fox twin