Zexion POV;
The court case went relatively smoothly. My mother, in all her sunshine and glory, spent days planning on what to say and do. Demyx would sit and watch her, telling her that he was going to pay her, and my mother just answered with the 'you're practically my son, you can't pay me' excuse. And me, well, I just watched them smirking. It was quite fun to watch to be perfectly honest. I wasn't sure of the details as to what is happening with Namine, but I hear she's getting on well with Marluxia and his mum. As I watched Demyx watch his father being taken away, I noticed that his face showed some sign of sadness. His father had twenty years for rape and abuse. It served him right in my opinion. My mother sat in the chair in front of me, a triumphant look on her face. When the court room had cleared, My mum talked to the judge and Namine walked out with Marluxia. Demyx turned and scrambled over the chair, landing next to me. I Smiled warmly, hugged and kissed him.
"You did great, and now, we're going to be living together! Come on, Chin up!" I Spoke in his ear enthusiastically, but it seemed something else was on his mind. He sat up full height and placed my head to his chest.
"Will we be together forever?" He asked me. My stomach dropped and my heart stopped. That was one thing I never thought of. I was going to Radiant Garden College in a year. Demyx, well, I think Demyx was going to try and make it big with his Sitar and amazing voice. I swallowed a lump in my throat and nodded.
"Yeah, Our hearts will be together forever" I whispered. I could tell that I was going to be tossing and turning all night.
When we got home, Demyx turned to me.
"I'm going to see my father. Sometime next..." He trailed off. I almost gagged.
"WHAT?!"
"I said-"
"I Know what you said...But What I can't fathom is why?!" I Hissed. Is he crazy? Better not answer that.
"Zexy, he's my father, and he looked so guilty when he was dragged away!"
"Like hell he did! He was probably thinking 'Oh fuck, what am I going to kick, shag and punch for the next twenty years without getting beat up for it!" I regretted saying this almost instantly. His eyes welled up, he sent me a glare that did not suit his pretty little face, and stomped off. Hold on, I Did not just say pretty little face, did I?
My mother looked at me.
"You really should not have said-"
"I know! Jesus, Is it wrong to care about him?"
"No honey, it's not, but that was taking it too far. He's never going to see his dad again, he's been raped, he's been abused emotionally and physically. You're the only person he's been able to talk to about it. Imagine how he feels when you don't approve of it and start saying things like that." My mum whispered, patting me on the shoulder and then going to the door. "I'll be back soon, I just need to sign some papers." And she was gone.
- - -
Silence. Horrible, unnatural, murderous, bloody friken silence! I used to love silences, but I got so used to having Demyx sit with me during these silences over the last two months, that the silence suffocated me. And the guilt I felt did nothing to help either. I wasn't pressed against a warm body with only the presence of my mother in the next room stopping myself from ripping of his top and claiming him right then and there. But there was no one with me. I needed background noise, the sound of a breath, a car, anything other than the tick-tock of the clock on the mantelpiece. My ears pricked, and it was then that they picked up the sniffles from my room down the hall.
Sighing, I knew it was time to make amends with Demyx. I walked cautiously down the corridor, quietly opened the door and slipped in. He evidently didn't notice my presence, as his head stayed on the pillow it was buried in. Walking over, I placed myself on the bed. His body tensed, but his sniffles still resonated around the room. I laid on my side facing him, and removed his hands from either side of the pillow. He was even more tense now, but his head remained buried in the pillow. I placed my hands under his arms and rested them on his shoulder blades. He had no choice but to face me now, but his eyes remained tightly closed. Bright tear tracks trailed down his face, and that completely broke my heart. Angels shouldn't cry. I kissed both his eye lids, and then gently kissed his lips, before resting my head in his chest.
"I'm sorry." I whispered almost inaudibly. He sniffled in response, and buried his face in my hair. I felt his arms wrap around me, and I tightened my grip around him.
I heard the front door open. Then I heard my door open and close. Hours later I heard the front door open again. And in between them a door opening and closing upstairs. All through that time, me and Demyx never moved from where we were. If it weren't for the opening and closing of the doors, I would have been perfectly convinced that time had stopped for us.
Demyx POV;
Saying I was scared was an understatement. I was fucking petrified. Sure, I'd have Zexion with me, and Sure, my father would be in chains. But it's the fact that I will see him. Not drunk or stoned, and then I will end up seeing the real man who claimed to be my father. As we climbed into the car, he gripped my hand tightly. I Had planned on seeing my father three weeks after he was sent to prison, but it has been two months since then. I Just hadn't plucked up the courage. But Zexion was with me, I was going to be fine. I Hoped.
I walked through the doors, the guards keeping a close eye on me. Or maybe they were just staring because I was holding Zexy's hand. I Don't know. But my dad looked up at the door opening. He looked different, healthier.
"Hey, dad" I almost whispered. Zexion just remained quiet.
"Hey son. I...I Just want you to know t..That I'm sorry"
"It's okay dad" I Felt Zexion twitch beside me, his hand tightening in mine. I Knew he wasn't approving of this. But this had to happen.
"I Honestly can't express how sorry I am. But I'm straightening myself up. I've been getting counselling for my drinking problems and drug habit." He said smiling.
"Yeah, And Demyx has to take counselling in case he throws fits in any form of sexual contact, because of you" Zexion snarled. I squeezed his hand and nudged him with my elbow.
"And who the hell are you?"
"His boyfriend" Zexion answered quickly, with a glare that would scare the sit out of a dinosaur. Don't ask why I picked dinosaur to describe that, I don't even know myself. My father quickly shut up at that. Zexion spent the rest of the hour silent, while I talked with my father. That is, until the topic of college came up.
"What choice do you have in his education?" He hissed.
"I'm his father! I Want my son in college!"
"You've got nerve calling yourself his father!"
"I want him going to college!"
"Why the hell are - Oww!" I elbowed him in his ribs, and he just sat back, arms crossed and looked cute. Very cute. Hell, I'd have jumped him if we weren't in the middle of a prison.
"Dad, You never took an interest in me at all for fifteen years. Why the sudden interest?" I Asked, choosing my words carefully. Zexion muttered something beside me, earning another elbow from me.
"Because, I was never in the right state of mind son"
"Too right you weren't" Zexion murmured. I Elbowed him again, and he looked to the side, humming a mindless tune.
"Dad, I'm not going to college and that's final. Just accept it please." I spoke. Zexion twitched beside me, and my dad just looked shocked.
"Fine, you're decision. But may I ask why?" He asked. Zexion stood up.
"May I leave?"
"Sure" I Handed him the car keys.
"I'll meet you back at the car" And with that he left, quietly, gracefully and quickly. But I could see the pain on his face. The rest of the hour passed by with mindless conversation. He kept asking me if I loved Zexion, And I always answered yes. Because I Do love Zexion. When my father was leaded away, I exited the prison and breathed in fresh air. Man, it was warm in there. But hey, At least I'm outside, and I've got a clean slate with my dad. I looked over at the car, Zexion looked almost dead in there. At first I was worried, until I shook him and he jolted up.
"What happened?!"
"Nothing, calm down."
"Oh.." He started the engine, and drove off down the road, ocassionally glancing at me, but a silence in between. Walking through the door he walked over to the couch and collapsed onto it, pulling a cushion over his head.
"I'm so bloody tired" He moaned, curling up. I Pitied him, he probably hadn't slept, like me. Maybe it was for the same reason as me; What's going to happen when school ends and college starts? One would think that I would be tossing and turning about seeing my father, but I couldn't give a shit about him. Honestly. I Wedged my way in between Zexion's back and the couch, and wrapped my arms around him. He turned and rested his head in the crook of my neck.
"Night night Demy Dem" He whispered.
"It's three in the afternoon!" I almost shouted. He closed his eyes and placed a hand over my mouth, snuggling closer.
"I said night night." And then he was out like a light, occasionally shifting his body, but his head never left the crook of my neck. I smiled, and eventually fell asleep too.
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