Oh my gandhi, I am so sorry! Spring semester was chuck full of writing so I spent every ounce of writing will power doing home work. D: Then this chapter, oh this chapter, I re-wrote it several times. I'm still not pleased with it, but it's at a point I can be happy with putting it out. I am out for the summer, so I will update a little more. But I do work, and that is taking up a lot of energy. But here is an announcement! As I wrap this story up, I'm already writing another one! YAY! My new story is completely off base from what I usually write. It is still an AkuRoku story...but it's very different from this and my last one.
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Naked Chapter 10:
Roxas stared up at the door of Axel's house and let out a shaky breath. He wasn't sure what had compelled him to come here, but here he was. The fear of rejection kept him planted in place, not even having the guts to ascend the stairs leading up to the door.
"Yo!" A voice called out behind Roxas, making him jump and turn around. Standing there was Reno, Axel's older brother. He was leaning against his car which was parked at the curb in front of the house, a cigarette loosely hanging from his lips. How long had he been there watching him?
Roxas could feel the heat of embarrassment creep up his neck as Reno walked towards him. "H-How long have you been standing there watching me?"
Reno smirked; "long enough to know that you weren't going to knock. What's up kiddo? Haven't seen you around lately…"
Roxas sighed looking down at my shoes. "I don't know what or why, but Axel has just stopped talking to me…"
Reno hummed stomping out the barely lit cigarette. "Look, Axel doesn't hate ya if that's what ya thinking. He's just a strange kid; he's probably got a good reason."
A frown etched its way onto Roxas' face. "If you say so…" He quickly rushed past Reno. He didn't understand, If Axel like him the way Reno said he did, why wouldn't he talk to him? Roxas slowed his pace down a few blocks from his house. He slumped down to the side walk and wiped the tears from his eyes. Hadn't he hurt enough for Axel? Hadn't he suffered enough? Why did he let the red head affect him this way still? He thought things were changing…he hoped things were changing.
He looked up at the sky, the sun shining bright and strong. The warmth felt good on his face, but the warmth only made his heart ache more. Roxas always hated days like this, they just reminded him that he was alone, utterly alone.
June 26, 2011
"I can't stand the look on Cloud's face when he walks into my room. I can see the pain, the disappointment, the worry, the guilt sweeping across his face. He thinks that he's giving me one of his famous poker faces, but I've known him for so long, I can see right through it…"
It had been almost a week since Roxas had been raped. He spent most of his time sitting in his room staring out the window. It worried Cloud, and Roxas knew it did. But he just didn't care anymore. When he took a moment notice his emotions, all he felt was numbness, blank, empty. He couldn't get himself to feel anything.
"Roxas…" Cloud let out a soft whisper. "Please, go…just for me…"
Roxas flicked his eyes towards him, what he was talking about was therapy. Cloud had been asking him all week to go, Roxas knew it might help him. But a part of him didn't want to be helped.
Roxas turned his whole body facing Cloud, he looked into his eyes. There were all those emotions again. He was sick of seeing them in his brother. He let out a soft sigh, if going to therapy helped Cloud feel better, he would go. "Okay." He said softly.
A small little smile graced Cloud's lips. "Thank you."
The doctor's office was in an old fashioned building. Nothing like you would expect a high end psychiatrist to practice out of. Roxas looked at Cloud with a bit of hesitation. Cloud smiled; "Dr. Ansem is the best."
"If you say so…" Roxas said softly walking up the stair case into the building. It was the hardest thing to do; it felt like he was admitting he had a problem. Sure he knew that he did have a problem, but he liked to keep it to himself.
"So tell me Roxas…" Dr. Ansem said grabbing a file and a clipboard from his desk before sitting in his cliché over sized therapist chair. "Why are you here to see me today?"
Roxas stared at the doctor with a slightly annoyed look. He knew exactly why the doctor was asking this question, but it didn't make it any less annoying. He let out a strung out sigh and looked away from the doctor. "I'm here to make my brother feel better…"
Ansem hummed scribbling something down. That's one thing that annoyed Roxas about therapists, they were always writing things down, taking notes, studying you like a subject.
"So you're not here for yourself?" Ansem asked looking at Roxas over the top of his glasses.
Roxas shrugged; "I don't care to have someone inside my head. I know I'm screwed up, I don't need someone else telling me so."
"Why do you think you're screwed up Roxas?"
He gave him a 'are you serious' look. "I hate myself; I hate myself so much I tried to kill myself. And every day I'm living I hate myself even further…. The guy I like doesn't know I exist; the fact that I even like a guy makes my life a living hell. Those who suspect so at school torture me; make my life a living hell. And the rest of the school population ignores me, as if I don't exist. Maybe it's easier to ignore all the bullying and pain I go through if they do. My mother works all the time, which I suspect is because she is ashamed of me as well. She can't stand the fact that she has two gay sons. She did this to Cloud as well, but used me as an excuse to ignore him…. And Cloud…he feels sorry for me. I don't want pity doctor…but I get it."
Ansem looked a bit taken back by the amount of information Roxas willingly shared about himself. At the beginning he was sure it would take a lot to get Roxas to open up.
Roxas sighed; "there, that's everything. Can I go and stop coming now?"
Ansem shook his head. "No, you haven't faced your problems yet."
"That's just it doc, I don't want to face them. I want to embrace them, harbor in them…"
"And you think that's healthy?" Ansem asked leaning back in his chair.
"No, I don't think it is." Roxas said standing up from his seat. "And quite frankly I don't care." He said before leaving the doctor's office.
Cloud looked over when the front door opened. He frowned seeing Roxas walk in. "You're session doesn't end for another 20 minutes…"
Roxas grunted heading up the stairs. "I couldn't stand it so I left."
"Roxas!" Cloud called after him, but he was ignored. Roxas slammed his room door shut. He didn't want Cloud to feel guilty any more, or worried, but he wouldn't sit there and be analyzed by somebody just to accomplish that.
Roxas fell on his bed in a heap. He just wished he could disappear from the world. He sighed pulling a pillow over his face. He couldn't put his mother through all the investigations if he succeeded in killing himself now….
He got up and grabbed his calendar; his 18th birthday was a week before graduation. After he would do it…that way the authorities would leave his family alone. He gripped the calendar, he didn't particularly want to die…. But he couldn't live with the way his life was now. But if things were to turn around….
Roxas nodded slightly. It was decided, if his life got better, he would call of his plans…but if not…then well…once he graduated….
Axel let out a shaky breath standing on Roxas' porch. He knocked on the door quickly and nervously bounced around on his feet.
"Axel?" Cloud questioned answering the door. "What are you doing here?"
Axel bit his lip, "is Roxas home? I really need to talk to him…"
"No…he said he was going to your house…"
Axel frowned, Reno mentioned he had seen Roxas, but he failed to mention that it was at their house. "Before I go…What's with all the balloons?"
Cloud looked back at the overly decorated hall leading into the living room. He sighed; "It's Roxas' 18th birthday today…"
The story is winding down. 2-3 more chapters tops. T.T It's so bitter sweet.
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