Chapter 11: Naminé's Story (Naminé's POV)
The train moved along its tracks and disappered into sight. The last thing I remember is seeing Sora sitting with his head drooping. I could tell that he was crying a bit. I couldn't believe what just happened. I breathed in and out deeply. I doubt Sora would ever want to talk to me anymore. I dropped my head.
How could I? How could I break Sora's heart like that? I walked away from the station and headed towards the park. I sat on the bench nearby with my head wandering in the clouds.
Sora, I'm sorry.
My vision was blurring and felt red, hot tears sliding down both my cheeks. I just sat there, crying my poor pathetic tears out. I suddently felt a drop of water hit me square between my eyes. Then another drop and another…until the millions of drops came crashing down hard.
Just my luck, I broke the heart of a wonderful boy…and now it's raining. Still, I kepy crying, I just couldn't stop. Then I heard footsteps running towards me. I looked up, stopping my tears. Roxas, his air rising hair now dropping because of the rain, was running towards my direction.
"Naminé, you ok?" said Roxas, sitting down next to me. I looked at him, with a relunctant smile on my face. I tried to stay as strong as possible I can. Roxas is sorta…well, overprotective of me.
"Yeah, I'm alright." I lied. I couldn't bear having to tell another lie. I felt my stomach twist and turn as Roxas look straight into my eyes. He always does that when he could tell that I'm lying.
"Come on, Naminé. Please tell me." Asked Roxas, showing his blue, puppy dog eyes. I whined. He knows that I couldn't resist the puupy dog eyes. I grinned at him and replied:
"Sorry, Roxas. It's kinda private."
"Oh, well…Alright." He stood up and kissed me in my forehead. "I'll see you tomorrow, I guess."
I nodded and watched him as he disappared into the rain. I just sat there, getting distracted by my mind. I just look like some idiot staying out late in the rain, just waiting to get a cold.
I know what you're thinking. Naminé, how could you just date someone behind Sora's back? First of all, I dated Roxas for 6 months, but we had a sort of argument… It all started 2 weeks ago before I went to transfered Destiny Islands High School.
"So, Naminé. Which school would you like to transfer to?"I was going to volunteer for the school's student exchange program. The Vice-Principal, Mrs. Cisco, passed me a list with, at least, 20 schools listed on it. I looked at it and quickly skimmed through it. I found a name that interested me.
"How about this one?" I pointed to the name, which Mrs. Cisco looked at. She grinned at me.
"'Destiny Islands High School' is great. I, myself, used to go there when I was your age. Anyways, let me sign you up… alright you're ready to go. I'll see you tomorrow for the student exchange." I nodded and walked out of the school.
I was getting butterflies flying furiously in my stomach. I glad about going to a new place, but also incredibly nervous about it. I'm heading over to Roxas' place to inform him.
Roxas was my boyfriend at the time and I was considered the luckest student in the entire school. Roxas is the captain of the Blitzball team and is incredibly popular. Everytime I walk by cheerleaders, they give me a 'I'll jump you and get Roxas for myself' kind of glare.
I, myself, was also popular, but I'm not as selfish as any other popular girl. My dad worked and owned an engineering company that spreaded world wide. I don't see him as much, since he goes place to place. My mom, however, died in a car accident during a lightning storm. I was a little baby at the time, so I don't remember her. I don't even remember what she looks like, except what when I look at pictures about her. I live at the west side of the islands.
I made to Roxas' house, who lived 2 blocks down from where I live. I knocked on his front door. My handsome boyfriend answered, however at the moment, he looked horrible as though he got caught inide a tornado. His smooth, gravity defying, dandelion hair was now destroyed and his aqua eyes were no longer bright and hypnotizing, but bloodshot and evil-looking.
I was astonded by this. Usually, Roxas had a very good sense of style, but this…I knew instantly something bad must have happened. I was getting… frightened. Maybe it was the way he looked or maybe it was the way he was looking at me. Whatever the reason, I wanted to get out of there at once, but I was curious on the way Roxas was looking, so…
"Roxas? Are you OK?" I asked. Roxas took a deep breath in and let it out. He appearently cooled himself down, because that evil gleam in his eyes disappeared. He pulled a, from what it looks like, a forced smile on his face and looked at me.
"Yeah. Umm…Can you come inside?" asked Roxas, in the gentlest voice he can make.
"Sure." I responded. I can honestly say that I didn't want to be there right now, but something was telling me to stay. I walked in Roxas' house. Roxas has a 2 story house. I sat down to the couch in the Living room. Roxas, however, walked around in circles. I looked at him with a puzzling look on my face.
What is he doing?
Roxas was hyperventilating. Hyperventilating is usually caused by stress. Roxas must have something in his mind…and he wants to let it out…to me…this cannot be good.
"Ok." Said Roxas, who finally stopped walking iin circles. "Naminé, now this is going to be hard, so I recommend that you let me do all the talking, alright?"
I gulped. My stomach twisted into a knot and my heart reached into critical panic mode, beating 70 beats per minute.
I sat there, awaiting the stressful news nevously. Roxas sat next to me and, once again, took a deep breath before saying:
"I think we've got to see other people, Naminé."
Crash! My heart shattered from those exact words. I knew that something horrible was going to happen… I didn't expect this. I suddently stopped breathing, as though something was stuck in my throat. I was gasping for air. It took some difficulty, but I managed to spit some words out.
"W-Why? Is t-there so-omebody else?" I stuttered. Roxas put one hand over his face, not even daring to look at my bloodshot eyes. Minutes passed, and Roxas still didn't responded. I shook my head in disappontment. I stood up and headed towards the door. I looked back at Roxas.
"Hey, Roxas?" I called over to him. Roxas took his hand away and looked at me with is gloomy looking eyes.
"Go to Hell." I responded. I walked out, slammed the front door behind me, and walked home.
Tears filled my eyes and flowed down my cheeks as I walked. I never believed that I could get hurt like that.
"Naminé! Please wait!"
I turned. Roxas was running up to me, in his blue jacket.
No, I don't ever want to talk to him ever again. I couldn't even stsnd the sight of him. I continued walking, not even bothering to turn around. I heard his footsteps quickly approaching me.
I started to panic a bit. I started to jog, but the footsteps were still in pursuit. My heart was beating nervously. It felt as thought a murderer was following me, but between Roxas and a murderer… I would choose the murderer. I ran. I didn't know where I was going, but anywhere far away from Roxas as possible.
The footsteps were now farther behind. Roxas may be the slickest person I ever met, but he isn't the fastest. I headed towards the dock.
What a minute… the dock is one the east side on the island. Damn. I ran so far my home is nearly 200 miles away. But I still wanted to get away. There was a boat tied to the dock. I looked far in the horizon. There was a island, much smaller than the one I was on. I heard of it. Kids would go there to hang around.
Roxas would never find me there.
I entered the boat, untied the rope, and began to row. I got to closer and closer to the small island until I made it to the island's dock. I got off and retied the boat.
I've got to find somewhere to hide.
I looked around and found a cabin that led to another island a few feet from this one. I walked in the cabin. Everything was empty except for a flight of stairs that lead to the bridge. "I guess I've got to stay here for a while." I thought out loud. I sat down on the stairs.
Look how pathetic I am sleeping in a cabin, on an island I've never been on, 200 miles away from my home, when my Dad could be incredibly worried about me. All because my perfect boyfriend cheated on me.
Once again, my sorrow took control over me. Tears, whining, sobbing, wailing, the works. This is just wrong. When I couldn't cry anymore, I finally drifted asleep.
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