***Hey! New chapter! Yay! Sorry about how VERY short it is. I have NO time lately.***
Roxas Pov
Roxas, with Axel's help, climbed through Cloud's window. He looked down at the redhead.
"Later!" He whisper called.
"Bye!" Axel called back, walking away.
Roxas crept back to his room, unnoticed.
Or so he thought.
When he got to his room and undressed, his parents stormed down the stairs.
"Boy! Where in the name of hell were you?" His mother demanded, slapping his face.
"I was at Selphie's house." Roxas replied immediately.
"Oh really? Well then, I'll just have to have you call her." She laughed, grabbing a phone.
Roxas still knew her number from when they were kids.
He gulped and dialed. He prayed that his plan would work.
When it started ringing he put it on speaker phone.
"Hey Selph! It's Roxas." He said, not letting his nervousness get into his voice.
"Hey Roxas!" She said giggling.
"Did you remember to pack the cards?" Roxas asked. It was their code for 'Parents listening, play along.'
"Of course I did, Rox." She said.
"I had a lot of fun at your house. I'm still leading the poker competition, 20 to 13." He said happily.
"Nuh Uh! It's only 18 to 14!" She exclaimed.
"No, I'm the smart one, remember?" He teased.
"Whatever Roxas. The cards are packed." She said. It was code for 'I mean what I'm about to say'.
"I miss you. We should hang out like that more, without stuff bothering us." She said. Roxas could hear her smile.
"Maybe tomorrow, Selph. Goodnight!" He smiled sadly.
"Night." Click.
"Well, it seems that you aren't lying, for once. But if we find out that you were…" His mother trailed off, sneering at her son.
"Go to bed, I am going to work early tomorrow. Your mother is going to a church retreat, it'll last the week. And is all your homework done for school tomorrow?" His father demanded. Roxas nodded.
But there was no school tomorrow. It was a teacher convention day, or something like that. But Roxas hadn't told them that. He intended to hang out with his new friends.
But now… maybe he'd hang out with his old ones too.
The next day Roxas's mother stormed down the stairs at 3:17 in the morning.
"Boy, I'm leaving in an hour and I thought I'd give you something to remember me by." She said, laughing evilly.
Roxas gulped, shivering slightly. His mother was the worst, at least he knew what to expect with his father.
"Here, boy. I brought you a present." She cackled, drawing closer to the bed. She set a bag on his lap and shone a flashlight on it.
She took a gun. One bullet.
She grabbed him by the front of his nightshirt and began hitting his face, until both his eyes were swollen shut, his nose was bleeding a lot, and his teeth had bitten into his lips.
Axel wouldn't like that.
Roxas nearly burst out laughing at the thought, though he knew that Axel wouldn't think that it was funny at all.
"Have a nice week, Roxas!" She said, smiling widely.
She kicked his stomach with her high heel and left.
Then he remembered the gun on his bed.
How many times in 6th grade had he wished for one of these? It would make death so much more painless.
But Roxas smiled as he remembered his reason for not wanting to kill himself today.
Axel.
He smiled even wider, though it made his mouth bleed faster.
He could take the pain.
But how was he supposed to hide this from the school?
He's just say something about getting mugged if anyone asked.
But he doubted anyone would.
He sighed and shoved the gun under the floorboards. It might come in handy sometime later.
It might.
Roxas jumped out of bed, and without another thought to the gun went to see Namine. At this rate he'd need to buy his own makeup.
Then he'd go see Selphie.
And maybe Axel.
He smiled to himself.
If Selphie just went back to normal, then things would be better.
If only.