Hellllllo! This is a Zemyx/Dexion (i prefer calling it Zemyx) pairing story. Chapter 21.
I swear if you complain about the frickin grammar and spelling you can suck it. i work on hard on these. i really need to stop listening to hollywood undead .\3/. so deppresin!

AND AH HUGE TYPO HAD TO REPUBLISH!

Demyx's POV

I was upset and ashamed of what I'd done last week. I did a lot of things to Zexion I should have never done. Melody noticed how I'd been practically ignoring her, so she brought me to her house again today. "What is it, Melody?" I asked, sitting on her bed. "My leg is going to be fine." She said, crossing her arms. "That's great." I said, forcing a smile onto my face. "They said I can still do normal stuff, which includes... well, you know." Melody waved her hand around.

I looked away, I didn't want to tell her I wasn't sharing the same feelings with her. "What's the matter?" Melody asked. "Nothing. I'm just not feeling all that great." I muttered. "Oh, well you know there's tons of stuff in the medicine cabinet you could use so by the time you get your clothes off-" "Melody, I don't want to..." I just couldn't even think about it. I was feeling too guilty about what I said to Zexion.

"Since when?" Melody scoffed and crossed her arms. "What do you mean 'since when'? Since when is sex the only thing you're interested in?" I felt just a little regret for asking, but not enough to even think about saying sorry.

Melody's jaw dropped, "Excuse me? Unless I got a head injury too, you're the one who practically begged me for it nearly every night for three months straight!" Now she wasn't even being fair! "I only 'begged' you because you decided it would be fun to torture the hell out of me so that I would beg you! Zexion was right you're just-"

"YOU WERE TALKING TO HIM?" Melody screamed, as if I just told her I blew her house up or something. "Why shouldn't I?" I muttered quietly. Melody was just being a bitch today. Why was it so horrible to talk to Zexion? It's not like I said I did anything else... Even though I did do something else. But she didn't know that.

Melody shook her head, "I can't believe you. Next you're going to tell me you think you're not straight." She almost laughed, but she glared at me. Like she was waiting for something. "Maybe I do think that." I retorted, glaring right back. She wasn't being fair at all. She hadn't been ever since Zexion moved back here. All she wanted since then was to control everything I did.

It made me sad to accept it, after such a long time. But it's true, isn't it? Melody was just angrier now, "You're kidding me! What did he say to you, huh? Did he lie and say I did something? Well? Did he?" Melody snapped. "He said..." He said a lot of fucking things! Like Melody had a right to know! "He said all kinds of things, Melody! But you know what? He told me not to break up with you! You don't have any reason to hate him, Melody. You're just jealous." I explained.

Melody's different... She's so much different from when I first met her- She's like a completely different person. I thought, half-upset, half-angry.

"Of course I'm jealous! He's stealing you away from me!" Melody was crying, and usually I'd apologize... and she'd get me to have sex with her as an apology. Now that I think about it, those tears could have been fake.

"No, you're pushing me away from you! Ever since Zexion came back you've been being a bitch!" "Only because I was trying to help!" Melody lied. "Yeah right! If you were actually in love with me you wouldn't have tried so hard to make Zexion miserable! I told you already that I used to love him and I hated seeing him upset, but you try to make his life worse anyway!" This was it... I was going to break up with her...

Melody wiped away some tears, "It's not my fault. Would you really have spent as much time with me or loved me as much?" She sniffled. "Of course I would spend less fucking time with you! Are you that selfish?" Of course she was.

"I'm not selfish!" Melody protested. I wanted to believe her, but how could I? "What about Axel?" I really didn't want to bring up that subject, because cheating was something Melody could thrwo right back at me. I mean I did fool around with Zexion...

Melody looked like she was in the headlights of a bus, "Who... Who told you about that? I didn't tell anyone..." She looked ready to cry. I guess she didn't expect for me to find out. At least she cares. She could lie about it, but she's not.

"I was going to tell you if..." Melody looked out her window. "Tell me if what? It's been a long time Melody! You cheated on me!" How and when to break up with her? I never even broke up with Zexion, he just left for too long and I ended it in my head.

Melody turned to me but stared at the floor, biting her nails. Why was she being so nervous? Like I wouldn't find out! I thought. Melody sighed and looked up, "I was going to tell you if I actually... h-had the baby..."

What did that have to do with it? Were we talking about the same thing? "What are you talking about?" I asked, completely confused. Melody gasped, "Oh! Oh Th-the same thing as you! I mean... Never mind!" She grabbed her crutches and started to hurry away expertly. I remembered when she was fourteen, with crutches...

"Wait, what aren't you telling me?" The tiny paranoid thought in my head was now present. There was no way... She wouldn't do that to me. "G-go home Demyx! I think I'm supposed to do something!" Melody whispered in a high pitched voice. She never sounded like that unless she was lying to someone. And she didn't lie to me! She never did!

I followed her, "Melody! Tell me!" I demanded, but Melody stumbled away faster. She got into the pool room and was attempting to skirt around the pool towards the back mudroom. "Melody! Who's was it?" I snapped, grabbing her arm.

Melody turned awkwardly, "What are you gonna do, huh? Push me in the pool and let me drown?" She glared at me. And I was so angry that I... I did do that. I pushed her right into the pool.

"No! Demyx! Why!" Melody screamed, struggling to stay above the water. Crap. Why did I do that? I wondered and slipped in after her. I pulled her back aobve the water and pinned her to the corner of the pool, "Did you have sex with Axel? Was he the one who got you pregnant? Well! Was it? Did you cheat on me!" I was so mad at her.

Melody only started crying quietly. I could only tell she was crying because she was sniffling so much. She wasn't going to tell me, was she? "Melody!" I repeated, furious now. She closed her eyes and sniffled a few more times. "...Yeah." Melody whimpered.

"You... you whore. We're over." I muttered, helping her onto the side of the pool. Melody kept sniffling. I got out of the pool, not bothering to get the one crutch that fell in with her, sitting on the floor of the pool. If I hadn't been so mad I would be crying too.

Zexion's POV

I was thinking about Demyx. Mainly... His body... But that's not my fault her tried to seduce me with just a towel on. He was never that much of a tease. Then again he hadn't even gone through puberty when I left. "Hey Zexion!" Serena was banging on my door. "What?" I sighed, pulling my blanket back up past my waist. What? Does she know when I think about Demyx or something? Which wasn't a bad thing since I really hated to touch myself.

"Someone's here to talk to you!" Serena was yanking on the doorknob like her life depended on it. I looked down... "Can it wait?" I growled. "Zexy." That was Demyx. Crap! Why... Why is he here? I got up, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and walked over to the door. I opened it slightly, "You don't know how lucky you are that my mother is shopping, Demyx." I growled.

Serena skipped back into her room like we weren't here. So childish. I opened the door wider, staying behind it. Sure, Demyx had seen me like this before but that was when I was too tempted to actually care. "Melody cheated on me." Demyx took the door and slammed it shut.

Well that killed whatever sick images of Demyx and I in bed were in my mind... Fuck, stop thinking about that... He's with Melody. I thought, disappointed. "Zexion!" Demyx snapped me out of it.I blinked, "Uh what?" I asked, in a daze.

"Mind paying attention?" Demyx glared at me. I raised and eyebrow, "Dem... I'm not surprised. Melody's a bitch. A whore." I shrugged. "Zexion! She slept with Axel and he's the one who got her pregnant!" Demyx snapped. I frowned, kind of surprised, but not entirely.

"I thought Xion said something about that. I mean she would know." I sighed. Demyx shook his head and stared at me. Then I realized... He was checking me out. I got offended, "I'm not giving you sympathy sex!" That was something I'd thought Demyx would offer me. Not ask for. I could tell he wanted it too.

Demyx got upset and crawled into my bed, underneath my blanket, "Why not!" Demyx actually sounded upset, not angry. "Because! You can't just choose when I lose my virginity. You're acting like Melody." I went over to my closet and started to look through it. I had absolutely nothing to get Demyx to stop whining, but, if we were going to end up screwing I needed a condom or something.

I bought a new box every once in a while. Kind of a self pity thing... I'm a fucking loser. I realized sorely, pulling one of the packages from the box and tossing it to Demyx. He looked at it, "That's not funny Zexion." Demyx glared.

"...Dem I'll be back in like... ten minutes. Put that on, so that you don't get anything anywhere." I said, walking out of the room and slamming the door. I had basically told him to jack off, in my bed, with my condoms. Whatever.

I walked down the stairs and to the basement. I really hated it, when Demyx was around. He was lucky that he had Melody to walk him, or rather force him, through everything sexual. I had nothing. My health class before we moved had only gotten into food. Nothing about ho to calm my god damn cock down. And no thanks to my parents, once they found out I was gay they didn't even buy me cold medicine. My health teacher once we moved? I hated school. And so did the teachers in it.

Alone, like I said. So I was sitting on of of the chairs in the basement, uncomfortable. Why couldn't I have stayed? Why couldn't I have been the one to spend their first time with him? Why couldn't I just get over it?

eh. late...