"What the fuck?!" Axel voice was loud as it boomed down the hall.
"I said leave me alone!" Roxas yelled back, so Demyx and I quickly threw on boxers and shorts before running out to see what the problem was.
"Hey everything," Demyx started, but stopped himself when he saw Roxas sulking on the couch while Axel shook his head with a cigarette in his hand.
"I don't know what the fucking problem is!" The redhead looked frustrated.
"You're the fucking problem!" Roxas shouted back as I gulped. Whatever it was that they were fighting about, it was bad.
"Wow, really? I'm only your boyfriend!" Axel was hurt, but was masking it with rage.
"If you don't shut up soon you won't be that much longer." Roxas stood up and tried to push past Axel.
"R-Roxas?" Axel looked like he was at a place of truce, ready to call it over to move on.
"Just go already!" Roxas turned around to yell at Axel.
"Go where?" Axel's temper rose again.
"To college!" Roxas answered as Demyx tried to clear his throat, hoping to calm things down.
"What? How is any of that even relevant?" Axel shook his head.
"Wait what are you two even fighting about?" Demyx interrupted, much braver than I was to interrupt their fight.
"I don't even know! We were about to, you know," Axel hinted with a wave of his hand, "But then he started screaming at me!" He put his hands up in defense.
"No! We were about to start when your phone went off!"
"I thought it might have been Zex again!" Axel put his hand to his head.
"It doesn't matter," Roxas huffed.
"Who was it?" I asked quietly.
"It was Radiant Garden." Axel shrugged.
"What did they want?" Demyx asked.
"They offered me a position." Axel smiled.
"That's great!" Demyx smiled wildly back.
"Yeah, hip hip hurray, so just go already." Roxas sighed, walking towards Axel's bedroom.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Axel was once again bothered, but his words stopped Roxas.
"Your cigarette is bothering me. I don't want to smell that shit." Roxas said sternly.
"This is like, my third." Axel said, as if it proved Roxas' statement to be false.
"Yeah and I hated the first two as well. I hate when you smoke. I don't want to kiss you." Roxas shivered in disgust.
"God you're so fucking," Axel sighed. "Way to tell me this after Rox. Really, great timing." Axel smiled sarcastically, causing Roxas to shake his head.
"You have no idea how angry I am right now." Roxas said so calmly that it literally sent shivers down my spine. Even Axel gulped, realizing that this wasn't some joke.
"Rox," Axel sounded like he was finally ready to listen, but Roxas looked like he was done.
"Don't talk to me Axe. I don't want to hear your voice right now." Roxas' tone was so sorrowful it was awful waiting on the edge to see what would happen next.
"Ok," Axel whispered, looking lost, unsure of what to do.
"I can't even look at you," Roxas' eyes fell downwards as his voice went weak.
"Baby," Axel reached out for the blonde, who swatted the hand away violently.
"No! I said I'm done! I don't want to talk to you, I'm angry as fuck, and you're just some horny drunk who can't take this relationship seriously!" Roxas yelled, leaving Axel wide mouthed.
"I, I didn't drink anything," Axel's words were heavy as he took deep breaths between each syllable, sounding like he were ready to cry.
"Well you were smoking and that's enough for me." Roxas checked his phone before taking a step towards the front door.
"Where are you," Axel started, but Roxas finished for him.
"I'm going home. You can go smoke and drink all the fuck you want. Hell, go to Radiant Garden and go drink with their baseball team already." Roxas opened the front door and slammed it, leaving the rest of us to stand there, blank, confused, lost.
"Ummm," Demyx thought aloud.
"You guys should go home." Axel whispered, standing in his boxers with his eyes swelling up as he stared at the floor.
"Axe," Demyx clearly wanted to support his best friend.
"Please? Go home." Axel repeated, his lips shaking before Demyx nodded.
"Come on Zex. I'll walk you to Aerith's." Demyx and I returned to his bedroom, silently dressed ourselves, and made our way to the door.
"Axe, please, take care of yourself?" Demyx was nearly begging as Axel nodded, although he looked like he didn't even hear Demyx's words.
"Axel?" I walked up to the redhead, who was sitting on the couch with a beer and another cigarette. Axel looked up at me as I knelt to give him a hug.
"We love you." I said as I squeezed his body tightly.
"Thanks." He felt so lifeless that I let go of him and watched him sway.
"Axel," Demyx sighed, as if he didn't even know what to say.
"I'll be fine." Axel took a chug of his beer. "Just need to relax."
"Text me, ok?" Demyx nodded to himself before he and I left.
We walked silently for the most part, but I couldn't help but feel so worried.
"It's ok, Axel usually blows up at first and has unhealthy ways of dealing with it, but it shouldn't be long till he's back on track and back to his normal self. As for Roxas, I'm sure he'll realize soon that he overreacted. Everything will work out." Demyx smiled at me.
"Demy?" I looked up at my tall boyfriend as we walked side by side.
"Yeah?" Demyx saw the hurt in my eyes that existed as a result of Axel and Roxas' fight.
"I love you." I grabbed my boyfriends hand, needing to feel life in him.
"I love you too Zex." Demyx hugged me tightly.
We continued our walk, and when I made it back to Aerith's, I said nothing of Axel and Roxas, nor of losing my virginity, nor anything of the past events that went down at the dance.
Instead, Demyx helped me convince Aerith that we had an all nighter playing video games, which gave me the permission I needed to sleep the day away.
I really was exhausted, from the sex and the emotional roller coaster, and I got in bed as Demyx said his goodbyes to Aerith. Just when I thought he had left, I felt his arms around me. I turned to see him holding me from behind, and none of us even said a word as we tried to comfort each other. Before I knew it, we were both asleep.
When I woke up, Demyx was gone since he had swim practice, and I knew that Axel had baseball training, so I sent him a text, asking him if he could stop by Aerith's house and drop off my backpack, which I forgot in Demyx's room as a result of the random fight that occurred.
When Axel got out of practice, his car pulled up to Aerith's house, and I was anxious to see how he was doing.
"You ok?" I asked, noticing how quiet and down he seemed, which was never like him, and it scared me.
"Yeah." He was brief.
"Everything ok with Roxas?" I had to ask. I had been hoping all along that they had made up over the night or early morning.
"Yeah, I mean, I know its not a relationship breaker, but it was pretty bad." Axel frowned. "It's my fault for having had more to smoke after you two left, even after Roxas got all upset and tried to lecture me." Axel shook his head as he handed me my backpack.
"I sorry." I wish I had all the answers like Axel always does, but I really had no idea what I could say to help.
"Eh, it's alright. It's my fault for smoking, and I'll apologize tonight. I'm just hoping he'll give me the chance." Axel shrugged.
"Know he loves you Axe." I had to remind him.
"Thanks Zex. Well, I'm going to head back home, I'll see you tomorrow." The redhead turned around and walked back in silence as I watched in despair.
"Oh, good, you're back." Aerith greeted me as I re-entered the house.
"Yep." I sat on the couch, leaving a gap between us.
"You ok?" She asked with concern.
"Tired." I didn't want to gossip about Roxas and Axel, but it was bothering me.
"Oh, well, I was hoping to perhaps have another session." Aerith suggested, so I nodded with a sigh. I was already feeling down, so why not just add to it instead of ruin a potentially good day in the future?
"Sure."
"Zexion, I was taking another look at your diary when,"
"Journal." I corrected her. Hell, diaries are for girls.
"At your journal, when I saw something I didn't quite understand." Aerith flipped through my notebook until she found her desired page.
"What is it?" I asked curiously.
"You mentioned in here, about when you were little, something about trying to buy medicine for your mother." Aerith looked at me as I nodded.
"Yeah, I remember." I took a deep breath.
"What happened?" she asked so I stared at the ground as I shared.
"Was about six, just before dad died. Mom had episode, wouldn't stop screaming." I continued to explain as I played through the movie in my head.
My mother was yelling at my father for a reason I couldn't understand. I was just wandering downstairs to get food when my mom threw something at me.
"Stop!" My dad yelled, grabbing my mom frantically as she started crying hysterically. I watched, leaning against the wall as the shattered vase lay just inches away from me.
"He, he's the reason. Don't you see? It's because of him!" my mom pointed to me as my eyes watered.
"What did I do?" I whispered, hating myself. I grew up hating myself, because I was always told that I messed up. My mother constantly reminded me that I was a bad boy, the reason for her problems. From a young age, I was told I was problematic.
"Nothing," My dad grunted, always trying to mediate between my mothers fits and my tears.
"Sorry mommy," I started to sniffle. I hated seeing her sad, seeing her frustrated, and I was far too young to realize that her drugs and mental conditions made her that way.
"Why? Why can't you be good?" My mother blamed me for god knows what.
"Sorry," I bit my lip, not sure what I was apologizing for.
"You're fine, just, go, upstairs." My dad was trying to hold my mother still as she fought him in an attempt to break free.
"But I'm hungry," I put my hand over my tummy.
"We don't have food because you eat it all!" My mother screamed at me.
"I, I," I panicked, guilt consumed me as I wondered if it were really true.
"Shh, its fine Zexion, just go upstairs. I'll bring you food." My dad was struggling so I nodded.
"Ok," I turned around.
"Just shut up!" My mother yelled and I froze as she took a step forward before my dad caught her in his grasp and I bolted for my room.
I heard more yelling and cussing as I sat on my bed, quiet, alone, wondering how long the screams would last. When two more hours passed and my tummy rumbled, I decided to make another attempt for the kitchen.
"Oh look who decided to join us?" My mother was standing in the kitchen while my dad was sitting at the table, his head in his hands.
"Zexion? Oh yeah, you're hungry." My dad sighed, looking so exhausted. I always felt bad for him, for what my mother put him through.
"Eating up all our goddamn food. And for what? You don't do shit!" my mother hissed.
"I sor,"
"Shut up!" my mother silenced me. "God, do you think I want to hear you? Huh?" She demanded an answer so I shook my head. "That's right!" she nodded, hands on hips, staring down at me as I gulped.
My stomach growled again.
"Hungry," I whispered before she wound her hand up to hit me. I cowered in fear before my dad grabbed her arm.
"Let the boy eat." He said.
"I don't want to look at him." She snarled.
"Then go upstairs." My father told my mother, who yanked her arm free and went into the bathroom, locking the door. My dad sighed as I stood there, unsure what to do. Days like that weren't uncommon, but they were still scary. My dad sent me with my grandmother as often as he could, and even when I was home, my mother was usually too busy living her drugged up life out and about, so I hardly ever had to deal with her. But when she was home, she made it apparent that she didn't want me to be there.
"Why is mommy mad at me?" I asked, wanting an answer, wanting to understand.
"She's sick." My dad sat back down in his chair.
"Medicine?" I proposed. My dad sighed before he thought.
"It's, it's not that simple Zexion."
"Why not?" I wanted to cry. I didn't want my mother to be sick; I didn't want her to be hurting.
"Cause, the doctors don't know what medicine will work."
"Is it a cold?" I asked.
"No," my dad shook his head.
"Flu?" I guessed again.
"No, sweetie, she's really sick. But, she'll be ok. We just, we have to be patient with mommy, ok?" he asked, a small smile of hope on his face.
"Ok." I nodded, trying to smile back.
"Hey," my mother exited the bathroom as I scooted closer to my dad.
"Why don't you go get a hamburger." My dad handed me twenty bucks and I nodded, scurrying out the door before my parents continued to fight.
It was pretty normal for my dad to hand me munny and let me walk alone to the local hamburger joint to buy food since my mother couldn't cook and it was best for me not to be around while they fought. I was about to go into the fast food chain when I looked across the street and saw a drug store. I gulped to myself before I crossed the street, walked into the store, and went to the medicine isle.
"Can I help you?" a friendly girl in her uniform shirt came up to me and knelt down.
"Looking for medicine." I nodded in determination.
"What kind?" she tilted her head.
"Ummm, I don't know." I bit my lip, seeing an error in my plan.
"Do you have a cold?" She asked, but I shook my head.
"Not a cold, not a flu, but sick." I repeated what I remembered my dad saying.
"I see, well does your head hurt?" She asked but I once again shook my head.
"No, not me, mommy." I clarified.
"Oh, well, maybe she knows what medicine. Where is she?"
"She's at home. I, I want to get her medicine, cause I don't want her to be sick anymore. Don't like seeing her sick. She's always sick." I started to sniffle, thinking about how all six years of my life was like the same painted picture.
"How long has she been sick?" the employee asked me.
"Don't remember. For forever." I rubbed my eyes.
"Are, are you ok?" she seemed concerned as I shook my head.
"Don't want mommy sick. Don't want her mad at me." I didn't know what I was saying anymore, but I was so hurt that my own mother seemed to hate me. I thought that maybe, just maybe, medicine would make it all go away.
"Oh dear," the girl whispered. "Hunny, does, does your mommy ever hit you?" She asked in a hushed tone, and I slowly shook my head. "What about your daddy?"
"No, daddy loves me, and helps me when mommy's owwie gets worse." I sniffled loudly.
"What kind of owwy is it?" She asked as I thought.
"Here." I pointed to my head.
"Ok, where are they? Are they in the store?" She asked, but I shook my head.
"Home. Mommy was mad, so I couldn't get food. Daddy told me to go get food but I wanted to get mommy medicine." I gave the lady the bill in my pocket.
"Sweetheart, I don't know what kind of medicine your mommy needs." She frowned before I started crying, sobbing in the store, hating how hopeless it all seemed.
"Oh, shh, shh, shh, don't cry!" She hugged me as I tried to calm myself down.
"Please? She needs medicine. I don't want her sick anymore." I begged.
"Can I get some help here!" She shouted and when I looked at her, her own eyes were watering. "I'm so sorry sweetie. Don't worry, your mommy will be fine, ok?" She smiled at me, but I still didn't understand any of it.
"What's wrong?" A co-worker ran up to her.
"Oh, he uh, he started crying but it's just too much. He's so cute, I, I almost started crying too." She stood up and shared as I looked up at both of them in confusion.
"Where are his parents?"
"He's here alone."
"Alone? Son, do you know how to get home?" The male coworker asked.
"Yeah." I said quietly.
"We can't just let him go all alone," The girl whispered harshly.
"What do you propose we do?" The guy asked.
"Cover the rest of my shift, I'll walk him home." She took off her apron and took my hand.
"What's your name?" She asked as we walked out of the store, hand in hand.
"Zexion."
"Zexion? I'm Rhinoa." She smiled sweetly.
"Nice to meet you." I said politely.
"It's nice to meet you too. Here's your munny back. Are you still hungry?" She asked and I nodded. Rhinoa bought me a hamburger and we ate quietly before she continued to walk me home.
"You said it's close?" She asked and I nodded. I only lived five minutes away from the hamburger joint, and when we reached the door, I thanked her.
"Of course sweetie. Are your parents home?" She asked curiously and I tried opening the door, but it was locked.
She rang the doorbell, which I never would have done, but we stood waiting for a whole minute before my dad opened the door.
"Zexoin? Who," He looked at Rhinoa.
"Hi, I'm Rhinoa. He walked into the drug store I work at, asking for medicine so I, I just couldn't let this little boy walk home alone. Sorry for intruding." She remained as kind as ever.
"Oh, um, thank you. Yeah uh, his mom is sick, but she's getting better." My dad nodded me inside.
"Thank you Rhinoa." I hugged her.
"You are welcome sweetie." She held me tight before I stood by my dad's leg. "Look, I, I know I have no right but, he seems really troubled." Rhinoa frowned.
"He's fine." My dad said bluntly.
"He was crying about his mother being mad at him." She wouldn't give up.
"He's easily frightened, but I assure you, he's not in any danger." My dad put a hand around me.
"I just wanted to be sure." She said and my dad nodded, both of them talking like I wasn't there.
"I appreciate your concern." My dad said.
"Ok, well, you take care Zexion." Rhinoa waved before she left, and I waved back as well. My dad shut the door, locked it, and sighed.
"What did you do?" he seemed frustrated, yet more tired.
"Wanted to get mommy medicine." I could tell I was in trouble.
"Dammit Zexion I told you the doctors don't know what's wrong with her!" My dad yelled. He hardly ever got mad at me, and even at that age, I could tell it wasn't me, but the situations, that he was really mad at.
"I sorry." I held my hands together under my chin.
"What's wrong with me?!" My mother came downstairs, having heard his comment.
"Shit, good job Zexion! I just had her calm and now, now it's starting all over again." I could tell my dad wanted to blame me, but even after all the shit my mom put him through, he was kind enough not to.
"It's my fault, isn't it?" I guessed.
"Isn't it always?" My mother scoffed.
"Leave the kid alone. Your screaming scared him and someone came to the door asking if we abuse him." My dad informed him, and my mother looked at me as if she were going to kill me.
"What the fuck did you do you little brat?!"
"It's not his fault you yell at him." My dad rolled his eyes. "Just leave our son alone." My dad repeated.
"He's hardly my son, and not worth my time." My mother flipped me off before she went into her room.
"I'm sorry daddy, I just,"
"Shh, be quiet Zexion." My father rubbed his temples. "Don't go back to that store, you understand?" He asked and I nodded, despite my unwillingness to do so. I liked Rhinoa, and I wanted to find the medicine, no matter what. But even more so, I wanted my dad happy, because at least when my mom was angry, I had him. "No more telling people that mommy is sick, ok?" he asked again and I nodded.
"Did you eat?" I nodded. "You're full?" I nodded again. "Good. Go to bed. Brush your teeth." My dad walked past me and up the stairs, into his bedroom to join my mother.
I obeyed and tucked myself in bed with my teddy bear that my grandmother gave me when I was just a baby. I held it close as I laid there with dripping eyes, listening to my parents yell at each other from the other side of the wall.
"Shh, it's ok . Mommy will get better. I'll find her medicine." I squeezed him extra tight and fell asleep.
When I finished translating my memory to Aerith, I realized just how heavy my heart felt. I could literally recognize its weight inside of my chest as I took slow deep breaths on her couch.
"That was when you were six?" She asked to clarify, and I nodded. "Your father passed away when you were seven?" She asked again and I nodded.
"Was only a few months later." I answered.
"It must have been so rough when he left," She whispered, as if she were talking to herself, but I nodded as I wiped my eyes, which were silently leaking.
"Knew he loved me, but said he couldn't wait for her to get better. Said her medicine didn't exist." I thought back to the last real conversation I had with my father.
"Told him I was looking. He, he asked me to try once more, at a store far away. Wanted to obey, so I ran, but when I got back with no medicine, he, he was gone." I closed my eyes, remembering the image of walking home to see my father's body, hanging from his bedroom ceiling.
"What did you do when you found him?" Aerith asked curiously.
"Mom was gone, so I got Rhinoa. Mom went to rehab, I went with aunt, never saw Rhinoa again. Never saw daddy again. He left me." I looked to Aerith, who hugged me loosely.
"Shhh, it's ok Zexion. Look how far you've come, all on your own, on your own strength." She encouraged me, rubbing my back.
"I miss him. Wish I had him, to help me when I wasn't strong enough." I sniffled.
"I'm sure he's proud of you." Aerith smiled at me as I nodded.
"Thanks."
"Why don't you take a nice warm bath, relax, and I'll make a hot dinner. I already have a cake in the over." She smiled real big, and I appreciated her attempt to cheer me up, so I nodded.
"Kay."
I went into the bathroom, drew a bath, stripped, and sat in the tub, sniffling to myself as more memories plagued my mind. I tried to ignore them, but they were so close in my brain that it hurt to think about. It hurt so badly. It always hurt. Why did it have to hurt?
I knew that what I was doing was stupid. I knew I needed to call Demyx for help, but I was in the bathtub for goodness sake, naked and soaking wet. Those excuses were enough for me as I bit down on one wrist and used the other hand to hold the razor blade that sliced my thigh. I cried through closed eyes as the blood mixed with the bath water, stinging lightly with the soap and tears.
"I'm sorry daddy. Sorry I couldn't find the medicine." I gulped quietly, looking down at my thigh. "I'm sorry Demy." I did my best to clean up the mess, and after Aerith compensated for my sorrow with a delicious and peppy dinner, I fell asleep in my bed, wishing I at least still had that damn teddy bear.
Author's Note: Talk about a heavy chapter. I'm in a really weird mood, which I notice is a trend after working on this story, because its pretty heavy and writing it from Zexion's POV sucks energy out of me lol. Anyway, life in Tokyo is good! Got a guy I was interested in to ask me on a date, but he doesn't speak English so it was a bit challenging, but we still both had a good time and he mentioned going out again sometime in the future, so I have incentive to pay attention in Japanese class lol. I'm really tired cause classes are hard and tests are ridiculous, but I really want to make the most of being here, which is why I haven't been writing much lately. So thank you all for the patience!
SUPER WEIRD REQUEST: SoI have a tattoo (most of you probably didn't know, but yes, I do, no, not new) and it's the words LIVING LEGACY fromFINAL FANTASY Crisis Core/Advent Children, on my ribs, under my heart. The point of me sharing this is: I want to add to it, something final fantasy, zack fair and cloud strife related. I have personal reasons for why I have this tattooed, but that's too personal, which just makes the reason all the more obvious. Anyway, I don't know exactly what I want to put around it, but I'm looking for ideas. Any FF fans out there that have any ideas? Feel free to PM or comment! THANK YOU!
To Killerpanda: Haha glad you liked the penguin! And the lemon too! The phone call was so much fun to write, so again, happy to hear you liked that. Best of luck to Axel and Roxas!
To luckycat222: Lol, who doesn't love a good lemon? I hope mine was decent, believe it or not, I don't like writing lemons. I can write them in public, in class, or alone, but I'm always afraid it'll sound weird or something will be off. Thanks for the support lol
To kindofabadger: Thanks! It means a lot to hear that. Haha, yay, I'm glad it was worth the wait, I'm sure it was for Zexion as well. Haha, oh yeah, Axel would totally be that kind of friend over the phone talking about lube.
To xSonya: Hahaha, yes, who doesn't love Axel, and I'm so happy to hear that you liked the last chapter/lemon. Thank you so much for the review and the support! They both mean a lot!
To T3CHN0 C4T: YAY, thank you! So glad that you liked the lemon ^_^ Abs are hot, Demyx's abs just happen to be the hottest lol. Oh, I'm totally Dem-seme, all the way. I get the same feeling about his age, and with his height, I don't know, he just screams sexy shy yet somehow masculine seme to me. Glad to hear you agree. Poor Axel, interrupting sexy lemons cause Roxas is mad at him *frowns*. Oh no, I hope your illness heals soon, if it hasn't already!
To Jenny-Xenj-Harris: Hahaha, yeah, longest wait for a lemon ever I know lol. Thank you! Glad to hear you liked it.
To ZeltaFrost: Yay for the cuteness, boo for the angry Axel (which is more angry Roxas). No, I'm not sad. Whenever I'm bothered, it never lasts long because I realize nothing is worth the energy of staying upset. There are things that cant be helped, so I don't bother getting sad over those, and for things that can be helped, just got to try to learn from them.
To Red-Travels-The-Furthest: Haha, I like realism, so I'm glad that you caught that, and yes, Axel is too clever for his own good, to embarrass Zexy like that. I am a firm "Demyx seme" believe in this pair, so I went with it cause it just makes sense to me lol. Yeah, the grading system here is so ridiculous. One little particle wrong, and the entire sentence is marked as incorrect. No partial points for anything. Its ok, funny thing is, after my friend told me we couldn't be friends anymore and I was fighting the urge to curl up and fall asleep in daylight, a guy I crushed on when I first came to japan texted, asking me out on a date! It was fun, although challenging because he doesn't speak ANY English, and I only know 3 months worth of Japanese, but still a good ….lemony time . haha, tmi much? Sorry, I find it ironic that the same week I post Zexion's 1st lemon, I have mine . ok way overboard on the TMI, I'm going to move along lol. OhMGee, the same thing happened to me! Except, I got dumped! My ex gf dumped me casue apparently she was never bi to begin with, but wanted to try it out -_- nearly ruined our friendship, took almost a year to recover it to where it is now. But yeah, it still hurts every now and then, what happened. But I'm a 'look the future' type of person, so I try to stay positive and it pays off =) Thanks for the support and love!
To FenrirDarkWolf: Haha, yay for amazingly sexy! Thanks for the review!
To Pretty-Devil-in-Prada: lol, I love the 'and it came' pun, nice one! Hahaha, I feel like I should apologize for making it so long and dirty, but I guess that's the point of a lemon, so, sorry/you're welcome? Lol. Sadly I've been so busy I haven't even been able to work on this story, but don't fret, I will try to work on Get Addicted ASAP! If you want a plot/ outline, you should PM me which will remind me to send it to you lol, sorry for the inconvenience!
To RoxasVentusHikari: Aww, thank you! And you are welcome!
To FromSoraXWithLove: Thanks, glad you liked it! Dawww, you are far too kind! I'm so happy to hear that you liked my lemon, and you seriously are making me blush! Your compliments are undeserved, and I appreciate all of your sweet words and support!
Thank you all for following this long story! I truly appreciate all of the love I've been getting in reviews, PM's, and from the notifications of those following/favoriting.
With love, Living Legacy, Sarabellum