~~Rox POV~~
It was a twist in events,
Axel was definitely a diamond in the rough, something in me knew, but words didn't do the flame head justice. He was hot tempered, that was obvious, but he was so much deeper than that, the way he looked at me, the way he talked about the things he loved. He had just as much passion as he did anger. I watched his face form as he broke out into a smile, his rebellious tattoos on his cheeks curved and moved like they were dancing. There was something so carefree about the man in font of me that I didn't know how to put my finger on it.
We were in his car, the beaten up hunk of metal that he seemed to cling to like a lifeline, driving with everything in front of us including our future.
All our fears, our worries, our pains were melted away. It was amazing how much a little support could alter lives.
The man Axel had preached about hating, ranted about purposely disappointing, now stood behind his oldest son with support for every aspect of his life and it was a miracle at its finest. When Axel came to the bar was a miracle on its own, drenched in rain, only to pull me close and kiss me, right in front of Riku.
There was nothing more to talk about, Axel and I ran out the door and ran away from all our problems. His father would rather have a happy son than a disappointment, right? There was nothing I wanted to question. It didn't matter how this moment came to be, all that mattered was that it was happening.
"Roxas?"
That wasn't Axel.
We weren't in his car.
My head turned to face the man that had called my name.
Riku didn't speak again, he only raised his eyebrow for a moment before returning to work. He was busy wiping down the bar while I was supposed to be bussing tables, they weren't getting done as quickly as Riku would like, but what did that matter.
Closed morning hours were always the easiest time to clean, but ever since I saw Axel taken away in the ambulance two weeks ago, he was all I could think about. Scenarios ran through my head at the speed of light, I wanted them to be true, I wanted him to walk through that bar door and take me away. Far away.
Riku ignored my troubled attitude since I'm known for having one from time to time. Things really did feel like they had before I met Axel. Riku acted the same as he had, and I was stuck wondering around aimlessly. Life was definitely a lot grayer though...
I began washing another table, my mind dreaming again. All I needed was for Axel to walk through the door and a plethora of words would pour out my mouth, an endless speech of everything I ever wished I had said to him. There was no reason I didn't say them to him in the first place, as the seconds ticked by, as another fantasy played through my mind, I regretted everything I ever did...
The front door opened.
My body shot around.
It was obvious we were closed, it had to be Axel, I needed it to be...
My mouth dropped as I watched the person hesitantly approach the bar, opening her mouth only to quickly lock eyes with me. She stopped and turned to face me.
"Roxas?"
It was Vanille.
I wanted to say something, but nothing came out, a smile slowly formed while I stood in disbelief.
"I came to tell you..."
My heart raced, hanging on to every syllable.
"Axel died..."
My heart stopped.
""He committed suicide while on his way to a psychiatric hospital. I figured you should have something..."
She handed me an obituary clipping, his smiling face glowing on the page, and his car key. A symbol of his carefree self, driving away from all his problems, except one...
She continued talking, but all the words were muffled, I stared at the two memories I had left of Axel, my heart sink further and further to the deepest pits of Hell.
Vanille left before I could pull myself out of my stupor.
Eyes flickered to Riku.
A smile slowly grew on his face...
It was a twist of events...
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The end...
Uploaded: February 23, 2019