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A/N: God, I feel like im repeating myself sometimes! -gag- if I do, feel free to shoot me, please! I dunno how far I can take this story. I feel like im just dragging on, but its necessary for the plot, which is coming hopefully in this chapter. On a completely different note, to all you perverts out there (like me) there is lemon/lime coming, maybe this chapter (?) So never fear! This is a longer chapter so you guys can stop yelling at me for writing such short chapters! It started out as 3 different chapters, but I condensed it after I went on today and saw how short my chapters really are! -gasp- didn't realize they were THAT short! Well here we go, ill stop rambling!

Roxas felt his arm being shaken. Throwing the offending hand off his arm, he tried to turn over onto his side. His hip met hard plastic and his arm met a warm body. Slowly opening his eyes, Roxas looked around to find his head in Axel's lap, his eyes meeting the emerald ones floating somewhere in the direction of up.

"Hnn.." Roxas murmured, turning his face into Axel's stomach, intending to go back to sleep.

"Roxas, wake up. The doctor's gonna be out in a few minutes. Than we can go see your mom."

All of a sudden, everything came rushing back to Roxas. The whipped cream, the phone call, the car ride, the hospital, this bench, his mom. His mom! His mom was in an accident. Roxas sat up sharply, the blood rushing painfully to his head. Swinging his legs to the floor, he tried to focus on Axel's face. As he stood up, a young woman in a crisp white lab coat strode through the double doors. She strode over to Roxas and held out her hand.

"Hello. My name is Dr. Stephens. I assume you are Roxas Erikson?"

"Y-yes." He managed to stammer out.

"Well im sorry to inform you that your mothers condition is currently unstable. We are doing all we can for her, but were just not sure. Im afraid you cannot see her at this point in time."

"So whats going on with her condition?" Axel questioned, calm as could be.

"Well she has a multitude of internal damage and some internal bleeding. Both her arms and legs are broken and..." The doctors voice slowly faced from Roxas' train of thought.

I did it. Its my fault she's dying. If I had just stayed home, if we had just worked this out, none of this would have happened. Its my fault. All my fault. Why did I cause her such pain? If I hadn't been so selfish, this would never have happened. Its all my fault...

He glanced over to make sure the doctor an Axel were still preoccupied with each other. Making sure they were, he gravitated towards the double doors he knew concealed his mother. Slipping between them, he looked for his mothers name on the chart hanging on the wall. He found her room number. 341. Walking quickly near the end of the hall, he found the right room and pushed open the door. Letting it swing shut behind him, he stared at the figure in the bed. Both arms wrapped in casts and a large bandage wrapped around her usually perfectly styled hair. She was attached to more monitors than Roxas could count. There were beeps and hums coming from every direction. Tiptoeing carefully over to the side of the bed, Roxas looked down at his mother. Looking at the small night-stand next to her bed, he saw her purse with random articles strewn around. Lying in the center was a carefully folded piece of paper. Roxas picked it up and examined it closely. He slowly unfolded it and read the articulately printed words on the white lined paper.

Dear Roxas,

Im sorry for everything I put you through and the way I judged you. If your father could see you, he would be so proud. Im leaving this on your doorstep because im a coward. I cannot face you with all my shame and I hope you one day can forgive me. Please accept this note as an apology and know you always have a home here. I really am sorry. Forgive me?

Love Forever,

Mom

A tear slid down Roxas' face as he refolded the note. Slipping it into his back pocket, he leaned over and lightly kissed his mothers bruised cheek.

"I love you mom. I forgive you. Just promise you'll get better. For me. I know you want to be with dad, but I need you more. Im only 17, I need you."

He turned away, about to leave the room when he heard a high pitched squealing coming from one of the machines. The one Roxas recognized as a heart monitor was emitting the noise. The thin green line was flat, indicating what he knew to be the stopping of his mother heart. A team of medical professionals soon ran past him to try to revive his mother. Axel and the doctor came rushing in also. Axel went to Roxas, shielding him from the scene that was unfolding.

The doctors attached flat paper strips to Roxas' mothers chest and sent electric shocks coursing through her. Roxas bucked as a sop escaped his mouth. They did it again and he bucked against Axel. Axel held him tighter and tried to press Roxas' face to his chest. They repeated the shocks a third time to no avail.

"Im sorry. She's gone." Dr. Stephens looked at Roxas with pity.

Roxas flung himself against Axel's chest and buried his face into the red-head's neck.

xxxx

Axel turned Roxas' body slightly so he could get his arm under the small blondes knees. Picking him up slowly, he looked over at the doctor.

"Im just gonna take him out. I'll fill out the papers and leave them there. Than we'll be leaving." He gave her a look that dared her to disagree.

Carrying Roxas back out into the waiting room, he set him back down on the couch. He strode over to the receptionists desk and filled out the proper forms. Five minutes later, he turned back to the couch. It was empty! He ran to the couch and noticed a small note sitting on the seat.

In the car was all it read.

Axel strode to the elevators and pushed the down button. It was gonna be a long next couple of days.

xxxx

Axel found Roxas curled up in the back seat of the car, his back facing outwards. Axel slid into the front seat and started the car.

"Do you wanna go back to my house, or yours?" Axel asked, looking over his shoulder at the small blonde in his back seat. No response. Axel heaved a sigh and backed out of the parking lot.

Turning left, he headed down Main Street towards Roxas' house. After about fifteen minutes of silent driving, Axel pulled to a stop in front of Roxas' house.

"Were here." he said to the unmoving lump still curled in his car.

Roxas slowly unfolded himself and opened the car door. He strode up the front path and opened the unlocked door. Obviously his mother hadn't been planning on being gone long. He shut the door behind him and locked it, effectively shutting out Axel and the rest of the world.

xxxx

After shutting all the window shades and turning off all the lights, Roxas wandered towards the kitchen. Reaching into the back of the bottom cabinet, he pulled out a bottle each of tequilaandwhiskey. This should do the trick. Roxas thought to himself. I just wanna forget about today. Today never happened. It was all just a figment of my imagination and when im done drinking myself into oblivion, it will have never happened. It used to work for mom when dad died, it should work for me too, right?

Roxas opened the bottle of whiskey and took a big swig. Tearing the bottle away from his lips, he choked on the drink as the burning liquid made its way to his stomach. This was gonna be a long night.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews guys. Can we have five more please?!?! Thank you Leod for reading, I LOVER JOO!!!!! hee hee. Leod is my BFF guys, sry.. I cant post until sometime next week so I hope this gets you your fix! Love you all and thanks for reading!

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