Your Sweet Suicide: Here's chapter four. This took a lot of struggling but after I gave my nephew and niece (who where here for holidays) a stern talking to I got this finished. (I told them that if they didn't shut the hell up and go to bed then Santa wouldn't come and that I'd have to kill them because I didn't get my presents from Santa.) Oh...couple is Riku X Roxas
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, Disney, or Movin' On by Good Charlotte. What I do own is these marshmellows and this can of Whoop Ass my sister gave me.
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Trust
It was dark. He never bothered to turn on the light on his nightstand. It wasn't worth it because he wouldn't be needing it very longer. He reached over, picked up the bottle one last time, and took five more sleeping pills. It wouldn't be much longer until these strange feelings were gone.
The feelings that made him this way were unexplainable. One minute he'd be in a cold sweat thinking about him, the next he'd be in tears wishing for the pain to end. It never stopped, this pain, tearing though his chest like a sword.
He looked out his window as the room began to spin. It was him. He was running up the walk, faster than he normally ran. It seemed like seconds when he arrived in the room.
"Hey." The boy smiled, dropping the bottle of pills in his hand.
"No..." The boy who had come in the room ran to the boy's side and took his hands. "Don't do this. Not now. No...why?"
The boy continued smiling, "You should know. It's obvious, isn't it? The reason I feel this way, the reason I dare my body like this, the reason I trust you with my life. I trust you, even though you leave me for...him." He turned his head to look out the window. The streetlights blurred together from the pills and the tears that were forming in his crystal blue eyes.
"What do you mean? I never left you for anyone. I would never leave my best friend. I don't know what you're talking about... Roxas? ROXAS!" The male took his friend by the shoulders and shook him. "Roxas...say something...anything." He got the phone and called for an ambulance.
He had been put on hold while he waited for the ambulance to arrive. Roxas was mumbling words, they were jumbled together but it relieved him to know he was still there.
'Please hurry.' He prayed silently. As if hearing his prayer the ambulance and a few police cars pulled up in front of the house.
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Riku sat in the room, listening intently to the steady beeping of the machines.
'What in the world was he talking about? I have never left him. And who was he talking about? If what he says is right and I do leave him, who am I leaving him for? I just want to know...'
Roxas' eyes fluttered open and he looked around the room trying to figure out where he was. He saw cords running from his body to dozens of machines on either side of the bed he was lying on.
"What the fu...?" He mumbled, not realizing how raspy his voice was. Riku walked over to the bed and took a hold of the younger boys' hand. "Roxas? How are you feeling?"
"Shitty..."
The silver haired teen laughed at the response. "Well I'd expect so. They had to pump your stomach. Roxas...why...what did you mean? You said 'even though you leave me for him'...how do I leave you and...who for?"
Roxas smiled limply, "When I get out of here...I'll explain it all...I'm glad I could trust you."
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