Crying for you one last time
She had decided that she would have to move on. She wouldn't fall for guys' stupid trick again. Never again. No guy ever took any girl seriously. It was all just a game on who could get to the top, who could get the best, and who could get the most.
She didn't need Roxas. She didn't need his laugh, his smell, his insane amount of cursing. She didn't need his constant smell of cigarettes and Axe that she had learned to love. She didn't need the sound of his skateboard rolling against the blacktop or the feel of his lips as he roughly kissed her. She didn't need the feel of his hands rubbing circles across her skin, his whine whenever she beat him at something. She didn't need him to hold her when she was feeling down or brush away her tears. She didn't need him.
She never needed him.
She looked over at her cell phone, quickly pressing the busy button before it could ring again.
Sora had been calling. Whenever he called a picture of her, Roxas, Sora, and Sora's girlfriend Aerith appeared. They'd all gone to a movie on a 'double date'; much to Roxas' dismay, they'd forced him to watch 'Enchanted'.
It was one of the happiest days of her life.
She counted eight times of Sora calling before she decided to pick up the phone.
"I can't talk right now," Naminé said sweetly, trying her best to catch her breath so that she didn't sound like she'd been crying for the past few hours.
"Naminé…"
"You don't need to vouch for your brother, Sora. No matter what you say, I'm not going to take him back. I'm done with all…"
"Naminé, I think he's dead."
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