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Chapter 8

So this was solitary. Four padded walls on a soft shag like carpet, and one single bed. This sucked so much. I was definitely going crazy, and what made it worse since there was nothing to do all I could do was think and worry and think. I kept replaying her evil words in my mind.

"If your father could see you now."

I hate her.

"Okay...Sora."

How dare she?

I was pass that, I had moved on. She of all people should know that, I do give her credit for not telling on me. She even helped me but now...well now I knew she couldn't be trusted. I leaned my head forward on the soft wall. That was probably the nicest thing about this room the fact that every square inch was so damn comfy. I sighed and flipped on to my back, laughing to myself. I was laughing about how she looked like flopping fish as I slammed the stapler into her chest. Every cell in my body hoped at least one of those staples went straight to her black heart.

I twisted finding another position. Lying face first.

There was nothing to do. God, it was torture. And now once I got out of here I would once again be taken back to stage 1. No privileges, being escorted everywhere, not being allowed to go outside.

Dammit.

After all of this she needed to be dead. Cold in her motherfucking grave. I tell you staplers should be more sturdy, all office staplers should have the strength like a stapler gun.

Oh, that would be nice.

I squinted and sighed.

That sounded awfully morbid and just the slightest bit violent. Solitary makes people crazier then they already were because you have nothing else to do but sit and dwell on the deepest parts of your mind. And just as I was thinking of all the things deeps in my brain I remembered something.

Axel was here somewhere in this section of the hospital.

I smiled to myself. Why I don't know, but I did. A while ago I had started missing him, missing him more than I should and I had this overwhelming urge to find out just how close he was to me. Because I knew he was here somewhere. And for some reason I knew I needed to see him.

Ridiculous right?

Then what part of this situation wasn't ridiculous? I sat up and crawled onto the small bed staring up at the ceiling. Between the fluorescent light and all the white this place was blindingly bright. I just stared my eyes shifting in and out of focus. When the steel door creaked open.

"Roxas." called a voice.

I didn't move because it sounded distant...yet familiar.

"Roxas. Rox."

I tossed and sat up sightly looking at a strange figure that blurred in front of me.

I squinted as they became clearer "Roxas."

"Yes." I answered my voice sounding foreign.

"Get up."

"What?"

"You can't stay here...get up."

It was like I couldn't understand what he was saying. What the fuck was going on? I was fine just a moment ago.

Then I sat straight up with my clothes stuck to me with sweat looking around wildly.

Fuck. I had been dreaming. Scary shit man.

I looked down at the cold tile floor.

Maybe it was the pills giving me these weirdo dreams.

Resting my head into my hand I let out a long sigh. The door creaked again catching my attention, I was very sure I was awake this time.

"You're up." said the attendee with a saint southern accent.

I just stared on blankly.

"Me and you have to go for a walk.." she said pushing back her blond hair.

"Because?"

"You're a danger to yourself sitting in here all alone just... thinking."

I scoffed, she had that right. "What? I don't get any sugar coating... politically correct. Nothing?"

She smiled, "I've read your charts. You shoot that down faster then a one-winged bird."

"Fine... where too." I said standing.

This room was annoying me anyway.

"Just up and down the corridors a few times. 'Kay hon?"

I furrowed my eyebrows.

Did she seriously just call me hon?

I shrugged off the thought and nodded in agreeance.

She opened up the door leading me out into the hallway, I looked around to see identical steel doors lining the hallways. She peered down to the other end looking nervous. She was up to something and was incredibly bad at hiding it.

"What or who are you looking for."

"No one sweetie." she answered plastering on a fake smile.

"You're talking to a habitual liar or did you miss that part on my chart?"

She laughed lightly, "Just... walk this way." she said inching towards the corner.

I heard the sound of keys jingling lightly and she stopped. "As a matter of fact, lets just stay here."

Now I was scared. What the fuck was going on here?

I watched closely as a male attendee rounded the corner, he held up his hand behind him as if he were signaling somebody to stop.

"Is he with you Jackie?"

The dark haired attendee nodded. I looked at her but she didn't look back though I could tell she felt my eyes burning into the side of her face.

The man turned behind him. "You've got 30 minutes. I owe you nothing else, me and her will be over there just out of ear shot. Don't do anything stupid."

He looked at Jackie as the two of them walked around the corner of the dim lit hallway, I looked over as a tall silhouette appeared from the shadows. My eyes widened and I forced back a smile as I saw Axel appear in front of me. Was I still having medicated induced dreams? Who the hell even cared at this point. But then the logical portion of my brain kicked in. If were in solitary how the hell would Axel be here? Who were those attendees? Why aren't we caught for being in the hallways?

Yup. Definitely a medicated dream, I guess I would be waking up soon.

"Where's the enthusiasm? Didn't ya miss me Roxy."

I looked down biting my lip as he inched closer. This felt pretty damn real for a dream. I wish they would take me off these fucking pills.

"You're not even gonna speak I want through hell to see ya blondie."

I smiled.

"Hi Axel." I said sitting on the floor.

He raised an eyebrow inquisitively as he did the same.

"Why the floor?"

"Why not." I answered pushing my hair back.

He laughed, "You always were such a smart ass."

"So are you gonna tell me what hell you went through to see me?"

If it was a dream I might as well go along with it.

He averted his eyes as a slight smirk spread over his face.

"I'm blackmailing those two." He said tilting his head in the direction of the attendees.

"Typical. So how'd you know I was in here."

"Staff talks too loud. Apparently it was quite the scene. Sorry I missed it."

I rolled my eyes, "Yup. It was a blood bath."

He smiled and it showed in those eyes, he leaned forward placing his hand on my mine. And how I prayed to every deity this was real.

"I really did miss you Roxy."

And then my logic kicked back in.

"Ax you don't even know me." I said pulling my hand back and I saw they tiniest bit of pain on his face.

"True. So tell me. Who is Roxas?" he said with a smile.

"Roxas is..." I looked above me, "nobody important." I finished bringing my eyes back down to meet his.

"Well that's your opinion." he said inching closer.

"I'm always right."

"I think you're amazing."

"No you don't."

"See. You're not always right."

Damn. He's good.

"You knew I was gonna say that."

"Maybe."

We sat in a comfortable silence staring at each other.

"I get to leave in 2 more days. Well back to general population at least. What about you?"

I shrugged, "No fucking clue."

We talked for what felt like forever about what seemed like absolutely nothing. Finally he broke our nonsense conversation by saying.

"I wonder will they still leave us in the same room."

I hadn't even thought of that.

"Probabilmente credono che io sia un cattivo esempio..." he mumbled.

"Care to translate."

"Hanno probalimente ragione."

"...Or don't."

"Sorry Rox... I rant in Italian."

"I've noticed."

We fell into a another silence.

"Look we're gonna have to go soon."

I pushed my hair back out of my face, my bangs had grown until they covered my eyes.

"I know."

"You know Roxas, just cause I don't know you doesn't mean I don't think you're amazing."

"... Well you shouldn't."

I lifted my eyes to find Axel closer than before.

"I don't like being told what to do."

"Fine... I won't say anything. Can't stop me from thinking it though."

"Unless you were thinking about something else."

I scoffed, "Like what."

"My lips on yours." He said leaning forward to kiss me.

He had given me plenty of time to move if I had chose to do so, but I didn't.

This was by far the stupidest thing I had ever done in my fucking life. Like seriously? Mental institute romance?

My point exactly.

But I didn't have these rational thoughts until he pulled his mouth from mine leaving me half lidded and gasping like a fish out of water.

He stood up and reached his hand down to mine, linking my hand into his I was elevated off the floor.

"I think we gotta go." he said

"Yeah." I answered

He bent down and kissed me on the forehead. "Mi mancherai."

I laughed, "I wished you would speak English."

"I already told you." He said baking away, "Your confused face is sexy."

I smirked as the two attendees re-appeared grabbing him by the arms.

"Were even right?" mumbled the man.

"Maybe." said Axel looking back at me with a wink.

Jackie let go of Axel and made her way over to me to escort me to the room silently.

"Well I don't know what he has on you but thanks for the visit."

She narrowed her eyes at me and slammed the door shut behind her. I leaned my head forward resting it on the wall and then the realization sat in.

Oh my god. I just kissed Axel.

A/N: yeahh so I kindaish liked this chapter. idk. Whatever...so the poll on my story for this story is currently a tie between 2 things so I need more votes so I can pick and do the next chapter while I still have time. Also today is my one year anniversary on this site. *cheers* One year and hopefully more to come 3

Translations:

Probabilmente credono che io sia un cattivo esempio- They probably think I'm a bad influence on you

Hanno probalimente ragione- They're probably right

Mi mancherai.-I'm gonna miss you

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