Roxas' pov
I kicked Sora's door as I walked past to go down stairs. There was a thump, and I knew he had fallen off the bed.
My eyes felt heavy. After what Axel had said yesterday I had gotten almost no sleep. Was it so wrong to want to protect my brother. I mean sure I had told Cloud, Riku, Kiari, and Namine, but that wasn't the same.
Sora walked out of his room, and when he saw me what he said was not very encuroging. "ROXAS WHAT HAPPENED? YOU LOOK TERIBLE!"
"Gee thanks." I muttered.
His eyes widened. "I didn't mean it like that. Just that you look really tired." He tryed to amende what he said.
I just shruged in responce. I knew what he meant. I poured some cerial when I got down stairs.
"Roxas are you ok." Sora asked. I gave a sharp nod. I fliped on the TV as I ate. Then just randomly I blurted out the most stupid thing I ever could have said. "You do know that I care about you right?" I wanted to face palm because of the quiver in my voice. Stupid Axel.
Sora looked taken aback. Then understanding set in. "What did Axel say to you."
"Nothing. You do know right?" I wanted to get out of there. Fast.
"Yeah. I mean -." I walked out as soon as I found out that he did know.
When came back down stairs Sora was already gone, and Axel was there. I glared. He grined. What was wrong with this guy.
"Hey Roxy." He was spinning my wrist band around on one finger. The screwed up checkered ranbow one, because Sora still had to use my normal one.
"Give me that." I growled crossing my arms over my chest. Not very scary when he is so much taller than me.
"Give me my car keys." He countered. I walked back upstairs, and he followed me. I slamed my door in his face. "well then." I heard him mutter. I rolled my eyes, and looked around for his keys. I knew they were somewhere around here. Just were did I put them. . . oh there they were. I grabed them off my night stand, and walked back out.
"Now give me my wristband." I said holding the keys tightly incase he tryed to take them from me and keep the wristband as some kind of joke.
"Why do you even want this piece of junk?" He asked raising an eyebrow holding it out. I had just noticed the black eye he had.
"I just do." I said giving him the keys, and taking the wrist band.
As I was putting it on though his eyes widened, and he grabed my arm. I groaned knowing what was coming. And come it did. "ROXAS WHAT IS THIS?" He yelled stairing at my wrist. Or more likely the marks on them. This was the secant time this morning I had been yelled at, and it was just to early for this.
"My wrist." I said in a blank voice. Had he never seen someone with cut marks on there wrist? He was like 17 right?
"No Sh*t Sherlock!" He exlaimed. He was still holding my wrist. "I meant on your wrist." He clairified.
"Oh well those would be cut marks." I said in a board tone.
"How can you sound so board and uncaring? This is a real problem!" Axel was clearly upset.
"I sound board and uncaring, becuase I am. And no it really isn't, becuase you see those? They are scars. Meaning healed. They are old Axel. Like a year old." I explained. What else was I suposed to do. If I didn't explain it to him he would find some way to get me into terapy. I wasn't lying though. They really were like a year old. I wore the wrist band to cover them. Well with my black and white one I also wore it becuase it looked cool.
"Why would you do that to yourself?" Yeah I wasn't expecting him to back off.
"You see I would tell you, but I don't like you. At all. Now come on we have school." I yanked my wrist out of his hand, and walked past him.
"Is this why you hardly talk to Sora." He asked.
"No." I didn't tell Sora about them, but they were not why.