AN: A lot of swearing in this and it's sad so read at your own risk.

"You're such a fucking dick!"
Roxas stormed into the house he and Axel shared and slammed the door in his boyfriend's face. Axel opened the front door and growled as a head of blond hair disappeared into the living room.
"What the hell did I even do?!"
"Oh don't play dumb with me! You know what you did!"

Axel stood in the living room doorway and stared at the pissed off blond sat on the couch. Roxas had been fine up until they arrived at Larxene's house. Thinking back, Axel tried to pinpoint exactly where he had gone wrong or when Roxas started acting funny.
"This isn't about me calling Zexion "sweetheart", is it?"
"I noticed the way you were looking at him."
"You have got to be fucking kidding me."

Roxas turned and glared at Axel.
"Kidding you? No, asshole, I'm not. You were all over him! You called him sweetheart and laughed at his jokes!"
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Axel shook his head and turned, walking towards their bedroom.
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
Stopping and turning back around, Axel looked at Roxas and shook his head.
"I'm so tired of you starting fights over this shit. I've told you countless times that I don't want anyone but you and yet you still throw a fit whenever I'm fucking nice to someone! News flash, babe, your jokes aren't the only funny ones out there! I'm allowed to laugh at whatever the fuck I want."

Axel knew his reaction to this was the wrong one. Roxas was a jealous person, Axel knew that at the very beginning, but it had escalated to a ridiculous point and Axel was tired of being accused of cheating and wanting to cheat. He was tired of reassuring Roxas that he was the only one for him when not even 24 hours later he'd be a dick and a cheating bastard. Axel was tired of being the bad guy.

"You were leaning against him."
Axel shook his head and stared in disbelief at Roxas. What he said was true, Axel was leaning against Zexion ... But he was also leaning against Roxas since they were sat on a love seat, and Axel was squished in the middle.
"You seriously don't trust me at all, do you? Five years and you're still like this."
"It's not that I don't trust you, Axel, it's-"
"It's what? You didn't mention a thing Zexion did because he didn't do anything! It's all the stuff I did that made you think that I had an interest in him!"
Axel took a shaky breath in and bit his tongue.

Looking at the ground, Axel decided that enough was enough.
"I need a break."
"From what?"
"Us."
"Right, sure, run away. Like always."
"What the fuck does that mean?"
"Oh, I don't know? You always leave when we're fighting and you're still out of college. You run when things get too hard."
Roxas regretted the words as soon as they left his lips. Axel's face changed from angry to offened to hurt in less than five seconds.
"I'm not sure you're aware of this, Roxas, but I leave when we're fighting so it won't escalate. See what the fuck is happening right now. ...And I left college because I woke up every day with a panic attack and the doctors told me that if I don't take a break I'd be at risk."

Roxas winced and shook his head. Things had indeed escalated, so what was the point of holding back?
"Excuses, excuses. What's your excuse for not goi-"
"Don't. Don't you dare finish that fucking sentence, Roxas."
"Why. Aren't. You. In. College. Now."
Roxas felt his heart sink as he said the last word. He knew why Axel wasn't in college and he knew that the question would hurt him more than anything else in the world. Roxas was playing dirty, and he felt dirty too.

Axel shook his head, unable to answer Roxas' question.
"Huh? Another excuse, right babe?"
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Roxas looked into Axel's eyes and forced a smile onto his face. He needed to break Axel. Their relationship wasn't healthy anymore. It needed to be done. For good. Pouting and laughing, Roxas shook his head and rolled his eyes.
"You can't finish college and get a good job because of what? Your panic attacks? Doctor's orders?"

Axel blinked and felt the tears fall from his eyes. He didn't know what Roxas was doing or why he was doing it, but he felt small and pathetic, even though he knew he shouldn't.
"You ... because ..."
Axel swallowed and tried to get himself under control. He didn't understand how Roxas could stand there smiling and rolling his eyes when he knew the answer ... he knew the fucking answer and he was still shoving it in his face.

"I can't hear you."
"Scared."
"Scared? Because of what, Axel?"
Axel shut his eyes and pushed away the images of the men who had jumped him the first day he returned to class, his right arm tingling where they had broken it.
"You know what, Roxas. Just stop it."
"That happened along time ago, Axel, you should ... get over it."
This was all Roxas had. He didn't know what he would do if this didn't break them up.

Axel caught the pause before Roxas told him to "get over" what had happened to him and realized his plan. Shaking his head and wiping the tears away, Axel leaned against the wall and took a shaky breath.
"If you wanted to break up you should have said so. There was no reason for you fucking do this to me."
Pushing himself off of the wall, Axel walked down the hallway and grabbed his coat. Leaving his keys in the bowl, Axel walked out the door.

Rushing to the door and placing his hand on the knob, Roxas stopped and shook his head. This was for the best. Turning and heading back into the living room, Roxas stopped midway when he heard a loud thud and the sound of tires screeching. Feeling his heart beat speed up and his blood run cold, Roxas looked up to the ceiling.
"Please don't let that be Axel."

Rushing back down the hallway and to the door, Roxas threw the door opened and ran out onto the sidewalk. Looking up the street, Roxas could see three cars all stopped in the middle the road and a crowd gathering around something. Looking at the red car, Roxas noticed the window shield had been smashed.

He couldn't feel his legs, but he was walking towards the accident. Scanning the heads in the crowd, Roxas felt his body tense up as he noticed the familiar red hair was nowhere to be seen. Looking straight ahead, Roxas squeezed through the crowd and looked down at what had been hit.

"Axel!"
Axel glanced at the voice, but didn't understand what it was saying. Seeing a blurry figure kneel down in front of him, he blinked and tried to clear the image.
"Roxas?"
He heard the sirens, but felt himself being pulled into the darkness. The voice kept repeating bubbled words, but Axel couldn't understand them. Axel felt the darkness pull him further in and he happily accepted it, but before he was fully consumed the bubbled words broke and he heard the voice loud and clear.
"Please don't die! I'm sorry! I love you!"

"Axel!"
Roxas took his boyfriend's bloody hand into his own and looked up at the ambulance arriving. Biting his lip, he watched as the EMTs worked on Axel, not sure what they were doing, but hoping it was helping.
"Are you his partner?"
Looking up at the EMT, Roxas nodded and felt fresh tears pool in his eyes.
"Are you coming to the hospital with us?"
"Is he going to ...?"
Roxas bit his lip and looked at Axel, who was currently being loaded into the ambulnce.

"I can't say for certain because we don't know."
Feeling his heart slowly break, Roxas nodded and climbed into the back of the ambulance. Taking his boyfriend's hand into his own again, Roxas shut his eyes and prayed to anyone that would listen.
"Please don't take him away from me."