AXEL
CHAPTER 16
Where do I stand now?
Kissing Roxas was like kissing the sun itself. It was hot and fiery. He tasted of sea salt ice cream and something more. I didn't want to stop kissing him but we had to if we ever wanted to leave. I watched as he walked away quickly. I couldn't tell if it was to get away from me or to get back to me sooner. I hoped it was the second one. I don't think I could go back to just flirting with him. I needed his touch. He drove me insane with his touch but at the same time his touch keeps me sane.
When he came back dressed in his outfit from the party I couldn't help but smile at him and meat him half way. As soon as I was in reach I grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door to my car.
"So ready to go back to the party?" I say as calmly as I could manage. He nodded but wouldn't look at me. "Roxas why did you kiss me back there?" As soon as I said it I wished I had taken it back. I really didn't want to know the answer if it was bad.
"I couldn't stop myself from doing it I'm sorry. I don't blame you I am no better than a whore." I placed my hand on his face and turned it toward me. Tears were slowly sliding down his face. I leaned forward and kissed him. This time was slow and gently more to calm him than anything else.
"Roxas you are not anything like that. All I want to know is why do you have this job?"
Roxas told me the whole story about his mother's money and I couldn't help but glance at him every once in a while, how could he act as if how he feelings means nothing? It hurt me to know that he puts his needs at the bottom of the list.
"Roxas you are quitting that job. And if you don't quit I will just have to get you fired. You don't need to do this. Your mom loves you and she wouldn't give you the money if she couldn't afford it. And you can depend on Sora and Cloud too you know they care about you a lot. And you can depend on me."
Roxas looked at me in shock. I just smiled at him and grabbed his hand. He didn't pull away but he didn't do anything else either. He was sending mixed messages; I didn't know where I stood at this point. Was I a friend, or something more?