Chapter Four:
Door to Darkness
Ever notice that if something horrible is gonna happen, something else saves the day?
Yeah, where's that cliché? Because seriously – I'm currently trying to bite the fuck outta Axel's hand, but he's keeping his big man-hand clamped over my mouth so I can't do shit. Not to mention his other hand is exploring... unwanted... places.
"I wish I didn't have to do this," Axel whispers in my ear, grinning ear to ear like the fucking Joker.
"You don't have to do it!" I scream against his hand, but it's muffled so it sounds more like gibberish. I can see him raising an eyebrow at me in the corner of my eye, so I resume trying to bite the fuck outta his hand. I can barely pull my bottom set of teeth away from the upper ones, and I can feel drool from the attempt streaming down my mouth and into his hand.
"Ew, fuck, man, you're drooling!" Axel snarls, pulling his hand away to wipe it on his jeans. I take this as a blessing and quickly bite the closest body part to me, which happens to be his nose.
"OW! Fuck!" He screams, shoving away from me. I smile in victory and escape into my room, slamming the door shut and locking it. Okay, all I have to do is stay in here until Demyx and the others get back. Or until Axel leaves. I'm sure he has his own dorm, with his own roommates that are probably worried about his well-being.
...That's highly unlikely, but I would think at least one person is wondering where the hell he is.
"Roxas..." I hear that disgusting man coo behind my door. I narrow my eyes at it, not daring to take a step towards it.
"Roooxxyyyyy," He cooes again, knocking softly on my door.
"Fuck off!" I snap. I hear laughter.
"Ooo, someone has a potty mouth,"
"Oh, and you don't?"
"That's right, I don't,"
"You liar, you said 'fuck' not ten seconds ago!"
"No I didn't."
Why am I fighting with a complete and utter drunken idiot? I shake my head at my own stupidity and sit down on my bed, grabbing my earplugs and placing them into my ears. Vad Heter Du by Carmell is playing, and I hum along, pulling the pillow under my head and close my eyes – feet swinging off the end of the bed and feeling content.
I'm not sure when, but somewhere during that time I had blacked out, and I had such a weird dream, that Axel was in this burning building and I was laughing my ass off. But of course, before the fun could continue, I awoken rather violently by a pillow smashing into my face.
"Whaa?" I cry out, feeling the earplugs rip away from my ears and my eyes snap open. Demyx is towering over me, and the sunlight outside is beaming into the room. The bed above mine is empty, I assume, since no weight is being pushed down on it.
"C'mon, Roxas, it's time for classes to start," Demyx says, and just walks out of the room. I blink. What the fuck? Where's Axel? Where's that burning building? Why do classes have to start now?
I sigh and crawl out of bed, fishing around in my dressers for my uniform.
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Jesus, why doesn't anyone tell me these things? Do I look like I know what I'm doing? Of course I don't! I don't know anything! How could they think I do?
"What did you do!" My lab partner whispers to me, eyes widen, already scooting out of his chair.
"How the fuck should I know!" I hiss, doing the same. The substance in the beaker is bubbling like crazy, and I don't know what I did!
"Ew, it smells like crack," He growls, fanning his hand over his nose. I take a whiff and- oh, ew, he's right. And I'm not even sure what crack even smells like, but I have quite the idea that it smells just like this. And I can't even describe what it smells like. It's like both wet dog and dog shit combined, creating an ultra-smell that can kill a person with one whiff.
"What- Mr. Hender!" Mr. Even a.k.a. Vexen the Mexican yells. Yeah, I don't get the nickname either – apparently some kid thought he was a Mexican and things happened and now he's just known as a Mexican, even though he has some kind of crazy scientist kind of voice.
I look up and meet Mr. Even's cold green eyes, making me jump back. Jesus, that guy can kill a person in one look! He stands up and walks over to our table, sticking his face straight on top of the beaker, and BAM! Explosion shoots all over his face, and the whole class erupts with laughter as he looks up. His whole face is all in ashes, and I think his eyebrows burned off. He takes one good look around the classroom, then his eyes fix on me.
Oh shit.
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Well, here I am now. Thankfully, Xigbar got in as much trouble as I did, though he wasn't sent to the principal's office, unlike me. Damn, talk about strict! I make one mistake and whoosh! I somehow end up in front of the Door to Darkness, while Xiggy's probably at lunch, laughing it off with his friends. This isn't fair! It's not my fault Vexen stuck his damn face at the potion! He's always scolding us for doing it, and look what happens! Karma's a bitch, huh, Mr. Even?
"Come in," I hear this dark voice say. I shudder and grip the doorknob. There were legends that once you enter the principal's office, you never return. Hence the name "Door to Darkness". Don't believe me? Aerith Gainsborough – loved by the school. She got in trouble for something – I think it was being tardy – and she was sent to the Door to Darkness. No one ever saw her again.
Shaking the legend out of my head, I twist it open and slowly peek inside. The whole room is dark. I mean, fucking dark! You can't even see your damn shadow!
"Come in, Mr. Hender," I gulp quietly and take a few steps inside, completely forgetting to close the door, and hit my foot on a chair. The chair didn't even move! It's like it's fucking nailed to the ground!
"Sit down," As soon as those words were out of the principal's mouth, bright gold eyes met mine. I almost had a heart-attack just staring, but I manage to regain control of my limbs and I plop down on the chair. If I didn't know any better, I would've sworn there were chains on the chair.
"Mr... Hender. Do you know why you're here?" Those golden eyes kept eying my every move; my every breath. Not like I'm breathing anyway.
"Because I blew up Mr. Even's face?" I say bluntly, almost making myself laugh. If it weren't for that glare, I swear I would've burst into laughter. But instead, I swallow the laughter and keep quiet.
"...That is correct. Now, tell me, Mr. Hender, did you have any idea how dangerous those chemicals are? They could've very well killed your science teacher!" Not like I'm complaining. Jesus, I think it'd be a gift from God if Vexen died. No one likes him anyway – he's just like one of those old grandpa's that yell at kids, "Get off my lawn ya ol' whippershnapper!".
"Well, your honor," I start, and immediately shut my mouth. Oops – I thought I might've been in the judge room. I crack a nervous smile at the principal, but he finds none of this amusing. Instead, he just glares and stands up. I stay still as he walks to my side, and suddenly, I let out a startled cry when I hear the door slam shut. Now I'm in his pitch black office, getting the feeling that Aerith Gainsborough was probably in this same position, about to scream, and then the principal slits her throat, just like Sweeney Todd!
Okay, I might need to lay off the horror movies, but still, man, this is fucked up!
"Call me Principal Xemnas," He whispers in my ear. I shudder violently, and I could almost hear him smirk. God, please don't kill me. Please don't kill me. Please don't... oh thank you Lord!
Principal Xemnas glares at the phone on his desk, beeping loudly for a response. I feel myself instantly relax when I feel him step away from me and circle around his desk like a lion about to attack. He finally picks up the receiver.
"What?" He snaps into the phone. Jeez, isn't he such a pleasant man to talk to?
"... I'm busy!" I watch with amusement as his face twists into disgust, "You're kidding... send him to my office!" The phone slams onto the desk, scaring the fuck outta me for the second time today. We both stay quiet, and after ten minutes of silence, I open my mouth to speak, but before I can utter one single sound, knock knock knock knock knock knock-
"Enter!" Principal Xemnas practically shouts. Jeez, I don't blame him. That kid must be a fucking annoying- holy fuck it's Axel.
"Heya, Xemmy," The annoying asshole says, strolling up into the room. I jerk around in my chair and both of our eyes meet. The smirk that had been placed on his face grows wider.
"Sit down, Mr. Simons." Principal Xemnas snarls. In the seat next to me, I feel Axel plop down next to me, and I can almost hear that stupid smirk on his face.
"Do you mind explaining why you were called to my office again... for the third time today?" Jesus, third time? How did he survive the first two times!
"Is it really my fault Seifer and those bastards are all like, 'Fuck you!' ?"
"Yes, it is, Mr. Simons. And it would be appreciated if you would cease from using those foul words in my office."
"It would be appreciated if you'd share a little light on the room," The moment Axel says that, I can almost hear the desk break in two. Oh fuck, Axel's gonna get us both killed. Shut the fuck up, you stupid redheaded bastard! Shut up!
I feel Principal Xemnas's cold stare turn to me, and my eyes immediately fix onto his.
"As you can see," He grits through his teeth, "I am quite busy at the moment, Mr. Hender. Do not let me catch you in my office again. Understood?"
Before I can nod, I hear Axel scoff loudly.
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Simons?"
"Why yes, there is, Mr. Xemnas," Axel grumbles, "You give me detention, almost expelling me, just because I get into a fight, and for whatever reason Roxy's in here," Damn it, don't use my nickname! "you just let him go! That ain't fair, Xemmy. Now, here's what I think you should do – a week in detention," My eyes widen. What!
Principal Xemnas must be weighing his pros and cons, eying both of us, before letting one of his shoulders fall up and down. "You have a point, Mr. Simons. Mr. Hender, a week in detention, in Mr. Valentine's classroom. Starting today. Now get out of my sight." I can barely feel my legs. That... that fucking asshole! Axel just had to open his big, fat, stupid mouth, didn't he! I shoot a look at Axel, hoping my eyes are like lasers and are killing the fuck outta him, but I'm only met with lustful eyes and a smirk to match.
Wow, ain't that a chapter? Meh, I feel proud for some reason. :D Yeah, well... yeah. Poor Roxy - dealing with Axel's stupidity. Or sexual/raping needs. Oh well.
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