I sat in my dorm bathroom; Axel was out at some party. He'd invited me, but I'd turned him down. He seemed a bit disappointed but...

I didn't want to wait any longer.

I couldn't.

Shaking, I click the recorder on. I move back to the sink and sit down, my legs won't support me. "Hi...everyone. If you find this, that probably means I'm...dead," My voice cracks harshly. Taking a deep breath, I continue in a pained voice. "I'm sorry...for all the trouble I caused you. Axel, we've known each other for two years. I lo-...and I know-...I'll miss you so much. Y-You've been...great t-to...me. Mom and dad, you can move on with Sora…..he's always been the better child. I've always dragged you down with bad grades and...issues."

I pause, tears are splashing down my face. My whole body heaves with sobs as I remember what had happened. In first grade, I'd stabbed classmate with knife that I'd hidden in my backpack. The classmate got a huge slice down his forearm. I later learned that I was Schizophrenic. I had to take medicine each and everyday more than once a day so that it didn't affect or help me. "I-I hope y-y-y…..you don't…..m-mourn me….t-too much! G-…Good-bye," I choke out.

I set the recorder down, unaware that I've left it on. I pick up the heavy steak knife, more like a mini machete, and hold it to my throat. Not that way. A voice whispers in my mind. Windows have more than one use.

I lower the knife. Maybe having a shitty dorm on the top floor was good. I unconsciously pick up the recorder and move to the large windows. I throw them open and breath in the night air. "This is it." I say to no one, gripping the sill so that I wouldn't fall over, I'm shaking so hard.

I clamber up and hold one of the open window panes. Still gripping the steak knife, I slide it onto my wrist and pull up. Slowly. Letting the blood drip onto anyone who was out there. It was raining, thankfully. Taking the knife into the other hand, I do the same to the opposite wrist. My vision grows hazy and I feel myself swaying. "Heh," I mutter, still not knowing the recorder was on, should have paid more attention.

In my minds eye, I watch as memories of my life fly down and began to create wings on my back. Large glass wings of every moment of my life. I watched as the moment when Sora had won an award as school, while I was told to leave the convocation for something I didn't do. In my mind, I reach up and snatched that memory out of the air.

I crushed it into dust with my fingers, then released the fragments and watch them float away.

Mustering the last strength I could before my legs gave way, I lean forward. My wings begin to flap and I feel myself beginning to fly upwards. My feet slip from the wet sill. Looking up, I see the moon through a patch in the sky. Everything felt like slow motion. I'm sorry… I thought, extending a hand upwards towards it. I'm so sorry…..that I existed.

I give a loud gasp and everything was in reality again.

I fell.

My wings shatter and faded away.

I heard people yelling.

One voice I could make out through the rush.

"Roxas!"

...Axel?

Feel my back hit the pavement.

Followed by my head.

A brief flash of pain shooting through my body.

Pure Agony!

Then...

I scream.