Chapter 4: Recovery from a broken heart.
Disclaimer: Hmmm there are no YAOI movies featuring my lovelies flooding the interweb nor has the KH people suddenly gone missing (into my bedroom *eyebrow waggle*) so in conclusion nope they aren't mine.
When I woke up the next day I felt completely burnt out. My eyes were dry now but they still ached, my whole body ached. It felt like it had been hit full force by a oncoming truck, and the driver had decided to be an ass and go into reverse just to run me down again….on that note the driver would most likely be Sora. I groaned and sat up, my head was pounding and as I stood up, I ended up just falling right back into my cocoon of blankets. Mustering the will power to try and get up again I laboriously made my way to the doorframe. From there I shambled down stairs to my kitchen and got myself a jumbo sized cup of coffee (half a pot sized). Once that mission was accomplished I walked back to my room…and back into the sweet mass of blankets, coffee still in hand. About halfway through my cup I fell back asleep and had fitful dreams till I eventually woke up again.
11:30 am damn….I wondered how early it was when I first woke up because that felt like a lifetime and a half ago.ShitI had school today….oh well fuck school this was my time, time for me to lay in bed and have some time to think everything over. I laid in bed for hours after that alternating from crying, reading, staring into space, and blasting my music till my ear drums shook. I only got out of bed for coffee, my sweet luxurious coffee that can keep me running for days when I don't eat.
Groaning I dragged my lazy ass out of bed once more to make another trip to the kitchen. By now I was seriously considering to just move the whole thing into my bedroom so I would never have to leave my room again. I decided it was time to get a clean glass; I grabbed a normal sized cup from the top shelf and was just about to grab the pot when I heard a SLAM from the living room.
"Well look who we have here," Sora's voice drifted into the kitchen as he put his bag down.
He then walked into the doorway so he actually see me. When I didn't say anything he pushed himself off the doorframe and walked up to me; wrapping one arm around my waist pulling me into him while the other grabbed my chin. Before I had time to take a breath he placed his lips on mine pressing down hard, running his tongue over the corners of my lips, letting out a soft laugh when I didn't move he pulled away his eyes gleaming at me. I forced myself to stay still because I knew if I dared to move at all it would result in a very, very bad situation for Sora.
"tsk, tsk, You don't look to good Roxie, I mean your hair is all knotted, oh and you have bags under your eyes, and I mean look at you face it's all flushed from even the simplest contact from me." Leaning forward until his lips were right next to my ear. His next words ghosting over my ears making me shiver; "Is it because you know that after Riku dumped you, we spent all night fucking in the park till' the sun came up and our poor exhausted, sweat and semen bodies just couldn't take it anymore?" letting the last words fall on my ears he pulled back laughing while he placed a quick kiss on my forehead. "Awww, poor little Roxie looks mad."
At that comment I just blew, at that moment he just pushed me too far and I couldn't hold still anymore, I couldn't continue to stand there and let Sora mock me about what he and Riku had done in my absence. Letting out a roar I head butted Sora in the face to knock him away from me.
SMASH
Sadly the smashing noise wasn't Sora's nose but the coffee cup I had been holding, it now lay in a surprisingly large amount of shattered pieces on the floor.
"You…..little….bitch" Sora snarled at me before he sprang forward knocking the other coffee cup off the counter and onto the floor, then smacking into me. With a sickening crunch I landed on top of the broken cups, the sharp pieces of glass pierced my skin and dug into it like a bunch of sharp knives. My scream of pain must have startled Sora, he had only just recoiled his foot in preparation to kick me before he lost his balance and fell backwards. Struggling to get off the floor I forced Sora underneath me and started to slam my fists into his face. My back was screaming in agony and I could barley put any force behind my punches since moving my arms also moved my back enough for bursts of pain to explode. I balled up my fist tighter and fought through the pain landing punch after punch on Sora's face till it was a bloody mess. All my anger was pouring out of me-and onto Sora, the fact that he took the person most precious to me, all my confusion and hate towards myself, how our parents loved him so much more than they ever loved me it all spilled over into the blows I was throwing.
Suddenly the biggest explosion of pain erupted from my right shoulder, forcing a tortured scream from my lungs and out into the air. I twisted my head to the side to see a giant piece of the broken glass sticking out of my shoulder, red warm blood was already starting to flow down my back joining the small rivers from the pieces grounded into my back from my fall.A twisted and deformed groan left my throat as I fell off Sora from the shock of what my own brother had done to me, overriding the pain...for the moment. But when Sora grabbed the glass and dug it further into my shoulder, I snapped out of my shock and the pain came back full throttle. I kicked Sora away and tried to pull out the glass, as it slowly but painfully made its way out of me I let loose screams and curses alike while Sora just leaned against the counter smirking at me with his mouth but staring in horror with his eyes.
When the hated piece of glass left my body the blood gushed out of me, soaking the rest of my shirt. I sat there panting and that when the adrenaline hit me, causing the pain to fade away and be replaced with rage, a terrible overwhelming beast of rage that had set its sights on my brother. I let loose a roar filled with pain and anger before I lunged at Sora once more, but this time he was ready; knocking me back down and this time, he stayed on top of me. It was his turn to punch me in the face but having weak arms he soon gave up and decided to bring out his claws instead, raking his hands down my face and ripping my shirt the let one hand slash at my chest. Who the fuck had these kind of nails? They should be legalized as the own fucking weapon!
I tried to push him off but he wasn't going anywhere whether I liked it or not. When I saw the jagged piece of glass flash in his hands again I became frantic, I didn't want that thing near me ever again. Smirking Sora brought his arm down and scratched me across the torso with the glass obviously enjoying me withering under him with pain and anger. Raising his arm away he brought it back down in a wide arc towards my stomach, stopping just before the glass pierced my skin once again Sora whispered;
"Surrender?"
"Never " I spat out, anger darkening his features as he dug the shard into my stomach and jumped up once more. Sora then started to kick me aiming for my stomach before I curled up into a fetal position choking back blood I feebly tried to block all the important parts of me. Raining blow after blow on me with his swimmers legs Sora laughed whenever I tried to make a move to get away. An idea hit me: Instead of getting away why not bring him to me? After several attempts I finally managed to sneak a leg out far enough to trip Sora, then I quickly grabbed a knife from counter and climbed on top of Sora and held it to his throat.
"Don't fuck with me, I got a lot of things to deal with and I don't need you sorry bitch-ass being one of them. So before I go to the fucking hospital let me lay down some laws. First things first; Leave me the fuck alone, don't talk to me don't even glance at me when you walk by unless I tell you to do something don't ever fucking bother me. You can go and fuck whoever you please, in fact I hope before the year is up you contract some form of an STD, trust Riku will be fucking more than just you I should know. But you better never come near another one my dates again or I will cut your balls off, with a rusty butter knife making sure it is a slow and pain filled as possible. 2nd Do not come back to my lunch table, take Riku and that slut Kairi with you, I dont need such whores polluting my friends. Oh and one last thing, you better make sure no one ever realizes that I was the one who beat the living shit out of you, got it?"
As if to make my point clear I dug the knife down till it bit into his flesh and red drops of blood swelled up. Nodding tightly shooting daggers at me with his eyes,Sora let out a ragged breath of relief when I took the knife away from his neck. I stood up and threw the knife into the sink before turning around helping Sora stand up.
CRACK
Satisfied that Sora's nose was now in fact broken I leaned down to whisper into Sora's ear;
"That was for fuckin' my boyfriend." I leaned back and gave Sora a kiss on his blood caked forehead laughing while I repeated Sora's words back to him; "Awww poor Sora looks mad." Then I made my way out of the kitchen biting back gasps of pain with each step, leaving a shocked and fuming Sora in my wake.
AN:/ Lets just say Roxas had a bit of a psychotic break down… and that I felt like writing an intense fight scene for some reason
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