So this chapter links up with chapter 8 of There's Something Wrong With Me, so my suggestion would be to perhaps reread that chapter? This one might make some more sense. PS- Dear Rayen, my dear fangirl who refuses to log in. I love you!!

Axel threw back the last of his eighth beer. Just enough. He felt brave now. He didn't feel as guilty. Why the fuck was Demyx freaking out anyways? He had no reason to. He still loved him. He thought.

"Shit." He grumbled and stood up from the sofa. The living room around him was spinning.

"Sit back down Ax." Marly said in exasperation. The redhead was always so damn stubborn when he drank.

"No fuck you." Axel grumbled again, his words all slurring together. "Igotta go...seeDemyx.." He fell back onto the sofa and his eyes fell heavily down.

"You are such a lightweight." Marluxia said with a grin as he patted Axel's relaxed face and shut off the lamp. "Apologize tomorrow. I'm sure Dem will be nice and ready to get back together by then. If he's an idiot..." He mumbled under his breath as he closed his bedroom door. Axel laid silently on the couch for twenty minutes before venturing to get back up. The world didn't move this time. He grasped for his keys on the coffee table, missing the first two times before opening his eyes as wide as he could, blinking once, twice and finally feeling the cold metal on his fingertips. He tiptoed dramatically out the door and quietly got into his car. But once his ass was safely on the polyester seat, he started her up and revved the engine twice, sending Marluxia out in a fit. "Get back in here you fucking drunk!" He screamed but Axel laughed as he pulled out of the parking lot and sped down the street.

"I'll go...say sorry. And then it'll be better. He still loves me. I think...no he definitely does." The redhead reassured himself and finally pulled into the driveway. Demyx's parents were gone as always. Axel frowned for a second, remembering how sad this always made Demyx and how crappy he felt when the blonde boy was upset and how he didn't know how to make it better. So he used his best asset. His dick. He rubbed his eyes furiously and accidently slammed his elbow down on the horn. "Oops.." He mumbled and looked around nervously. "Aw fuck it." He growled and laid down on the horn again. He looked up at the window and saw a sleepy blonde lean out. But those sleepy blue eyes soon turned angry.

"GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!" He screamed and Axel cringed at the sound. The blonde disappeared back into his room and the bright green eyes were once again rubbed with exhaustion. The front door burst open and Demyx practically jumped off the porch. "LEAVE!" He yelped loudly as he slammed his hands down on the hood of the car, making Axel cringe again. He really hadn't expected this. Demyx was usually fairly calm. He had not taken this into account.

"No! Not until you listen to me!" The redhead argued, trying to stay calm. The alcohol in his system was tainting his brain, making him angrier with each loud moment. The pounding on the hood didn't cease and Axel squeezed his eyes shut. "DEMYX! STOP!" He begged. His head was splitting. He looked up a second and noticed Demyx's brother hanging on the doorway. What was his name again? He was lost for a second. His name didn't matter right now anyways.

"Get away from my fucking house." Demyx seethed and Axel's attention was drawn back to him. He had never heard Demyx sound so angry before. In his drunken stupor, he was slightly amused. He rubbed his eyes again, his elbow slipping once more and hitting the horn.

"Fuck!" He hissed and tried to block the sound of Demyx's screech.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!!" The redhead looked at the boy he thought he loved and felt awful. He was about to break down, just start sobbing in the driveway.

"Demyx." Axel tried but the firm glare in the blue eyes made him swallow hard and try to cement his position. "Get in the fucking car now. I just wanna talk to you." He was desperate at this point. He tightened his jaw in frustration. He tried to remember how he had seemed to win every other fight with Demyx. And finally, with one last glance at his brother hanging on the door, the blonde got in the car and Axel sped down the street.

"Well? What do you need to say? Hurry up and say it and then take me home." The blonde said with an attitude that the drunken man in the driver's seat did not appreciate. He pulled into the first parking lot he saw and slammed on the brakes. He turned his head and looked at the blonde, his brow furrowing unintentionally. He was in deep thought. He looked at the boy before him, trying to decide. Did he really love him? He thought he did. Still. But now he just couldn't tell. It used to be a constant thing. The sight of Demyx would bring a smile to his face, but then he had a thought. He only loved Demyx because he was easy. Not in a sexual way, though that was true too. The blonde was easy to handle. They hardly fought and Axel always won anyways. He pursed his lips. "WELL?!" Demyx screamed, interrupting the thoughts going through the redhead. So Axel interrupted him. He forced his lips onto his, forced his tongue into the boy's mouth. He was pushed away. "You taste like skank." Dem cringed and wiped his mouth. It wasn't there anymore. Axel smirked sadly and drunken reasoning took over. He wasn't going to let it go. He gripped a handful of blonde hair and forced himself on Demyx again.

"You. Love. Me." Axel said, trying to convince Demyx and himself. He clenched his teeth and kissed the blonde again. He was being an asshole and he knew it. But drunk Axel didn't care. He wasn't willing to let the blonde go. He could feel nails dug into him, clawing at his chest and not in a good way. The boy was fighting back. Somewhere deep in his mind, Axel's common sense called out and said stop. He pulled away with a cringe at the sight of his torn tee shirt. He gripped Demyx's thigh an squeezed, still trying to win. He heard the boy cry out but he couldn't stop himself. Axel just wanted to go back to Marly's and be on the sofa. He tried not to choke on his words. He put on a tough front, trying to be the asshole everyone wanted him to be, everyone saw him as. "Just fucking admit it. See what you make me do?" He hissed into the blonde's ear and licked the side of his neck. He felt Demyx shudder and felt a shred of hope go through him. His hand traveled under the edge of the blonde's boxers and he heard him gasp. He didn't stop moving his hand. He gently kissed Dem's neck as he quickened the pace of his hand, thinking he was winning the fight yet again. Until Demyx pushed him away and leapt out of the car. "Get back in the car!" Axel begged with a frown. "GET IN!" HE couldn't help but scream as he started to slowly roll the car alongside the boy walking away.

"NO! I DON"T LOVE YOU ANYMORE! I NEVER LOVED YOU!"

Axel didn't know what to do after that. How could Demyx say that? Why would he say that? That hurt more than anything. And that's when Axel realized he had loved Demyx. Very much. But whatever they had had was done now. Without any other escape, he pressed down on the gas and sped away and before drunk Axel would die for the night, he screamed out the window.

"FUCK OFF YA FUCKING WHORE!" He immediately snapped his mouth shut and rolled his eyes. He hadn't meant that and now he felt worse. "Fantastic." He muttered and pulled into a parking lot he knew Demyx wouldn't pass on his way home. For a while, he merely sat and looked at his steering wheel, unsure of what to do next. Then he started crying. He hadn't cried in years. "Fuck." He said and wiped at his eyes. The crying got harder the more he thought about everything. "How the fuck do I manage to fuck up everything so much?!" He screamed at no one and the crying turned into body shaking sobs. He groped his cell phone in his pocket and flipped it open. "Marl?"

"Axel? Where the fuck are you?! I've been driving around for like an hour trying to find you god dammit!"

"I'm at the parking lot of the high school. Can you come get me? I'm too drunk to drive."

"Yea, no shit. I'll be right there. Don't fucking move!" Axel cringed at the harsh hang up on the other end and slowly returned his phone to his pocket. He stared out the front window, tears still streaming down his face. He finally saw Marl's car pull in. He got out, locked his doors and set himself down on the passenger seat. "Holy shit, have you been crying?"

"I really fucked it up Marl..." Axel stared at his hands and his shoulders shook as he silently weeped.

"Yea, I know."

"Why did I even fucking do that? I really did love him man but it's done. No more. God I fucking hate myself." He felt a cold hand lay on his warm shoulder. He looked over, into Marluxia's eyes.

"You're gonna be alright. It's just a break up..."

"I know but it was different. I've never been so stupid in my life! What the fuck is wrong with me?!" The redhead screamed and rubbed his eyes for seemingly the millionth time that night.

"Axel, Demyx will forgive you. We both know he will. He's just like that."

"No, I don't want him to. I just...I want him to find someone better than me and just be fucking happy." He shoved his thumbs in the corners of his eyes and refocused the emerald green on the parking lot. "We got in a fight. And I think I tried to rape him." Axel mumbled and Marluxia sighed loudly. "And he got out and started walking. Can we drive by his house?"

"I really don't think that's a good idea. I don't have bail money for rapists right now."

"No, I won't do anything. I'll be quiet. I just wanna make sure he got home..." Marluxia nodded with another, gentler sigh and they drove towards Demyx's house. They saw him just in time as he walked into the house and closed the door.

"He's home."

"Ok...I just wanted to make sure nothing happened to him." Axel muttered as he nestled into the seat and closed his eyes.

"Trust me, you were his biggest problem tonight I'm sure."

So. I hope some of you have learned a valuable lesson in "There's always two sides to a story." I don't know about you, but I felt really bad for Axel. I mean sure, he was all rapist-y, but he was totally smashed and I dunno. I feel bad for him. And he really is a good guy. More or less. Woo hoo character development. He's not just some cheating rapist asshole! Dear god he has emotions!!