A/N: I'M ALIVE. And this story is too! I've been so busy and side tracked but here's another chapter! I hope you all enjoy! Sorry again for the slow update! DX
Disclaimer: Own nothing but Nora.
Chapter Five: He's After Me
Namine's POV
Who was that guy? Why was he staring at me? Was he staring at me? Who is he? Was he a he? Or was he a she? No. What if he is...my father? No he can't be...he's in jail...Zack arrested him...Nora and I were there, Roxas too...
Suddenly I wasn't facing the Seventh Heaven, I was facing Roxas. In my home. My old home...
"Roxas, what happened? Who did this to you?" I asked not even trying to stat calm, my fingers fumbled as I untied the ropes from his ankles.
He waited patiently for me as I reached over to untie his hands and quickly ripped the tape from his mouth, he was breathing heavy. He was hurt.
"Roxas?" I bleaked, looking at him hopelessly.
"Not...much time.." He wheezed.
I watched his hands move up and over his right side.
"Roxas..." I repeated, moving his hands slowly and lifting his shirt to see a bloody wound about the size of a quarter, I didn't even want to THINK of how deep it was.
Roxas pushed my hands away and threw his shirt back over it.
"Namine, I'm fine. you have to get out of here. It's not safe."
I shook my head. "YOU need to get out of here! You need to tell me what happened! Who did this to you! Why you came here in the first place!"
"NO." Roxas said firmly. "Get Nora, and get out of here. GO Namine!"
"Namine!?"
Jumping back into reality I looked up to see azure blue eyes staring down at me.
Cloud.
He looked like I just smacked him with crowbar. I felt like I've just been smacked with a crowbar.
My entire body felt numb and it feels like all the blood in my body has been turned to ice.
I opened and closed my mouth, trying desperately to say something, but what was there to say? He probably already knows I'm a headcase.
"Namine?" He said again. More sternly this time.
I swallowed hard and turned my head over my shoulder to see if that hooded figure was still there. He wasn't. Or she. What if it was her? Xion!? No. She was arrested too...
"I'm fine..." I croaked, walking past him and into their home.
I couldn't be out by the street any longer.
I don't know how long I've stared at the ceiling for. five minutes? Five hours? Maybe longer.
All I know is that I can't sleep. I couldn't eat or speak during dinner causing everyone including Nora to worry. I would shut Roxas down every time he tried to talk to me. And I probably should have just told him about that hooded person standing at the end of the street. He could protect me...him and Axel knew most of the bozos that hung around the slums...
No. I can't be dependent like this and have him protect Nora and I like this all the time...
Well...Nora maybe...but not me.
My foot bumped against Roxas', it was warm and soft against mine as I began to rub mine against his lovingly. I needed some form of affection and what was nice about sharing a twin bed with your boyfriend, you're able to sneak in lots of it, being so crammed together.
Roxas grunted softly and I could feel him shifting next to me, I slowly pulled my foot away not wanting to wake him up. We had school tomorrow and Tifa and I already had a difficult time getting him out of bed.
I watched him quietly. He was beautiful.
His pale skin was illuminated with moonlight, his long thick black lashes fluttered, and his lips parted slightly as he breathed softly. Carefully I brought my hand up to caress the gold spikes that framed his face. It was amazing. No matter how intimating or sassy or tough he could be, he will always look like an angel when he slept.
"Namine..."
Oh crap I woke him up.
His eyes were still closed and his voice was husky and raw from sleep.
"Yes?" I whispered, my hands continued to roam his gold tresses, not that he minded.
"Why are you awake baby?" He muttered, wrapping his strong arms around me. Instantly I felt a hundred times safer.
"You've been quiet..." he paused to yawn. "...all night...please talk to me."
I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. I couldn't keep anything from him, maybe from everyone else yes...but not him.
"I saw someone today..." I reply, my voice hoarse from being quiet for so long.
He went quiet, waiting patiently for me to continue.
"At the park today...with Nora, Marlene, and Denzel...we were walking home and across the street there was this...hooded figure...s-staring at me.."
"Baby, you're shaking."
Roxas held me close against his chest, and that is where I lost it.
I started to weep. I buried my face into the crook of his neck and was instantly greeted with his warmth and the strong scent of his body wash with a mix of nicotine. I could feel Roxas stiffen against me then squeeze me tightly and even closer to him, filling the smallest gap between us. He combed his fingers through my hair and hushed me softly until I pulled myself together.
"I'm scared..." I whimpered, gently grabbing onto his shirt for comfort.
"You have nothing to be scared for, baby I'm here. I'm not going to let some jackass in a hood hurt my girlfriend or her sister. Are you sure this hooded freak was looking at you?" He asked me, his voice was calm and soothing to me.
"Y-yes...do you know who that could of been?" I ask.
"It could be anyone." Roxas replies.
"But do you know anyone who has a black hood? A-and always dresses in black?" I press further, looking into his eyes.
"Black hood...I don't think so...maybe Zexion...but I can't think of why he would be around here..."
"Who is Zexion?" I ask him curiously.
"One of Axel's friends." He replies simply. "If it is Zexion you have nothing to worry about. He's completely harmless, just moody."
"Moodier than you?" I teased, trying to humor myself.
"Ha ha." he replies dryly.
"Guuuuyyyss! Do you think you two could talk tomorrow?" Ventus groaned to us from across the room. "It's two in the morning! We have to get up in three hours! I need sleeeeeeeeep!"
I couldn't fight off a smile at Ventus' endearment.
"Alright, alright. Goodnight Ven." Roxas replied giving me a wink.
"Goodnight!"
"Don't worry..." Roxas said to me in a whisper, his lips were in my hair. "I'll talk to Axel about it tomorrow. We'll keep an eye on this loser."
I nodded slowly in response.
That should have made me feel better...
But it didn't...No matter how hard I tried...I couldn't stop being vulnerable.
It was strange, nobody was in the hallways at school.
No couples were savagely making out. There was no groups of friends gossiping, or any of the jocks tossing Blitz Balls to each other from across the hallway. It was just me.
Alone.
Roxas was nowhere to be seen. Or Axel, Kairi, Olette, Sora, nobody...
Outside the air was foggy and all the trees were dead and rain droplets kept falling from the branches.
No, not branches. Blood.
It was blood.
"Namine..."
Turning my gaze forwards there stood that hooded figure in front of me at the end of the hallway.
It was standing in a puddle of blood that was slowly pooling towards me.
I cried out and stepped away from the blood but no matter where I stepped the puddle of blood followed, as if I were some sort of magnet. I looked back at the hooded figure with wide eyes as the floor began to flood with blood.
The hooded figured just stared and stared as the blood drew higher and higher. Past my ankles, past my thighs, chest, then finally up to my neck. The smell of rust filled my noistrels as I started to gag.
The hooded figures gaze was locked on mine.
"W-what do you WANT!?" I cried, the blood was touching my chin now.
Dark laughter came from the hooded figure before it reached up its blood soaked arms to pull off its hood, reviling my father.
His dark blue eyes shone with insanity, his lips curled into a cruel smirk.
"I want you and your sister...dead."
The blood rose higher and all I saw was red.
"NAMINE!? NAMINE!? DAMN IT NAMINE WAKE UP!" A deep and husky voice hollared as I was being shook around like a rag doll.
My eyes fluttered open and I sprang into a sitting position gasping. I looked up to see Roxas looking back at me with a alarmed expression. I was breathing rapidly and coated in sweat.
"Jesus Namine, are you alright?" Roxas asked, pulling me into his arms.
"D-don't touch me...I'm all sweaty and gross!" I cried out, swatting him away from me. My heart was pounding against my rib cage.
"I don't give a shit." He replied, cradling me against his chest. "You were whimpering and flinching in your sleep...and then you started crying..."
My mind instantly fell back on my dream. All that blood...my father...
"I think..." I paused swallowing hard. "I think that hooded person is my father..."
"No, Namine...your fathers in jail. Remember?"
I felt my eyes fill with tears. My throat started to burn and my stomach churned. I felt sick to my stomach just by mentioning my father. I couldn't bare the thought of him out of jail..or Xion...
"X-Xion..." I whimpered.
"No." He nearly growled. "She's locked up too. Baby, you're safe..."
I squeezed my eyes shut. What time was it? How long have I been asleep for?
"Roxas...is she okay?" I herd Ventus call from the bathroom.
Before Roxas could reply their alarm clock started blaring causing me to jump and shriek.
"Fucking alarm clock..." Roxas cursed before slamming his fist down on the clock, shutting it up.
"I-I'm okay..." I answered, but my voice wasn't very convincing. "What time is it?"
"Time for you to stay in bed." Roxas answered.
"N-no...school..." I mutter slumping against him, suddenly feeling super weak.
"You're not going today...you're staying here." Roxas demanded.
"I can't...I can't just skip school because of a bad dream, Roxas." I said, trying to focus on my breathing. Although after that dream, I never wanted to see the hallways of Twilight High again.
"Yes you can...you're not feeling well. I skip school all the time baby."
"Skipping school won't solve anything..I have to go.." I also wanted to talk to Kairi. No...she would probably think I was crazy. Aerith? Maybe she could help me. Or maybe I could talk to Tifa...
I heard him sigh. "I just want to protect you baby...I was going to talk to Axel about the hooded person."
I went quiet for a moment considering it. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to stay here in his bed...maybe paint and snuggle with Buttercup, Nora's cat. Wait. Nora...
"I will stay on one condition..." I said in a shaky voice.
"Yes?" Roxas asked, tucked a damp strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Nora stays home too..."
Was I being selfish? Or was I protecting her?
A/N: There is MOAR to come! VERY SOON! I honestly love where this story is heading (If I do say so myself! :) ) And I hope that you all enjoy it too! I'm looking forward to your reviews! :P
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