Whoa two chapters back to back? What is happening? Once again, please keep in mind that all my chapters are without a beta. Enjoy!

Chapter 3

Normally, Mondays aren't that bad for me. I usually am pretty excited to get back to school. I get to see my friends, I always learn new things, all that smart kid bullshit. But today, I was dreading it. I was tempted to fake some illness so I could just lay in bed all day. But I knew that that would ruin my perfect attendance record and, despite what I was going through, that wasn't something I was willing to give up.

"Roxas!" Sora burst into my room, interrupting my thoughts. "Why are you still in bed? You never oversleep."

It didn't take long to process what he said. Shooting up in my bed, I whipped my head around to look at my clock. It was blaring that loud, annoying alarm sound that, for some reason, I didn't even hear.

"It's been going off for half an hour now," my brother mentioned.

If looks could kill, Sora would be lying on the floor right now without a heartbeat. "So why didn't you wake me up?" I shouted at him, flying out of bed and running to my closet.

I saw him flinch and take a couple steps back. "Well, I just thought that you might need some extra sleep now that you have-"

"Don't even finish that, Sora," I held up a hand to stop him. "Just go wait in the car for me, okay?" turning back to my closet I pulled out a blue V-neck T-shirt and grey skinny jeans. Pulling them on quickly, I grabbed my phone and backpack, bypassing the pack of smokes on my desk as a second thought.

Rushing down the stairs, I caught a whif of something awful. I couldn't quite but my finger on what the smell was, but it made my stomach churn. Reaching the bottom of the steps, I gripped onto the railing, trying to keep my lack of breakfast in.

"Rox, are you okay?" My mom was suddenly beside me, his hand running through my hair.

I waved my hand in dismisal, swallowing the bile in my throat. "I'm fine, Mom, really. I've got to go."

I tried to run off but he caught my wrist. "What's going on? You've been real dodgy since last night."

I tried to think of a good reason besides the truth but nothing came to mind. I just shook my head, jerking my hand away, and went to meet Sora in the car.

Climbing in Sora's small bug, I took several deep breaths. Before I knew it there were tears running down my cheeks. I felt Sora's hand on my shoulder but I brushed it off. "Just drive," I said shakily, reaching over to buckle my seat belt.

Fortunately, by the time we reached school, the nausea and tears had subsided.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked at Sora who was holding out what looked like a powder pallet. "I stole it from Riku. You can use it to cover to streaks," he gestured to my tear stained cheeks.

I gave him a small smile before grabbing it and pulling down visor to open the mirror. When I was finished cover up all the red, I closed the pallet and handed it back to my brother. "Thanks," I said softly before grabbing my backpack and opening the car door.

I took several more deep breaths and headed towards the front door of the school. Sora threw an arm around my shoulders and gave me bright smile. But, of course, once he saw his silver haired boyfriend, he ran off. Chuckling at the two hyperactive antics, I walked to my locker. I pulled out the books I needed for first period, AP physics textbook, my lab notebook, and the workbook we use on days before tests. Closing my locker, I turned around, only to run straight into something solid.

"Hey," I recognized that voice instantly. "Are we going to talk any more about this?"

I sighed, rubbing my nose. "There's nothing more to talk about," I brushed it off and tried to walk past him. Axel put his arm against the locker, successfully blocking my way. "What do you want, Axel?"

"I want you to keep the baby," the moment he said it, I slapped a hand over his mouth.

I glared up at, wishing for the second time this morning that looks could kill. "I just found out last night. All I know is that, if I am…you know, I'm not going to get rid of it. But for all I know, the test could have been wrong."

Axel reached a hand up to take my palm off his face. "I read up about that kind of stuff. About the tests. It said that false positive are highly unlikely."

"But not impossible," I countered. "Let me go to class now."

"No!" I flinched at his shouting and looked around to make sure no was watching. "You did this last night. You ran away. Stop from running from me. From this," he gestured to my stomach.

My resolve was breaking. I could feel the tears welling up again. "Axel, stop," I said quietly.

He seemed to notice and backed off a bit, moving his arm. "Call me when you schedule an appointment," with that, he walked away.

Hearing the bell ring, I quickly wiped the mist from my eyes and rushed to class.