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 Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 10:02 pm
Well, I've decided to create a forum I can write true stories in whenever I need to. Right now, I'm working on a story about my sister's life... She cosplays the character Marluxia from Kingdom Hearts, and all of our friends have Kingdom Hearts names, so most of my stories will be of my life in KH Form...
Yes... It will be amazing.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 10:57 pm
Attention!!: This is under construction. My sister has added parts, which means I have to edit, sooo...
Bare with me. It'll be done soon. <3
Marluxia was close to tears; Oh, no... He could feel one drip down his cheek slowly, curling around his lips before dripping off his chin. This was Hell; scratch that, not even hell could conjure feelings such as these.
He lifted a hand to his reddening cheek, feeling the warmth beneath his fingertips; he neck was warm, as were his arms... Perhaps the saying "boiling blood" actually meant something; Marluxia didn't want to ponder that, there was more pressing matters at the moment.
Like Vexen. Vexen was a more pressing matter.
Larxene had came to my house the day before the whole sha-bang had unfolded to hang out and chat for a while. She had just been dumped by her latest boyfriend, and wasn't so happy that her parents didn't approve of him dating yet. I had to agree; we were at the age where at least everyone wanted someone hanging off their arm and giving them status.
But, when she'd told me some more shocking news, I could feel my stomach drop.
"So, when I tried to ask Lexaeus if he wanted to go to the movies tomorrow, he declined! I didn't really mind, though. But, he also threatened me to hook him up with Vexen. If they didn't work out, I'd apparently get my a** kicked."
Well, that was never good. When Lexaeus threatened someone, that meant he had Demyx behind him, too. That was never a good combination seeing as they had a million gang members that could like, bomb your house, or something...
"You know Lex and Vexen won't work out. Lex can't handle long-term, and that's what Vexen is looking for this time." Translation: "Lex can't handle it, but I can. PLEASE SUPPORT ME, LARX!!" Nobody really knew of my attraction towards Vexen, so it a stressful situation to keep it a secret but juggle my emotions at the same time.
I was dreading going to school the next day, knowing that lunch could turn out to be a complete disaster for me.
It had started at lunch that Friday... Okay, actually, the signs had begun a week before: Marly could tell Vexen liked him; if not a lot, then a little... Like, only half an hour before lunch, Vexen had confided to Marly that he looked for personality in other guys; Marly had nearly pumped his fist into the air with excitement, Vexen couldn't have said that for no reason!
Right...?
We had all been walking to the nearest gas station near the beginning of lunch; there was always the best deals on energy drinks there, and that had seemed to be all our diet consisted of during school hours. As we neared it, we --'we' consisting of Xigbar, Pence, Olette, Vexen and myself-- had been discussing one of the many spoken of topics. Vexen's relationship patterns.
"I just need a guy with personality, that's all," The blonde had explained for the umpteenth time as they entered the store and headed straight for the drinks section.
"Well, I can tell you one thing: You aren't going to find some hot guy with a great personality that you can trust." I'd explained with a small laugh as we'd grabbed our drinks. The others laughed too; it had been one of those things we'd explained to Vexen over and over. But, it soon came to my attention that temptation could not be resisted when it came to crushing on one another.
Then, about twenty minutes before lunch had ended, Saix, Lexaeus, Marly, Vexen, and Demyx were sitting on a bench; keep in mind, it should've only seated about three people... Demyx and Vexen were fighting for the last seat... Erm, however much room was on the end anyways...
So Demyx would get on the bench, and pretty much anyone else would decide to push him off, which Vexen would take to his advantage. It began to get rough, and eventually Vexen ended up on top of Demyx.
We had gotten back from the convenience store, now slightly hyped up on the energy drinks we had consumed. Of course, Lex and Dem were there after going off and smoking or some s**t to waste time during our departure. Of course, Demyx had automatically cornered Vexen and began whispering to him all secretive-like. It annoyed me to all ends because I knew what he was talking about.
Vexen didn't really want to go out with Lex; hell, he didn't really have that great of a personality and only met Vexen's physical features expectations. But, Lex didn't know that. Yet.
We had been sitting on that cursed bench when Dem got tired of standing and demanded a seat.
I want a damn seat!" He proclaimed as he began to try and push the others sitting on the bench, off.
"You can sit on me~" Lexaeus offered Demyx with a pat on his lap invitingly. They were pretty close friends, so it was normal for them to be flirting with one another.
"No, I want an actually seat." He pouted before beginning to push Vexen out of his seat. Luckily, I seemed invisible at the time, and was no longer a target to be pushed off the bench.
"Hey!" They called back and forth at each other, and it got to a point where Demyx gave up and decided to tug on Vexen's legs forcefully.
Blah, blah blah, Vexen fell off, landed on Dem, big deal. It was the comment that really ticked the mull-hawked boy off.
"Wow, you're fat, Dem." Vexen's voice was strained as Demyx' legs was sprawled out across his torso. Everyone began to laugh. Well, except Demyx, of course.
That, was the only part of the day Marly had laughed in.
Once everyone got a spot on the bench, save Demyx, he began laughing.
"You should so ask out Lexaeus, Vexen."
Then Vexen smiled.
"I already like someone on this bench..."
I could barely contain my shock as Vexen spoke, so to cover it up, I automatically called out the only other person on the bench besides Vexen, Lex and I. It wasn't that I didn't want to admit Vexen...it was just...
What if he ended up completely rejecting me in front of the large group of people?
"OH my god; you like Saix, don't you? You like Saix!" I called out, pointing at the blue-haired teen who sat on the opposite end of the bench.
"I do not like Saix!" Vexen defended himself.
Saix turned to the group, obviously only half-listening to the noisy conversation that would only annoy him.
Of course, Saix didn't like Vexen, and vice-versa, but I had to cover it up somehow, didn't I?
"What?" Saix asked, and a sly grin spread across my face.
"Oh, nothing; Vexen just likes you." I replied, before Saix scrunched his nose up in disapproval.
"That's disgusting.." Saix turned back to the previous conversation he was having, all the while Vexen exclaiming that he didn't like Saix in any manner whatsoever.
"Then it must be Lex, right?" I asked, a bit quieter out of nervousness. I didn't want to see his reaction, but I forced myself to look at him.
It was, I guess you could say, a small movement of the head. It was as if he was saying 'no', but it was extremely discreet so that no one would notice it. The reject didn't meet his eyes, though, and I couldn't tell whether he was lying or not. It was always some sort of game for Vexen. And, of course, I was just another pawn.
Well... Demyx already had a boyfriend, Axel, which could only mean one other person...
Marly looked away bashfully, and Demyx ended up squishing Saix out of his seat in victory. After that, everything returned to normal; Marly left five minutes before lunch ended: he didn't wanna be late for Japanese, and Vexen called after him that he'd be late.
Eventually, Marly met up with Zexion and Xigbar in the halls and they walked to their class together; Zexion was pretty much silent, he'd been ignoring Marluxia for no reason for the past week or so, and Marluxia could only talk to Xigbar.
I'd been having some friendship issues with Zexion at the time; he'd go through these intervals of completely ignoring Xigbar and I, so about a week and a half before we'd cornered him to ask him what was bugging him.
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"You constantly ignore me!" Okay, so that part was true. When Vexen had rolled around and joined our school, we'd gotten pretty clingy to the 'new kid' and pretty much numbed out a lot of our usual lifestyle.
"I feel like everytime I try to talk to you guys, you completely shut me out." Yeah, that was true too...goddamn guilt trips.
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So, we had ended up apologizing to him, and his spirits lifted, but it didn't last long. Soon enough, he was now ignoring just me and acting like nothing was going on with Xigbar, or Namine...what did I do that ticked him off so much? It's like I'll never know; he won't talk to me.
Later, when we'd arrived in Japanese class, I wanted to ask Zex about something to do with Anime Club. Okay, I really didn't, but I thought that would be the best way to go since we were both leaders and it would be strictly business to talk to one another.
But, no; no reply whatsoever. That's when I finally decided to give up.
After arriving in Japanese, Vexen came in about a minute before the bell was to ring, and neither Zexion, Xigbar, or Marluxia could deny he looked extremely giddy.
"Alright, what's going on?" I immediately asked; there was no way he'd be so happy from just five minutes of hanging out with the two trouble-makers. Everybody took it as a joke, knowing that something insane must have happened while we weren't with him.
"Well, we were hanging out, and I knew we'd be late. So, we went to the office to get our late slips, but I forgot my student number so I had to use Lexaeus'." Everyone let out a small laugh. That meant that the late slip Vexen had handed to Maleficent-sensei had Lex's name on it. We were surprised the old witch hadn't brought it up yet.
"Oh, come on, that can't be it." Namine added, leaning her elbow against the desk and resting her head in her palm.
"You can tell it was something bad because he's avoiding the question." I grinned at my statement. But the smile quickly faded.
"Well..I'm going out with Lex."
The quantity of people that were listening and actually knew Lexaeus went completely silent. I was speechless, and turned away from the group instantly to study my notes for the quiz while the others talked. I was still listening, and I managed to catch Xigbar talking to Vex.
"Did they force you?" At that comment coming from Xigbar, I looked at the figures crowding around the desk to see Vexen shaking his head. Hastily, I turned back to my work, not wanting to hear anymore.
As you can probably tell, Marly sat off to the side for most of Japanese, trying to ignore the merriment he was supposed to be enjoying.
Vexen had approached me not long after his announcement. I wasn't in the mood to talk, but I had to make an effort.
"Alright, so they did kinda force me," He started. He must have noticed that I was listening earlier or he wouldn't have made that comment to me.
"Oh, really? How so?" I asked, my tone not as enthusiastic as usual.
"They held me down and choked me till my face turned blue." I knew it was a joke, but I didn't laugh. I didn't feel like laughing. "Okay, so they didn't really do that. But when we were getting the slips Lex dropped his books so I got them for him and he took it the wrong way, I guess," It must have been extremely obvious I was upset; I could tell he was covering up with a lame excuse to make me feel better. Not working, Vex.
He sat across the room from me the rest of class, and every time our gazes would meet I wouldn't send him the usual stupid face or wave, but instead an emotionless stare before turning back to my work.
Socials Studies went better; I could get my mind off the stressful situation and let loose a little with some other friends that I didn't usually hang out with. Anime Club rolled around, and I was glad to go there. I knew that Vexen would be showing up with some of my friends and Lex and Dem wouldn't be there because they despised anime. Or so I thought.
He was a leader with Roxas; Zexion had had to go to a wedding with Luxord, the other leader. No, they weren't getting married, just relatives of theirs.
About ten minutes into class, Demyx, Axel, and Lexaeus came into the classroom. Marly watched as they went to join Vexen, but soon the four became noisy, and Marly was forced to threaten kicking them out if they couldn't quiet down.
I was busy focusing on going through the ground rules for the club when the three people I wanted to see the least barged in and took a beeline across the room towards Vexen. I continued on with speaking with Roxas, but the four only got louder until I had to lay out a warning.
"Hey, guys, if you can't be a quieter I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." I said, and I caught Vexen's gaze. It looked torn.
"They want me to go with them." He replied, glancing towards Lex, Dem and Axel. By this point, I was about to snap, so I let them go.
"Fine, go. But if you go, don't expect to come back." My last sentence trailed off as they left with no hesitation, and the rest of the class was definitely quieter.
I missed the noise greatly.
And now, here he was at home, crying his eyes out, head in his hands, sobs breaking out of his throat every few seconds; his mom wasn't home, thank god...
It took him a while, but he finally dragged himself over to his computer and typed in FaceBook.com. Although it was foolish, he wanted to talk to someone, Lexaeus, Demyx, Vexen... Anyone who'd been there. Thankfully, sort of, no one was on, which gave him time to calm down.
About an hour later, his dad picked him up and brought him to the hockey rink; he didn't watch the game at all, he was too busy drawing. Drawing calmed him more than anything.
The bench to watch my dad's game was full, so I decided to go to one of the more deserted games to draw alone. I was the only one spectating, and it felt good to just sit in silence with the only sounds being the scraping of skates against ice and the clacking of sticks against one another.
I wanted to draw myself; really dig down and pull out all the feelings that refused to come out and reveal themselves. I always bottled things up, but to be alone, I could create how I felt on paper. When I tried to draw myself, though, I'd always draw the head funny or the eyes wouldn't portray the right emotions, or my hair would be too flippy. So, I decided to draw a girl.
This girl had ragged, long hair that looked as if it was just patted down after a rough night of sleep. Her eyes were emotionless, gray orbs that could send chills down your spine. She wore a wedding dress, I guess. It had an elegance to it, but it was wrinkled and torn. I drew with feeling, my strokes and sketches with a heavy hand and I didn't have an eraser so it looked pretty sloppy as I created this zombie-like figure. My hand was cramping by the time I was done, but I was pleased with the half-finished product.
After arriving home --his dad had married Paine's mom, so they were now step-siblings--, he slumped down beside her on the couch. She had been writing, and she asked him what was wrong. He looked up, both their parents were in the same room at the time, and shrugged.
"Just had a bad day..."
Paine gave him an understanding smile.
Soon after, they found themselves in the computer room, with Marly at the computer desk. Paine sat down in an empty chair and opened her binder.
"Ugh, I can't listen to any songs anymore on my iPod...."
"Why not?"
Marly shrugged and leaned on the desk.
"Cause all they do is remind me of what happened today..."
Paine gave him a serious look before offering him a weak and sympathetic smile.
"By any chance, does it have to do with boys?"
And then Marluxia was crying again and nodding and Paine was closing the office door for some privacy.
"It's that Vexen guy, isn't it?"
Marluxia nodded, hands covering his eyes.
"What happened?"
And then Marluxia told her everything, and she rested a hand on his shoulder.
Why did I have to cry so much? It was one guy, and I was a mental breakdown on legs! I had to pull it together, and I did. But, to see him go behind my back and do that...it hurt. I'd rather he dated someone else, anyone else, or at least asked Lex out to my face. To see that it hurt him to do it in front of me --or he was too nervous to do it in front of a crowd-- told me he didn't like Lex enough for it to last.
"He sounds like a douche."
"He's not! He's a really good guy, who seems pretty deep... I just wish he hadn't fallen for the whore, you know?"
Paine raised an eyebrow; she knew Lexaeus from one of Marly's birthday parties.
"Lexaeus is a whore?"
Marly smiled weakly.
"Ha ha, maybe..."
Paine could see she'd cheered him up a bit, and shook her head.
"He'll come around, don't worry."
Marly smiled up at her, turning his face back to the computer.
"I hope so...."
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