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Demyx’s POV:
The only thing I can say is that she’s beautiful but she’s so shy, kind of like me...I can’t stop thinking about her. I remember when I was a kid; I used to be shy around everyone, even myself…
*End of POV*
**Flashback**
A blonde boy gasped as his drunken father hit his mother once more with a club, tears spilling down from his foamy sea blue eyes to his porcelain – like cheeks. When his father was finished, his mother looked like an old rag: used and thrown away. He flinched when his father looked directly at him, his eyes blood-shot from the alcohol overdose, and his smell of wine and smoke. His father started toward him, him backing up with each of his fathers steps. Once he hit the wall he started trembling in fear, his knees weakening every time he looked at the man coming closer with the club. His father raised the weapon in hand and threw it down with a battle-like cry. The boy cried out in pain as the object made contact with his fragile skin, blood mixed with tears pouring down like a river. The weapon made contact over and over until there was nothing more than a small pile of blood in the corner. Had his father continued his aggression he would surely died. He was now in the back of an ambulance getting his wounds stitched, he saw his mother get putted in a body bag and a policeman came towards him and started asking questions like: “Who did this?” and “What did he use?” he just faintly answered not taking his eyes of his mother’s dead body. He was sent to live with his aunt and uncle so he could be safe…That’s where he met her…She lived a few blocks over his house and he hardly ever saw her come out minus the times she went to school and the library. She was really anti-social with other people around her, never really showing any emotion to the humans trying to help her with that little problem of hers. He rarely saw her smile or even tal that much. Then at school they were paired up for a project, he was pretty exited but she wasn’t too happy about it. That week he got to know a little more about her including the fact that she had an older brother. But the girl didn’t open up completely to him, which he was a bit disappointed of. By the time school was over he tried to catch up to her but he lost her in a corner. Then when he got to his house he saw the girl talking to some boys across the street. They gave her a bottle and she gave them some money. Then they left and she went inside. He wanted to know what was in the bottle but he knew that she wouldn’t tell him… The next day at lunch time she was sitting with the same boys she was talking to with the previous day. The one with the long pale blonde hair and goggles (Vexen) told her something about suicide, but he didn’t quite hear. The other one with pinkish brown hair and sky blue eyes that by God Demyx would have said was a girl if it wasn’t by his boyish voice and that he used the boy’s showers after GYM (Marluxia) said “were going to miss you little one”, Demyx didn’t quite get it but it had to be bad. When he got off the bus instead of to his house he went straight to her house and told them what he had heard in school, then a couple of hours later Zexine got home from the library she found her parents talking to Demyx, she wasn’t in the mood to talk, or rather argue with her father again.” I think I’ll leave tanks for the tea Mrs.Tzazuka” Demyx waved at Zexine’s mother and left.” I’ll be in my room” Zexine was already half way up the stairs when she said that.” You wait a damn minute, ya little brat” her father grabbed her by her hair which was tied up in a neat ponytail “Hey let me go!” Zexine screamed at her father’s sudden aggression. She couldn’t stand it any more… So she left. Demyx knew where she was going so he went ahead to the special place in the park. When he got there he pushed some kids out and off the swings, getting on and putting his earphones on and maxing the volume on his IPod following it up by swinging furiously to gain height. After a couple of minutes he could see Zexine getting closer by the corner of his eye. When she was just standing beside him, he started to sing under his breath to calm his breath. She coughed to get his attention which it did and he looked surprised, they kept staring at each other for what looked like a half hour and Demyx had slowed to a stop. He spoke up and she sat down on the other swing and started swinging a bit. After a while of chatting Demyx bloated out that he wanted Zexine to jump with him, and to his surprise she wanted to jump with him as much as he did. After a much awaited countdown they let go of their ropes and slipped off their seats and over the edge of the cliff. He did something he never thought he would do… He gave her one last kiss before their demise… And before he had time to react he felt the agonizing pain of it…
Of Death…
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