Waving the knife around, he gazed at the sharp blade in awe. I kept my eyes locked on him, not daring to blink. My heart hammered with fear and anger. I wanted to rush at him, rip the knife out of his hand, and throw him out the room. But the shining light from the steel in his hand kept me at bay. Unfortunately, the door was behind him and there was no way I could get to it without taking care of that knife first. I wracked my brain for an answer, but my mind only became more frantic as he stepped closer to me. "Well Roxas?" He looked at me with a large grin on his face. "Plug the TV in." His hand shook as he motioned to the TV with the knife. Not taking my eyes off him, I fished for the plug with my hand, found the socket, and plugged it in. "Turn it on for me." I felt for the power button on the TV and turned it on. Silent snow began to glow from the television. "Good boy." My face heated with rage. I wanted to tear him apart! But that knife... "Well now that you've corrected your mistake..." His voice trembled as he spoke, "Well now you die!" He stepped toward me and swung the knife downwards. I threw myself into the TV, almost knocking it and its stand over. There was nowhere to run! The TV stand and beds were blocking me on both sides and I was running out of space behind me.
"HAYNER!" I screamed my brother's name, praying for a reply. I heard a rustle of sheets and a high pitched squeal. Beside me, Fuu had woken up, her eye wide with fear. She backed away from Seifer, taking coverage behind a large pillow, as teardrops began to fall from her eyes. Seifer, blinded by rage, took no notice of his sister.
"HAHA!" He bellowed. "Calling for your brother? Can't even take care of yourself, pathetic."
He lifted the knife again, ready to plant it in my chest. Not sure of where to go, what to do, who to call, I just...
Don't worry Roxas. You're not gonna die. I wouldn't let that happen. Trust me this kid doesn't
know who he's up against. He's not just fighting you, he's fighting...
I just...moved. Reaction, instinct, I don't know! But I moved! As he swung down, I place my hand under his arm, holding it still and swiftly ducking under it. Immediately, before I could even register what had just taken place, I was behind him and had wrapped my arms around him, placing both hands on his right hand, and the handle of the knife. "GET OFF ME YOU FAG!" He wailed in both fear and surprise. Neither of us expected that to happen. I wrenched his arm till he loosened his grip on the knife and ripped it out of his hand, cutting is leg in the process. He stepped away, and looked at his wound, eyes wide. I held the knife, keeping it pointed at him. He took a couple of steps back, before he scrunched his face in anger once more. "I'm getting my mom!" He cried, his voice coarse from screaming. He stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I dropped the knife and ran to the door locking it.
I paced back and forth across the room adrenaline coursing through me. I mean WHAT! WHY! FRICKIN' KID JUST TRIED TO KILL ME! I'd swear he was on steroids if he weren't so small! I mean! Gah, dang! He's insane! They left me alone with a psycho! Selphie's gone, Hayner might as well be. I picked up all of Mrs. Tifa's clothes and put them back in her suitcase. Afterwards, I took all the knives in the house and put them in mine. I looked back at the bed and I saw Fuu peeking out at me from under the covers. She was still crying silently. Finally beginning to calm down, I took a seat next to her and started stroking her hair, trying to comfort her. Her sniffles began to die down a little and, surprisingly, she leaned in a little closer to me. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her, and her brother. They really only did what Seifer said out of fear.
"Does this happen often?" I asked her, half joking and half serious. She shook her head no. I sighed deeply. "You OK?" She sniffled once more and nodded yes. I sat with her until she fell back asleep. Eventually, it began to overtake me as well. I lied in my cot and started to doze off when I heard someone slam on the door.
"LET ME IN!" I heard Seifer scream. Like I was gonna let him in after what he just did, or rather, tried to do.
"I'm not letting you in unless my dad and-"
"We're here Roxas." I heard my dad say on the other side. "Go ahead and let us in." Cautiously, I opened the door and let the three of them in. Tifa gave me a dirty look as she walked in. I'm not sure what she was mad at me for but I have an idea of why. My dad refused to look me in the eye, and he looked confused and stressed. "Come into our room Roxas we need to talk." He said with his back towards me as he walked into their room. Nervously, I walked into the main bedroom slowly closing the door behind me. "Wait." Dad walked over to the other bed and shook Hayner. "Hayner. Wake up!" Drearily, Hayner opened his eyes.
"Huh…." He groaned.
"Hayner go sleep in Roxas' cot." Without a word, Hayner got up and left the room, closing the door behind him. As it shut, I could feel the tension set in. For the first time since he came in I glanced at Seifer. He looked back at me with a dark smile on his face. Obvious enough for me to notice, but subtle enough that no one else, whose eyes were now locked on me, would. I sat down on the bed opposite the three of them. My dad sighed and began to speak.
"So, Roxas, Seifer told us his side of what happened. He said that he was watching TV, and that you tried get him to turn it off. But when he wouldn't, you grabbed a knife and-"
"WHAT! BUT I DIDN'T DO-" Dad held up his hand signaling me to stop. I trembled with rage.
"Let me finish and then you can speak. Now, Seifer said you tried to cut him but he dodged out of the way and you were only able to nick his leg. He said he ran through your legs, knocking you over, and out the door to get us. What do you say happened?"
I was speechless.
"Roxas," my dad in a worried tone, "is that what happened?" Regaining my voice I spoke.
"No. No! Not at all! He did in fact try to watch TV. And I did turn it off. But afterwards he started swinging at me and I pinned him down. I let him back up and he went for a knife and tried to stab me. I ripped it out of his hands and he went running out the door."
"HUMPH!" Mrs. Tifa looked even angrier than before. "Then how do you explain the cut on Seifer's leg huh! You forgot to include that in your little story. I suppose Seifer just cut himself!"
"Tifa calm down-" My dad soothed.
"No! That boy of yours tried to knife Seifer! How do you expect me to react?" She said turning to my dad.
"Look. Let's just do this. Roxas did you or did you not cut Seifer?" My dad looked at me worriedly. He lightly bit his bottom lip and clenched his fist. I wish I could tell him no, but I did cut Seifer. Not on purpose though. I'll just have to explain afterwards.
"Well, yes. But-" Dad's head sank. Mrs. Tifa looked about ready to burst.
"'But' nothing!" She cut in. "Regardless you don't cut someone over a stupid television!"
"Let me finish!" I half screamed. "I was trying to take the knife and-"
"Look." My dad interrupted. He wore a grim frown, and it hurt to know it was aimed at me. "You cut Seifer right?"
"All I want is a yes or no 'sir.' No excuses."
I let out a bitter, "Yes sir."
"Well, first of all I think you owe Seifer an apology. Go on." I looked up at Seifer and mouthed an 'I'm sorry.'
"Roxas!" Mrs. Tifa raised her voice. "You'd better apologize to Seifer NOW!"
"I'm sorry!" I half-yelled.
"Sorry for what?" Dad asked.
"Sorry for cutting you with a knife."
"It's alright Roxas." Seifer said with a sympathetic smile, "I forgave you a long time ago." My insides churned in disgust.
"Ok. Seifer, you're free to go." He got up and let out a sinister smile. I resisted the urge to snarl at him, seeing how I didn't want to sink deeper into trouble. "Roxas. I-I really don't know what to say. We can talk more in the morning. But for now you need to sleep in here on the floor where Hayner was until we can figure things out. Go ahead and go to sleep."
"Wait," I said in disbelief, "you're just gonna take Seifer's word and not hear me out?"
"You already told us what you did Roxas." He said as he started changing. Tifa had already gotten all her clothes and was heading for the bathroom.
"But you didn't let me finish. You didn't hear all I had to say." I pleaded. Surely, this couldn't be the end of it.
"I've heard enough for the night. Now, go to sleep. " He slipped under his covers ready to dose off.
"Roxas, go to sleep!" He said raising his voice. Grudgingly, I looked around for covers, soon realizing Hayner had taken both the covers and the pillow with him while walking out the room. Frustrated, I slammed myself on the ground, bumping my head and scraping the back of my arm on the carpet. I sighed long and hard, and then let myself go. Silent bitter tears fell from my eyes in an endless stream. No comfort in sight, all I could do was ask myself "Why? Why?" I let the words silently escape my lips. Why did my dad have to get married? Why does Mrs. Tifa have a demon for a son? Why am I even still here? For a minute or two, the thought of running away ran its course in my mind. There wasn't any point to staying. I was inevitably going to end up grounded forever. Mrs. Tifa was never going to let this go either. Is there even a point to staying? I rolled over on my side and finally stopped crying. Exhausted, I began to fall asleep. Mrs. Tifa let Selphie back in the apartment and she went into the bathroom with her clothes like Tifa. The lights were turned off and the shower started to run. The sound of the running water began to quell my aching heart, as I drifted off into places unknown. In my sleep, I could find comfort, if even for a couple of hours, from the anxieties of my life. Light shines and fades into black, as I slip into unconsciousness. Pain when I'm awake. Comfort when I sleep. I ask myself now, what's the point of life?