Just Run...

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[A boy in tattered fishnets, torn bloodied shirt, and black platform boots  was running. Running for his life. This time he knew he could make it. He could escape his life. His life of abuse, torture, neglect... Everything someone so young should never experience. He had to get away. He couldn't take it anymore.

It seemed no matter how fast he ran, his 'Pimp' was right on his tail. He watched every street corner, every alley, every motel, every car... No matter where Roxas ran, he was there to drag him back to the degrading life he grew to know.

Turning down an alley, he continued on, it seemed to grow darker and darker with every step. The sound of his pimp chasing him fading... Maybe he was falling behind... Maybe he could make it this time!

Once the sound of being followed had stopped, he realized he was surrounded in darkness... Then it soon faded into a dim lit hall...]

...W-Where am I?

[The terror was evident in his eyes... But regardless of where he was, he was safe from his pimp. But, how was he to know that where he ended up was better than where he was...?]

Comments

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

[Ah, geez. Catfight. Axel's definitely watching his fingers, there, stepping back, at a loss.]

Both of you, chill out!

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

Get the damn pants-less slut off of me and I will chill out!

[Grabs one of the other Roxas' feet and starts to twist it in the wrong direction. If the brat doesn't get off soon, he's going to break it.]

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[ This was beyond catfight. This was a full out bitch-war. And Roxas doesn't roll over for anyone. Not easily anyway. ]

O-Ouch! Quit you cow-whore! [ That seemed to be his new nickname for this guy.

At the twisting of his foot, Roxas just pulled his hair even harder, then soon began resorting to just down right cruel tactics. He bit him. Bit him hard on his shoulder, and he didn't let go. Roxas seemed to be good at clinging to things. ]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

...

[ ._. ]

This is ridiculous.

[Axel gives up. Seriously. What can he do?]

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

Ow! You god damn slut!

[Chakram the slut in the face! That would be something you could do Axel.] Ugh, you're worthless Axel!

[That snapping noise? That would be him breaking Roxas' ankle. He's moving onto the next foot now. He gave the kid fair warning, after all... And having his hair pulled was getting old, really fast.]

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[ Ok, he felt that. But come on, this is a guy who is stabbed daily. However, he does back off...or rather, slides off his back and begins rolling on the ground. ]

You stupid fat whore cow! Fuck you! You better sleep with one eye open, cuz' i'm gonna cut you in your sleep! [ Yea, he meant that. ]

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

... [Served Roxas right? The ankle thing, not the hair-pulling thing. The other Roxas.

Oh, screw it, this is confusing.]

Ignore him. [Grabs for his Roxas' wrist and drags him away.] Let's just go.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Y-Yeah! That's right! You run away you whore cow! o-ow... You better watch your back! Both of you!

[ And he is just going to lay there for a while. On the ground. In pain. Thanks. ]

[destati-13.livejournal.com]

[Roxas rubs at his scalp a little, still looking pissed at the other Roxas. It was a good thing Axel started dragging him away, because he was sorely tempted to stomp on the kid.]

Fine... and you! [growls at Roxas] Go find some other Axel to screw around with. This one is mine!

[foralostcause.livejournal.com]

... W-wow, Rox... [Just going to keep walking away, thanks. Sorry, other Roxas, maybe you should find someone to help you with that ankle.]