Namine's White Knight

Namine silently climbed the stairs of the apartment she shared with Roxas, tears starting to well up more with every step she took. Soft moaning and grunting, with the occasional squeak of the bed, were emitting from the upstairs room where she and Roxas slept. In her heart, she knew what was going on upstairs, but she didn't want to believe that Roxas would hurt her so badly. When she reached the top of the stairs, she stopped at the slightly ajar door and stood there, listening to the sounds of Roxas groaning, and some woman moaning in response. Her hand shot up to cover her mouth as the tears rolled unchecked down her cheeks as her original thoughts were confirmed. Roxas was cheating on her with another woman!

Having to see it for herself, Namine braced herself and, silently as she could, opened the door a little further so she could see inside. She almost broke down and screamed when she what saw was going on inside. Roxas and Olette, one of her best friends, were in Namine's bed, having sex! Olette's red hair was wet from a shower and matted around her face as she moaned when Roxas thrusted himself deeply inside her body. Roxas, also wet from a shower, was smiling down at her, whispering sweet things to her and claimed things that made Namine want to throw up the grief was making her so sick.

Namine could only watch, tears flowing freely down her cheeks, as Roxas let out the loudest groan yet and pushed himself hard against Olette, and Olette almost screamed out in pleasure as they both finished. Seeing her chance, Namine threw open the door and stomped in. Olette yelped in surprise and embarrassment as she pushed Roxas off of her and pulled the covers up over her body. With scorn, Namine observed Olette had larger breasts than her.

"Namine?" Roxas asked, looking confused, "What are you doing home from work so early?" He got up off the bed and quickly put on a pair of faded blue jeans that had been lying on the floor. He zipped them halfway up and didn't bother with the rest as he gestured back at Olette on the bed. "This isn't what it looks like, honey," he tried to lie.

"It's exactly what it looks like!" Namine yelled angrily, rearing back and slapping him hard across the face hard enough to make he stagger, "We're through, Roxas!" She gave a death glare to Olette, as if daring her to say anything. When she didn't, Namine spun on her heel, and stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her. She took the stairs two at a time, and didn't stop as she flew out the door. She didn't bother getting into her old truck, she just ran down the sidewalk, running flat out towards the outskirts of town. People looked at her strangely as she flew past them, pointing her out to their friends as they passed her, or as she passed them by as they enjoyed a nice chat on the stoops.

Namine didn't stop running until she reached a small, two-story apartment on the outskirts of town. She slammed against the door, beating on it and calling loudly, "Sora! Sora, answer the door, please!"

When the door opened, Namine jumped forward and wrapped her arms around who she thought was Sora, crying, "Sora! Sora, I caught him! I caught him cheating on me with that bitch Olette! Oh, Sora!" She crumbled down and strong arms caught her; arms that she felt weren't Sora's. But she didn't care; the arms felt strong and comforting, what she was wanting. The arms scooped her up and she felt herself being carried further into the house. She didn't care about that either. She just turned her head and buried it into a hard chest, as if hiding from the world, and clung to the person's strong body. From what she could feel, the person was very strong and muscled, but the heart she felt beating was warm and slow, lulling her to sleep. The last thing she remembered was the scent of lavender fabric softener emitting from the person's shirt.

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