Why did he deserve to be with the people he loved?
Had he, through his crimes against her, denied her that forever?
Never again to enjoy the smile on her sweet face.
To feel the small hands that lovingly and proudly grasped hers and held her with...
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Italicized text: Lea and Jessyca's memories.
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Roxas, Isa and the others stared at their friend in horror. Was he serious? He wanted her to actually kill him? Maybe he had a plan and just wanted to buy some time? Jessyca also looked up at him without saying a word. Her fingers were tingling and her palm was glowing. She wanted so much to make him pay for everything he had done to her. But now that he was standing in front of her, so lost and helpless, with that remorseful look, something was stopping her. But she could not let herself be distracted by him under any circumstances. Too often, he had already played this game with her. The young woman looked at her palms, which were still glowing. "Oh yes, and how you deserve it," she then looked back up at him with a scowl. "And this act you're pulling here, about remorse and understanding, it might work on your friends, but it won't work on me. I know exactly what kind of monster you are, Axel, and that you won't be able to hide it from them for too long, no matter how hard you try. And you know it too! So don't think your innocent puppy-dog eyes will save your damn life! The life you don't deserve!" Again balls of blue fire formed in her palms, she would not tolerate another interruption. "Say goodbye to your friends, Axel. Because you're going to leave them now!" she said in a determined voice and the blue ball of fire flew straight towards to the redhead ...
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A tender touch woke her from her sleep. Slowly, the young woman opened her blue eyes, which seemed so empty and lost after all they had done to her, and for hours. His green eyes looked down at her and he continued to run tenderly over the dark hair. "Time to get up, my beautiful one, it's time!" he then let go of her and stood up. Jessyca sat up, at least she tried. Every bone in her body ached and the burning of his handprint on her chest, almost drove her out of her mind. The poor young woman looked questioningly at the red-haired man. The latter fetched clothes from the closet and a large towel. Axel looked over at the young woman sitting on his bed, staring at him in confusion. She didn't seem quite sure what he wanted from her. Her body was dirty and even without the rose thorn scars and the other injuries on her skin, it made her look very pitiful.
