Marxie’s point of view:
I heard my name. “Zexion?!” I didn’t care if my leg hurt or how dizzy I was, I ran. I ran into an ally and ran into his arms. “Zexion!!!” I sobbed. I was happy. I held him tight and close I didn’t want him to leave again. I was on my tiptoes. He held me tight in his arms and kissed the top of my head. He was still wearing his organization coat but then again, so was I. “Marxie?!” Ty yelled running around the corner. I didn’t take my eyes off of Zexion. “I found him, Ty.” I whispered. I took a step back but held onto Zexion’s hand. “Zexion, this is Ty. He was helping me look for you…” I whispered. Ty stood next to me and looked at Zexion cautiously. “would you like to come over to my house for dinner. Marxie’s coming…” Ty said. I think he was just trying to remind me that I had said yes. “it’ll be fun.” I said to Zexion. He looked at me disapprovingly but nodded. Ty led the way and Zexion and I walked a few feet behind him. “why?” I asked. Zexion looked at me and I looked down. “why’d you leave?” I asked. Zexion stopped walking and looked at my face. “what?” I asked. He put his hand on my cheek and looked closer. “what the hell did you run into on the way?” he asked. I felt my forhead and right inbetween my eyes was a cut. When I removed my hand there was blood on my finger tips. “Zexion!!!” I shouted. Ty turned and looked at us. My hands were shaking and tears ran, faster then I could think, down my face. “Make it stop!!!!!!!!!” I cried. He unzipped my coat a little and tore a piece of cloth off of my tank top. He pressed it on the wound and told me to hold it there until we got to Ty’s house.
