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Zexion peered into the room Roxas and the nurse were in. He frowned at the sight of Roxas holding his head and the talk about Demyx and obviously Axel. "Where's Demyx? Can I go see him?" he asked hoarsely, eyes watering and chin trembling. he couldn't help it... When Zexion was in his time of need, Demyx came to talk to him and make himf eel better. Now, Demyx needed him. "I...I just want to talk to him... I...I think he n-needs me... I...I can't just abandon him again... Please..."

Zexion's frown deepened as he looked at Roxas. He had dark circles around his eyes. He looked exhausted and aggrivated. It deepened even further at his words. "Ah... I...I guess I understand it just for safe measure..," he said softly. Pain and guilt shot across his features at Roxas' mention of going to see Axel. "I...I think I will go...see him," he said in an eerily calm, quiet, low tone. "I hope you feel better, Roxas... I'd take the time to get some sleep... You look exhausted. Don't want to get sick..," he added in a softer tone before turning around and leaving the room. He headed straight down to the free clinic of the hospital. He peered into the few rooms there were before coming upon an open door with Axel sitting on a bed with a pissed off look on his face. His clawed-up arm was being tended to and his broken nose was being held by his other hand, cloth stopping the bleeding. "Axel," he said quietly, looking at him with sad eyes. "Why are you here?" he asked in that same quiet, disappointed tone.

"I heard you yelling at each other," he said in a slightly colder voice. "Demyx is in the psyche ward, apparently, not allowed visitors. And...frankly...I don't think you have room to be complaining about him attacking you. He almost died on my doorstep before my...ex saved him. Because of you." His eyes shot ice at Axel now. "I don't even want to look at you. You want to know why I stopped calling you? Because I don't love you. I never will love you. You're the reason I lost the person I do love and always will. You're the reason my best friend is having a mental breakdown. I feel very compelled to have you arrested for everything you've done to Demyx. So don't you dare try to complain about him freaking out on you. I would have done the same if you came into my room. I may not have beat the s**t out of you, but I would have had you removed from my sight. Do you love Demyx? No. Not that I've seen. Does Demyx love you? Maybe he has hope that you're kind deep down inside and that you love him. Consider this me breaking up with you in place of Demyx. If you really love him, you're gonna have to do a damn good job of proving you do and that you won't hurt him again before I even let you near him. Don't sleep with anyone else, go to anger management classes, do whatever the ******** you think you need to do and more if you really love him. And even then, you might not get him back. You've traumatized him, Axel. He's never going to be the same. He may act like the same Demyx, but he'll never be the same. Ever. I would love it if you would drop all of his stuff off in front of my apartment when you get home. If not, I'll come get it myself. But he will not be living with you anymore. I won't allow him to, and you know damn well I won't. I almost lost him once because of you. I won't lose him again." He stood there with his arms crossed, looking as strong as he possibly could in his weak state, icy glare shooting straight into Axel's eyes.

"I know I'm not innocent, Axel. We both cheated on our boyfriends. And what does it matter if I like you or don't anyway? What does it really matter to you? You don't like me or you you wouldn't have made it your first priority to leave everytime you came over right after we were done. If you had cared, you would have at least stayed for like ten minutes afterward. No, you took two minutes to piss then would get dressed and leave. Every time." He looked away from Axel, a scowl set on his face. "And I'm still breaking up with you for him until you can prove to me you really care about him, because, of what I've seen, and I've seen a lot, you don't really love him. Else you would have stayed home everytime I called you up in hysterics. It may have all been on accident, but I don't see it that way."

Zexion was silent for a few moments before his gaze softened a bit. He walked over and sat beside Axel. "I'm sorry... I...I shouldn't have gone to that party and gotten drunk... It's just...Demyx sounded like he needed me there, and...and I couldn't just tell him no... I...I just couldn't stop after that... I couldn't resist you...and it felt so wrong because I loved...love Roxas with all of my heart... And now I...I think I already lost him..." He started soft and ended in a whisper, voice shakey. "And...for the record...I...I never hated you for coming over...I hated myself for calling you. I hated you because Demyx always seemed so hurt when he talked about you, but I knew he wouldn't leave you... I just...didn't want him hurt anymore... He's like a little brother to me, and I feel like I have to protect him..." He was smiling slightly now, sadly. "I guess I just ended up hurting everyone... Sometimes I wonder what good I even am... I never seem to do things right... I always screw s**t up..."

Zexion's damns got flat-out obliterated by Axel's hug. He let the tears of stress, worry, self-hate and all-around uselessness stream down his cheeks. "Y-You d-don't know h-how bad I w-wanted to k-k-kill myself when I l-locked myself i-in my apartment...b-but I wanted to suffer for what I d-did, so I ate just enough to keep me alive... I hate myself so much..," he sobbed loudly, allowing his face to drop onto Axel's shoulder. "I-I hate myself... I sh-shouldn't even be alive. I j-just c-cause everyone around me and that I care about p-pain and tears a-and sadness... I-I'm so h-h-horrible..," he sobbed, soaking Axel's shoulder. "I hate me... I hate me so much..."

Zexion sniffled and relaxed a bit against Axel. He was silent as he tried to calm himself down. "Thank you, Axel..," he said quietly, looking down at his lap as he twiddled his fingers in it. He was quiet a bit more. "I think I lost Roxas... I...I think he's gone for good... I guess that's better for him than being with me anyway..," he said sadly, tears flowing to his eyes.