I introduced Kyoko to Takishi one day and they got along pretty well...to well. She stole him from me. My best friend. She did this. One day Kyoko ran after Takishi and, so did I. Foolish me. They got further and further away, so I stopped chasing. Why did you leave me...then a little later Takishi walked up to me and asked if I was okay.
"Yeah!" he said I looked a little sad. He also told me him and Kyoko were dating now. I looked at him and asked
"you're happy... Right?" he stared at me blankly with a nod as a response.
"That's good..." life goes on. Things happen. Like Mom says. I'm overreacting. I walked home to the same thing.
"It's your fault she's so messed up!" My mom's voice echoed through the empty house.
"You're the b*tch here! Your supposed to do sh*t with her! She's F*cked up because you are! " My dad argued back. He walked into the living room
"Look! Tramps back!" he said in an angry tone as he grabbed an alcohol bottle off the table
"Dad please dont!" I screamed and I put ny hands up above my head in defense. He slammed the bottle on my arms and chuckled a little after
"Why are you alive?" My mom came in the room and looked at me disguised. She slightly parted her lips and I covered my ears
"Answer your f*cking father you little b*tch!" she walked over to me and yanked my hands away from my head and pulled my hair, I yelled but no sound came out. No matter how hard I tried to fight the pain it will always linger in my heart. Maybe I should just...
I went to bed with bleeding wrists like always. I layed down and closed my eyes, but didnt get much rest. At 2am I woke up again and as I reached for the door I collapsed to the floor. Memories, years of pain flooded my mind, my thoughts. I reached over to the knife at the side of my bed and unconsciously stabbed my thigh. 'That...that didnt hurt...' I thought to myselfas tears flooded my eyes. My body knew what I was gonna do before I even thought of it. I stabbed my other thigh to make sure the pain was still missing. I looked at the moon and said
"I'll be back another day...I'll see you again...please watch over my soul till then..." I felt the last river of tears run down my cheek as I pressed the blade tip to my chest. I took one last breath and impeled the knife into my heart as deep as I could before I fell to the floor. Motionless. Now. I. Will. Stop. Hurting...Right?
~Ayami's story END~