Chasing The Moon

Chapter 41

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✨💚ALSO HAPPY VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE. IF YOU DON'T HAVE A DATE YOU CAN BE MINE 💛✨

I know I'm double updating but...oh well.

Tw: Heavy language, blood, abuse

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I turned to my dad, worry washing over me. Why did Kei have to show up right now?

My dad groaned, pulling me off the bars.

"Be quiet and don't go anywhere," he snapped, removing his hand off of me and headed towards the stairs. I sunk to my knees, slightly dazed, hands quivering. I was almost tempted to stop him, but I still couldn't move, my heart pounding in my chest so hard it felt like my ribs were gonna break.

I leaned against one of the bars, watching my dad disappear under me. I stayed quiet so I could hear what they were saying to each other.

"Where's Tadashi? I want to talk to him," Kei asked.

If only I had stayed there. God, I'm always worrying him.

"He's not here."

Everything went silent for a second before Kei's yelling made me jump.

"Bullshit! Where would he go in the cold by himself at two in the morning!? Stop fucking around with me, you pervert."

I clutched the bar, letting my head droop. I held one hand over my mouth to keep back the laughter from Kei's insult.

"Listen, I don't know who you think you are, but you can get out of my house right now," my dad yelled.

"I'm his fucking boyfriend. Get your hands off me and let me see him."

I stood up quickly, dashing around to the top of the stairs.

"Dad! Please don't hurt him. Listen, just let him talk to me and we'll be done okay?"

Kei relaxed at my sight, but I could see the anger and fear in his eyes as he grasped at my dads' hand, who was grabbing at his shirt.

My dad looked to Kei and then back at me, reluctantly letting go of his shirt. I dashed down the stairs so fast I almost tripped, desperately reaching my arms out for him.

Kei smiled, holding his arms out for me to hug him, but I was suddenly stopped.

My dad grabbed me by the back of my shirt, wrapping an arm around my neck. I watched as Kei's eyes went from even a little happy to angry, his fists clenched. I flinched whenever I felt the cold silver against my skin, blades just barely grazing the surface.

"Listen, if you don't leave right now, well, I'm sure you know what'll happen," my dad remarked, tightening his grip on me. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, almost like I was begging Kei to do something.

I know he can't, I know we're both powerless right now, but I just wanted him to do something, anything.

If only I never left.

Kei relaxed with a sigh, rubbing his hands through his hair.

"Fine, I'll leave, just don't hurt him."

My lips started to quiver as I sunk into my dad's chest, trying to back away from his knife. I didn't want him to leave, I just wanted him to stay here. Even if it was so I wouldn't get hurt, it felt like he was just giving up on me.

As Kei started to back away, my dad's arm dropped, and before he could grab me again I sprinted away from him, right into Kei's arms.

He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight.

"Please don't leave," I beg, clutching his shirt, "I'm sorry for leaving you, just don't leave me here."

He rubbed my hair and sighed, setting a hand on my shoulder to bring me to look at him.

"It's gonna be okay," he said with a smile, pulling me back in and whispering in my ear, "I've got a plan."

Once again he was protecting me from my own problems.

I nodded, hugging him tightly one more time before letting go, turning to my dad. He still had his knife clutched in his hand, eyebrows and nose scrunched up. I couldn't tell if he was just mad because he's a terrible person or upset I was so close with Kei.

He was right, an absolute pervert.

I looked back at Kei who was stepping out the door, giving a small wave to me before shutting the door behind him. I just wanted to follow him, I could just go home with him and sleep with him and be happy. But, I had to trust him, I had to hope whatever he had planned would work out.

I frowned, fiddling with my fingers. Inhaling to hold back the tears looming to spill out, I turned around, ready to make my way back up the steps and whatever my dad was going to do with me. I just had to ride it out.

But, I stood frozen in place as something sharp stung in my stomach, paralyzing me. I wish I had noticed my dad there sooner, because as I looked down, the very knife my dad had in his hands was now in me, a wave of panic washing through me.

No...he wouldn't. Kei left like he wanted! Why would he do that?!

He pulled it out, my entire shirt turning red from underneath. Although I knew deep down it was a pointless attempt, I clutched at my stomach, trying to stop the bleeding. My dad grabbed my arm, dragging me...somewhere.

I couldn't tell where, because my vision kept fading in and out of view. I stumbled under my feet, whatever he was saying was just muffled as I stared at my wounds, partly from shock and partly from the pain.

It was making its way throughout my entire body, every inch of me stinging. I dropped to my knees, unable to hold myself up any longer. It felt like I was sinking through the floor, my hands slipping out from under me every time I tried to prop myself back up.

My dad's shadowy figure appeared above me, and I lost the feeling of the floor as he picked me up, my almost lifeless arms and legs helplessly dangling.

It was weird because right now I usually wouldn't mind this. I'd be thinking 'Finally, it's about time.' or something like that, but all that I could feel was frustration and...what as it? A want to live?

No...that feels off.

Even so, I could only think of one thing right now.

I don't want to die.

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I'm giving you permission to yell at me

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