The Prison Room

guns and bullets

Yuzu's POV

"What do we have here." I asked and Matsuri immediately showed me towards the storage area. I was impressed really. Never had anything more than a few guns on my back.

The whole area was filled to the top.

New machinery in every corner. I licked the blood on my lips and chuckled to myself.

Matsuri herself was impressed by how long she has kept all of these in tack."Is this good for you Yuzu?"

I took a quick stepped forward and placed her hands on her shoulder confidently

"More than enough." I said and grinned widely. Hands on my waist, i immediately got to work.

Cause god, my lover is kinda stuck and sucked up with a whole psychotic family. And I'm in charge of making them pay.

Theres no fucking way in hell I am going to let those dirty hands touch Mei. No fucking way.

I stocked up everything that I had and needed. Guns, knives. Bullets. Yeah, everything you name it. Gathered men from all walks of life that were willing to help track down Mei with me. Many people from the Prison took the oath and went ahead with the team. We Stood outside and faced the cruel world. Cold depressing and dark. No emotions attached to it. Everyone was feeling the same way as I was. Our teeths was jagged and hands clenched together the same way you would hold your enemy and full time rival.

"I miss this feeling. " I stated " It seems like yesterday when I built this prison for survivors." I laughed and turned away.

"Theres so many things I'm starting to regret actually."

"What are those?" Matsuri asked but didnt made any eye contact with me as she was doing the finishing touches.

"That I didnt save everyone earlier." I paused, " and that maybe if I did. Life for everyone including Mei might have been better."

I knew there was honestly no used repeating the same words over and over again to myself but it just felt comforting.

Matsuri didnt want to say anything and chip into my messed up emotions. She just shocked her head in disagreement and said nothing more.

There was a feeling that boiled inside me. A feeling that I couldnt seem to get rid the whole time.

Anger.

fury anger.

The type of anger you would like to use when you write a whole damn essay. But in my terms. This angry boils me so much that there are really no words to describe it.

"Yuzu let's go." Matsuri Pats my  shoulders lightly and walks ahead

"Everyone's ready already?" I turned behind and saw that almost everyone was gone. Was I seriously just hallucinating

"You were like talking to yourself goddamn it yuzu." They shouted and I felt stupid.

God. Let's just get this over with.
Guns and bullets where packed around me and secured to my body. We had tightened the security around the prison to make sure no one enters.

No one enters and no one leaves until I make sure everything is safe. I bought small smoke booms in Hopes to blind their vision EXACTLY how they blinded Mei.

I got in the car and tried to track Mei down from there. I had places a tracer on her quite long time ago when she first entered the Prison.

You know?

Just in case she didnt ended up escaping and doing this. And I might be able to find her and fix things.

Yeah finally things may come in handy now. All is left is hope that her family didnt notice that I did split such item in her and immediately remove it.

No, I shouldn't be complaining right now. I need to focus. Think yuzu. Think.

We need to locate Mei.

Where would be the best place.

Her house?

Her school?
I-
Wait.

Our meeting place.

Bingo.
Damn I'm suddenly so smart. Kudos to me-
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Mei POV

I knew my body was about to give up on me anytime soon. I was just waiting for when it will. Blood covered my scars and overwhelmed my body. My entire experience with my family was never a great a charming one. With red, flesh and ugly marks that were surrounded every inch on my skin.

My skin became rusty and my lips where chipped. Having a nice patch of skin was considered rare now.

"Fuck." I cursed and honestly I do that so often it's part of my daily life at this point. "Its so fucking hot here."

My body was filled with sweat and endless bleeding scars. I had warped myself up with a cloth I randomly found in one of these rooms.

"I wonder if anyone is even going to come." I said. I was starting to lose hope at this point. 2 weeks has passed and no news.

"Yuzu—when are you going to come back and love me again?" I wondered and traced the lines on my shoulder. " j miss you so much. Do you- not love me anymore?"

"Have I done something wrong."

I think I'm going insane.

"Help"

I think i lost something today

"Yuzu."

I think that she found someone

"New."

New?

No of course not. Yuzu isnt that type of person. She -

She saved me? From my family members? Is that right? Is that even legal? Wait. What's happening I'm so confused.

"Do I love Yuzu?" I dig my nails into my chided skin and bit my lips. "I—"

I've been talking to myself for at least an hour now.

Are you coming yet yuzu?