Chapter 51
Dad was not happy at all with my rash decision to fly to America without his consent. Apparently, he had been on the tipping scale of allowing me to go to Harvard, but I just had to leave the house without even letting him say the word.
"I apologize, dad, it was in the heat of the moment."
He sighed on the other end of the line, before asking if I was doing fine in the school with a tone filled with guilt. I knew the reason why he felt like that. It was because the question that he asked was almost directed to my brother for the past 16 years of my life.
All his questions, 'are you eating properly?' 'Did you make any friends?' 'Were the professors hard on you?'
All of them.
They were originally meant for Light.
"I'm fine," I replied shortly and didn't want to elaborate the topics with him. It wasn't that I was salty, no, I already knew they had favoured me more than Light. But the feeling of hearing those words is the sole reason because I made an outburst...
What if I had never left home?
What if I had never cried about how unfair they treated me?
Those words would have never been asked.
Time had passed like an abandoned bullet train. Before I knew it, it had already been a month since my arrival in America and my base was almost finished reconstructing. I had ordered the fourth level to be a huge room filled with obstacles and structured to be able to change its grounds and decorations according to the control room's will.
There were 3 modes. A forest mode where artificial trees made out of wood would rise up from the ground and the obstacles were basically structured like a maze, walls higher than the average human would rise up and serve as a shield for oncoming fire.
A darkened mode where it was structured more with more round tunnels as the obstacles and was set in the dark.
A desert version where the test subjects would literally take their battle with the roaring wind and dancing sand.
My battle royale field was finished.
"Is Light still mad at me?" I asked into the phone as dad's voice suddenly stiffened, stuttering out a couple of 'um's' and 'er's' before answering that Light was busy preparing for his final exams for graduating.
It was so weird because, for the past month, Light had barely spoken to me even though he was the one that suggested calling back every single week. Four times, I called. And out of the four, he had only answered my request to speak with him once. Other than that, his excuse was that he was busy preparing for his exams.
I bit my lip and tore off the dead skin. Why was he so angry? I could understand if he saw me as a valuable pawn or even partner if I was valuing myself to be so high in his mind, but-
Did he actually see me as a love interest?
I fluttered my eyelashes down to the ground as our last moment in the house echoed through my mind.
I had been serious from the beginning, Sayu.
I felt my mind race towards his face before sending butterflies to flutter around in my stomach again. The pendant on my chest glimmered in the corner of my eyes, reminding me of the promise that I made to Light.
Light was not the type to lie about his feelings when he didn't have any purpose in manipulating them further. There was really no reason for him to use this as a weapon to bind me further to himself if he didn't have any attachments to me. It wasn't like I was thick-headed or anything, I just didn't trust his words to contain sincere emotions.
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Scarlet Crimson [Light x Reincarnated OC]
FanfictionTransmigration into Death Note as Sayu and before the Death Note anime starts? Well, either my brother dies or I die. There is no other option. Warning: this is dark, you have been warned. I do not own Death Note BUT I OWN THIS FANFIC, IF YOU COPY M...