Waking up in the morning, I found it hard to believe that I was still in my own body. I was meaning to finally leave this Earth yesterday, but there were some... objections. I won't say whether they were good or not... it was just... unexpected.
As I sat up on my bed and looked around the room, I took a hint that Kamukura left after I fell asleep. To be honest, I wonder what happened last night... was it real..? Did Kamukura really mean what he said...
I shoved my face into a pillow, cussing out my embarrassment. I could feel my heart pitter-pat as I thought about what even happened while my body and face burned up.
"Fuck!" It was the only word that seemed to escape my mouth as I threw my pillow aside and got out of bed.
As I neared closer to the bathroom, I stood in front of the mirror. There I still was.
I lifted up my shirt as I examined the scar left behind from the previous night and now noticed how big the gash was, starting from the upper right chest to the bottom left quadrant of the body.
Even when I went to the kitchen and living room, it almost seemed like yesterday never even happened, however there was only one minor difference.
MY KNIVES ARE ALL GONE
Now how the fuck am I going to smear jam on my bagel...
He even took away my butter knife...
It was weird to think about the fact that I still had school to attend and the fact that I wouldn't be showing up to school today if it weren't for Kamukura... I'm so hungry... and mentally unstable... I'll just have to see how things will turn out in our next tutor session.
I felt my face burn up again thinking about him as I cursed to my ceiling before leaving the front door.
(a/n: I'm so sorry if the story is becoming non-transitional and super random ;-; I just want to release a new Kamukoma story)
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[Kamukoma] Unpredictable Love
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