Chapter 8 Parting Ways...

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~Kana Pov:~

It was after midnight, and I was drawing something random. It's been a while since I have. I was drawing Patrick from "SpongeBob." My favorite star fish in the sea! He is more of an easy drawing, like I usually draw anime characters, but I love America's culture, so I decided to draw something easy. Patrick. I then started to think about a conversation I had with Hazel tonight, when we were getting ready for bed. She told me she's glad we're best friends... Notice how she said best friends. She considers me her best friend... That just makes me happy! I knew at first, she really didn't like me all that much, so it makes me happy to think we're best friends!

I'm glad I have someone who loves me. Not being loved sucks, it's a scary thought for me. Loving someone means a lot to me. That could be because my mom never was around, and she told me she didn't love me. That could just be my trauma response. I continue to draw more, then I hear someone walk to the kitchen. I turn around and see Asher. I'm so surprised... "You draw?" He asked me, I nodded. "That's cool. Who are you drawing?" He asks, taking a seat next me. 'Great' I thought to myself. "Patrick" I simply stated. I'm not the type of person that wants to be alone. Right now? I do.

"Oo! Childhood memories right there!" He smiled happily; I gave my best fake smile in return. He just watched me draw, didn't even talk the rest of the time, nor make fun of me... Which is very strange coming from Ash. Asher is a very weird person. I kept drawing him, "You know? You don't have to watch. Right?" He nodded, "I know, but I want to." I just nodded. So, I tried to finish the drawing quickly. He put his hands on mine. "I can leave if I'm making you uncomfortable?" I looked at him in shock, then I blushed and quickly turned away. "It's okay," I mumbled, then looking back up at him. "You can stay" he smiled brightly, I then started to take my time. I didn't feel uncomfortable after he said that. I felt calm and happy. I smiled to myself.

~Asher's Pov:~

I watched Kana draw Patrick. I always forget that she's from Japan, and not America. 'She's very good at drawing' I thought to myself. "I'm going to bed now. Night Kana" I smiled at her, leaving. "Goodnight, Asher" she responded back, while focusing back on her drawing. Nice talking to her. I go to my bedroom and fall asleep.

~Itsuki Pov;~

It was so much fun messing around with Yuko! Yuko is the right kind of person to mess with their buttons. I never knew we lived next door. Best. Day. Ever! I can't wait to go over to Jiro's tomorrow! Messing with them more. I laid in bed, just wondering about how tomorrow is going to be. I get up and go to the bathroom. To talk to someone. As soon as I enter, they start talking. "Hello Itsuki" they greeted me. I groaned. "I said it's suki! I don't like Itsuki!" I yelled at the mirror. It chuckled. "Sucks to be you then, huh?" I nodded; they chuckled. I huffed. "You've made new friends?! That's great Itsuki!" The mirror told me, I simply nodded. "Rikona huh? Pain in the ass?" I groaned. "Don't even get me started! She's too mature, acts like she knows everything! On top of that! Everyone thinks she is like a mother figure! While to me! She's a pain in the ass!" The mirror chuckled again. "Sounds like she's a pain in the ass for sure," I nodded.

I look back at the mirror, seeing them look away. "Why not just kill her?" I looked at the mirror confused. "W-what?" I stuttered, taking a few steps back, hitting my back on the wall. "You heard me. Kill her." I gasped. "Mirror! How could you say such a thing!" The mirror chuckled. "I don't like her; you clearly don't like her. Killing her is the only option." The mirror said, trying to get me to do so. I could feel a tear trying to escape my eyes, as my mirror tried to tell me to kill Rikona. I could never do such a thing... Or could I? I looked at my hands, imagining the blood that could be spilled by my own doing. "Itsuki?" The mirror called my name, I looked up, trying my hardest not to cry. "Did you forget?" I then paused; my heart started to speed up. "N-no! I won't let you!" The mirror just chuckled. "Oh, sweet little Itsuki forgot that I can make you do such a thing. A monster, aren't you?" I looked down, making my hands go into a fist. "Fuck you!" I yelled at the mirror, punching it. The mirror broke. I then heard my parents yelling at me... Oh boy...

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