I always wondered where my aunt was. I haven't seen her since the day the mad man came. I want to know if she's fine. She wasn't home that day.
I turn my mind to Kowa. She's sleeping on my chest. My bandage is still on but my white shirt is placed on top. I move away a few hairs touching Kowa's nose and lips.
I haven't showered in days. I wonder how terrible I smell. My hair is awfully weird texture and a tad bit too greasy than normal. But Kowa still ran her hand through my hair. Kowa breaths gently and moves a little. Kowa squirms slightly and I can't help but kiss Kowa on the forehead.
Kowa groans sleepily and I smile. Sleepiness fills my eyes and body. I realized I haven't slept in a few days. I yawn and stretch out my arms slightly. My eyelids slowly shut and I'm out cold.
***
My eyes flutter open gently and I wake up to Kowa pointing a gun at me. I stare back at her in surprise. Just yesterday Kowa was smiling and laughing. I raise my hands up gently and Kowa adjusts her fingers on the gun.
Kowa had another nightmare. I don't dare say anything or touch her. What I'm surprised about is that I didn't hear her scream and she looks so calm. Kowa points the gun at my forehead and I start to panic. Come on Kowa. Realize this is all a dream. Come on Kowa. She doesn't drop the gun. Kowa's concentration never falters.
I look at Kowa deep in the eyes like I did before but she only glares at me in so much hatred words can't describe it.
I keep my hands raised and Kowa keeps her gun raised. Kowa still didn't drop the gun. She should by now. Her glare doesn't change. I move forward a little and she shoots. I duck quickly and the bullet causes a large hole in the wall. I start to tremble. Her aim was so accurate.
Kowa almost shot me. She fired but I ducked. I could've died in seconds.
Kowa stares at me and adjusts her fingers once again. I slowly place my hands down. They were getting tired and she seemed to be calming down. Kowa lowers down the gun to surrender and a coolness fills me up. I stand up quickly, ready to walk to Kowa but Kowa shoots my leg and I scream in such a way, even worse than Kowa's.
Kowa's eyes slowly dawn in realization. Kowa drops the gun and screams. She runs to me and starts to cry crazily. Kowa inspects my leg and cries continuously. Her gentle fingers are threatening to touch my leg. She rubs at her eyes and her face is growing bright red. My vision starts to blur and I see a red, dark puddle forming near my leg.
Kowa grabs something and she yells at herself. My vision is blurring and my hearing is decreasing. I see Kowa running around frantically looking mad, upset, angry, and so much more.
Kowa grabs my hands and slowly releases them. She leaves the hut hurriedly and that's all I see. My vision is all black and nothing else.
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Our Mental Love
Teen Fiction"She coughs lowly. I stare back at her. She looks up at me. Her eyes are beautiful and so deep. They mean something much more than emotion. I wonder if my eyes are like that." -Our Mental Love This is a story about Darren's slightl...