Cracked Up

I : Your To Blame

Disclaimer: 

This story contains death, violence, suicide, self harm, blood, trauma, abuse, drugs, detailed gore, slight NSFW, SPOILERS, and teenagers.

If you can not handle any of these things, then this story is not for you. 

Thinking: 'Hi'

Talking: "Hi"

Action: *Clapped*

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Takemichi Pov:

I remember the first time I ever time leaped. I remember it all, the day I found out my First and the last girlfriend died, when I got pushed onto the train tracks by one of my best friends when I woke up after like nothing happened just to realize that I was 12 years in the past. I just thought it was a long dream . . . and I kinda wish it was. Now I find myself lying here in a hospital bed staring at a white ceiling, covered in blood and bandages.

'All I wanted to do is make sure everyone was safe and happy, but instead, I just ended up killing Draken' I thought as I stared at the ceiling, my eyes were heavy but I wasn't tired. The pain was gone because of the drugs that the doctors gave me, but It still somehow hurt. I shivered under my thin blankets, thinking about how bad the mistake I made was. " Yeah, it's all your fault"-???

I flinched once I heard a voice echo throughout my mind. It didn't sound like me at all, and yet I could hear it in my head. " Wha- who are you? who's there" I said in a weak but loud voice. Speaking so loud hurt my throat but I was so surprised by the sudden intrusion that I didn't realize it. "What do you mean? I'm you stupid" The voice replayed in a bored tone. I was extremely confused, I looked around the room but it was empty. The only sight of life in the room was me and the plant that rested next to me.

"I just said that I'm you, what do you want a mirror," says the voice still ringing in my head. I calm myself down so I could understand my situation a bit more." Well if your me then why do you sound different?" I asked. It was silent for a few minutes, it was almost like the voice didn't know how to answer the question. "I don't know" Their answer took me by surprise.' How does someone not know what they sound like?' I asked myself as I relaxed into the hospital bed. "Well, could you explain to me how were the same person?" I asked. I think I finally lost my mind, I guess that's what happened when you're forced to watch your loved one's die, or be in life-or-death situations.

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"So you're telling me that your like another person but we share the same body ?" I ask to make sure I was hearing it right. 'you got to be kidding me' I thought. "yep" the voice replied. I noticed the voice sounds annoyed like they were forced to be here. " Well do you have a name?" I asked. I realized have been referring to them as 'The Voice' this entire time. "No, and if I did then it would be the same as yours" He replied.

" No, that would be way too confusing," I say as I slightly shake my head, regretting it instantly as a shock of pain went through my body. 'This medication sucks ass' I thought as I wince from the pain. "Do you mind if I just give you one" I ask. " Yeah sure, if that would make it easier for you," He says, sounding as though he hasn't slept in three years. "How about- Tatsuki?" I infer, I thought since we share the same body, might as well make the name somewhat similar. " Yeah sounds good to me " Tatsuki replayed, but it sounded like he didn't care either way. "Alright Tatsuki, why did you say that what happened is my fault," I ask, It was quite a rude introduction.