Torn apart | S. Manjirou

72 | Final Battle Pt. 1

You might be confused by Rindou's words about wedding attires, however, it wasn't any of his delusions.

| "Mikey and Y/n wedding plan?" I read the piece of paper given to me by Manjirou again. I was confused, really confused.

Was it a part of his plan? For the past few days he has been acting really weird, something sure bothered him.

Does it mean that everything is ending? Why do I have a weird feeling about it all?

And why this date specifically...|

Here I was, standing in front of the fatal building. I checked the time once again. 11:59 am. One more minute. I looked around, trying to spot anything that would be slightly off, yet there wasn't anything at all. Silence filled the street, making the atmosphere even more tense.

My heart was crazily pounding in my chest, almost crashing the ribs. I stretched out my hands to have a better look, and noticed that they were shaking.

I was nervous.

Where did my confidence go?

Will me and Mikey really kill each other? After all that we had?

And that was the first time I actually thought of it deeper. How did it all start? Right, I was rude to Mikey. What if i never went to the dojo classes? Never talked to him with that tone? Would I not peak his interest? Or maybe we wouldn't be so obsessed with gaining each other's attention...

Where did our time go?

And suddenly, all memories with him flashed in my mind, like some slideshow. The memories of me crying in his arms, him patting my back and saying that it's gonna be okay.

"You lied, Mikey." I replied to imaginary Manjirou, "It has never gotten okay."

My vision got blurry, the whole world seemed to silence down, now that I had remembered the happiest times with my lover.

I started blinking over and over, waving my hands around the eyes, so the hot salty liquid wont escape.
"Fuck, this isn't going according to the plan."

Maybe I should have trusted him the last time? What if he went to see my parents to finally get rid of them? Could those eyes betray me as well? The eyes I have known for more than decade.

"God, give me some strength to go through this." I sobbed, as my gaze fell to my stomach. "I... We need to make it out alive today."

A few moments later I managed to calm myself down, though deep down I knew it was temporary. I found some courage in my actions and stepped inside the building. I checked the surroundings, not sensing hints of another person being here as well.

Was he late?

Is it too late to cancel all plans?

People say that getting in trouble makes you realize important things. And maybe they're right. Because right now I didn't want to do anything but jump into Mikey's arms and say that I believed him.

Or maybe I was just slowly going into psychosis? What would others do if they were me? Was trusting Mikey the best option? After all, my fake parents could be threatening him into saying those type of things.

Minutes were slowly passing by, giving me more anxiety. The time seemed to slow down, and the more I waited, the more it felt like eternity.

I lowered my gaze to my neck and caressed the moon icon on it. I felt dizzy, remembering the day he put it on me. He said I was the moon in his life. And I said that my love to him was eternal.