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Y/n felt confused seeing him being like this. How can he even think of eating in this situation?
Hearing no reply he again asks. "Hello? I'm talking to you girl! Do you have anything that we can have?"
She wasn't sure how she should reply. She was scared. Scared enough to forget what she has that can be eaten. But she still tries to remember her hardest.
"T-There a-are some vegetables on the fridge a-and a packet of r-ramen on the t-top shelf," she says with her shaky voice.
When her mind was at its peace all of a sudden she started to think about how he might kill her. Just the thought of it sends shivers down her spine.
Then what will happen when that really happens? Just then the realization yet another time hit her. What more can she do anyway? She sighs.
"Alright I'll cook some ramen then," he said from the kitchen.
He opens the fridge and takes the vegetables that he can have with the ramen. Taking them he goes to the sink and washes them. Then he went to the shelf and took out two packets of ramen.
He let the ramen be prepared on the stove while he cut the vegetables into small portions. When he took the knife in his hand, he was awestruck.
"This knife is beautiful!" He whispered to himself.
After he was done he let the vegetable be cooked with the ramen. Meanwhile, he adds spices to add some flavour. While he was cooking he decided to continue his story from there.
"I won't be a pain in the ass saying, 'I'm not crazy.' I know I'm insane. I knew since the very beginning. It's my parents who neglect me. My warnings.
When I was a teen...hm...I don't remember how old I was but I think I was 13. I felt like I was changing. I was feeling worried for myself so I told literally everyone to gather attention and to get a solution," he looked down and a sad smile could be seen on his face.
Y/n sees and understands that his past still bothers him though he doesn't want to show it.
"But they all laughed it off saying it's just puberty and I'm overreacting. I also kind of understood what they meant and thought I really may be overreacting. After all, everyone hits puberty once.
Maybe the changes that I was feeling were nothing but the changes happening to my body and mind. That's what I thought," he sighs.
Y/n didn't want to but she felt a bit bad for him. After all, he didn't want to be mentally imbalanced. He tried to warn them.
"But even after when I was 19. I felt strange. My anger. It was reaching its climax. I for no reason would scream at them," he chuckles bitterly.
"Then after screaming when I saw the concerned looks on their faces, I felt like an ungrateful brat who doesn't respect his parents.
That pitiful teenager then ran to his room, locked himself, and cried himself to sleep.
My anger was getting out of control and now I was getting violent as well. So for the sake of my parents and myself, I locked myself in my room and refused to come out.
I only would come out when they weren't around or were sleeping so that I could have something to eat. That was also the time when I stopped going to college. I spent most of the time in my room.
I didn't even realize that I was turning into a heartless monster. I was often having emotional breakdowns. And then a time came when the emotions I showed stopped making sense.
I was showing a lot of different emotions at a time. At times I was happy then the other time I'll be upset.
It got worse so much so that my parents got concerned. But that made me get worked up. Why did they realize it only after it got worse? Why couldn't they see that when I started to lock myself in my room? Did they not care enough to notice?
That's when they decided to send me to the mental hospital." A teardrop fell down. But he was emotionless.
"But by the time they decided so, I was already 20 and could say a crazy psycho. At first, I really wanted to turn myself into a mental hospital. I even tried to but my parents punished me for being stupid," he scoffs.
Y/n felt very much concerned knowing what had happened.
"But when they finally agreed to send me to the hospital I already changed my mind. I was happy living, by the way, I'm now. I didn't want to change. Now it was a part of my life.
My ego was one of the main reasons. It told me to not go because I wanted my parents to suffer for not thinking through this before. And then I did something that I shouldn't have.
I used to regret that a lot. Like a lot. To the point where I tried to suicide but of course, our so-called good citizens won't let that happen. They stopped me. And I stopped trying to end my life. That helped the beast inside me grow even more.
And now I'm very much happy about what I've done. Though I regret that my poor siblings had to suffer as well," he shows a confused expression.
Y/n felt concerned. He didn't even leave his siblings?
"What did you do to them?" She asks because as a person who has siblings, she couldn't take it.
"When I was about to stab mom, that crazy bitch. My siblings came in my way," he says.
Y/n was stunned. How could someone talk of their mother like that?
"Don't get me wrong. My siblings were my life. I loved them very much but at that time my mind wasn't in the right place. Wait...when was it even?" He started laughing.
The way he laughed gave her chills. How could he still joke while talking about such serious matters?
"So first I had to get rid of them and then I finish my remaining work."
"I killed both of the motherfuckers," he grins.
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