My dear dead father

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Some murders are allowed and some aren't. Depends on what the revenge is for. Some people can break if they're pushed enough as my lover once said.

'All you need is a push and you'll never act up again.'

I hate how true that is. If you lose control you'll end up doing something you regret.
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Hajime's pov

Nagito carried me upstairs getting blood all over him. I hate how i'm getting him dirty.. and with the blood of the person I hate the most. He carried me into the bathroom so we can get cleaned. I saw his shirt all messy. Fuck.

Nagito soon came in with some clothes for us to wear. We both undressed ourselves and got in the tub.

"So wanna tell me?"

"T-Tell you want..?"

"About the blood on your shirt Hinata."

He called me by my last name.. he's mad at me.

"W-Well... its actually my.. my.. fathers.."

I looked at him and he looked suprised. I hope he's not disgusted with me for killing a person... If he felt me I wouldn't know what to do..

I suddenly felt arms wrap around me.

"Don't cry its ok.."

Oh, I didn't even realize that I was crying. What a horrible thing to show my lover. I looked down and tried to hold my tears in, I didn't want to burst out crying. I would hate that. I would hate to think that he knows I'm weak.

My tears dropped in the water. They couldn't stop flowing, no matter how much I wiped them away. I heard Nagito sigh, he wrapped his arms around my waist and he pulled me into his lap.

"Hajime, baby. Don't cry it's ok! Would you feel better if I told you a secret?"

"I-If you want too.. but sure I guess I'll be happy to know that you trust me."

"You remember when we watched the news about that student who was murdered?"

I nodded. "Yea..?"

"I killed him."

What. What? Out of all the people.. Nagito? I didn't expect this. Something inside me grew. It's compulsion for something. I don't know what. Yet.

"I...I"

"Yea I know. You're probably disgusted with me and want nothing to do with-"

I kissed him. Cutting off the words that I didn't want to hear him say. He didn't return the kiss at first but as he got use to it he returned it back. Ah, I'm so happy.

"Why.. did you kill him? Did you have some type of motive?"

"No. Not really. I just felt like it. But hey! You're not crying anymore."

Oh. I didn't notice again.

"We should probably get out because we're gonna get wrinkles in our skin."

"Ah, right."

We got out the bathtub and Nagito dressed both of us but suddenly I fell.

"Ow!"

"A-Are you ok?!"

"M' fine but I think the aftermath of our sessions had finally got to me."

"Oooh... I guess I have to carry you to class and home."

Mm.. I nodded.

I'm so glad that my father isn't the one who 'hurt' me. Physically, mentally, and sexually.

We should probably look at what happened.

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Shit. I need to go to the store to buy something for breakfast. I ran to the front door, grabbing the keys to the house and putting on my shoes. I would drive to the store but, I didn't feel like it so why not walk?

I walked out the house and remember to lick the door so we won't get robbed. It was a beautiful day outside and I wanted to enjoy the fresh weather. It really did feel great. I hope I don't see my father but who am I kidding? I've never seen him since I left.

I am very glad.

I could've just left the house whenever I wanted but I guess I was to scared to disobey him. I was suuuuch a Little Bitch back then. What happened? I use to be so so quiet and submissive maybe something in me clicked? Did Nagito have something to do with this?

What happened to me.

Anyways! I shouldn't be bothered about it. I won't let anyone walk over me. Except for Nagito of course. He can hit me, kick me, force himself on me and I wouldn't stop him. What a good boyfriend. Maybe fiancé maybe husband!

Ah. I made it to the store! I walked into it and got everything I needed. Pancake batter, strawberries, blueberries, etc... I paid for everything and walked out.

My good mode quickly turned into a horrible one. I saw my father outside. For the first time for me. I've never seen him outside before. Why was he outside? I want to walk up to him but I'm scared. Fuck it.

I slowly and carefully walked up to him. I made sure i had a knife with me. You might be wondering why I had one on me, it's because of self defense obviously! It was small but it was extremely sharp. Anyways! I was super super careful of my surroundings.

I was there behind him.

"Hello there."

He got started but said hello back.

"Hajime! There you are!"

What? What type of sick game is this.

"Why are you so 'happy' to see me?"

"I want you to come home obviously!"

"No. I'm good."

"That wasn't a question you little bitch."

I knew it. I fucking knew it. Before I knew it he dragged me into a dark alleyway. I was already pissed off so I did what I had to do.

Knife time~!

I grabbed the knife and stabbed him over and over again. Blood spilled everywhere. He tried to scream but I cover him mouth. Begging, pleading, and crying was all I heard before it was silent.

I got up and left. Leaving his dead body on the cold ground. I took the knife and cleaned it. So it can be used for another day.

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