Takemichi was starting to become mental ill from the many times that he had fails to save his loved ones, and the constant blame from his friends, causing him to develop Dissociative identity disorder, in other words multiple personality's to cope w...
Not me spelling Taichi's name wrong for an entire chapter🥱
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Takemichi's eyes slowly fluttered open, groaning as the sun burned his face. He sat up, wiping his eyes in hopes of the grogginess disappearing. Memory's of last night flooded his mind as he let a muffled sigh fall through his lips. He sat in bed for a while to fully wake up, his eyes wandering the room, giving a small smile to Sanzu who sleeping peacefully under the warm covers. He slowly climbs out of bed so he didn't disturb Sanzu, he gave the white-haired boy another thankful smile before he started to leave the room. He keeps his head low as he walked, stopping his steps when he noticed some leftover blood stains that Tatsuki and Sanzu missed last night. He makes a mental note to clean it up later before making his way to the kitchen, his attention being directed to the pink note that was placed on the counter. He grabs and unfolds the slip of paper before reading it aloud.
" Hey Hana, sorry I couldn't tell you beforehand but I had to go to an emergency meeting in America. I wish I could have said goodbye before I left but I just didn't have time. I'll try to finish up as fast as possible so we could hang out with each other. I left an envelope full of money on your dresser. If there's an emergency or you need something just give me a call. love dad P.S, I'll make sure to bring you something cool back ;) " Takemichi set the vibrant letter back onto the counter and made his way back to his room. Once there he grabbed a thick white envelope that rested on his nightstand. Opening it he saw multiple bills stacked neatly together. He didn't know how many were in there, but what he did know is that the envelope was very thick and heavy. ' isn't this kinda overkill ' Takemichi thought as he set down the expensive envelope. He let out a shallow sigh as he limped to the bathroom. He sat on the toilet and placed a med kit next to him. He took the bandages off of his throbbing leg as he hissed from the pain. Chills went down his body as he applied hydrogen peroxide to the wound, bandaging it up before cleaning up and heading to the kitchen to fix breakfast.
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What the hell you guys, your going to make me cry 🥹
20.5k views and 1.1k stars , thank you so much for reading my stories, I know their shit so thank you for bearing with it.
I'm thinking of 're-writing' the story. I'm not really re-writing it I'm just going to make it less, you know choppy. to be honest when I read it over it looked like a middle schooler wrote it 🙄
You don't have to re-read the whole story since it's pretty much going to be the same, just a bit more professional.
Also might just combine some of the chapters so they could be more than 200 words. So it will definitely look different by tomorrow morning/night.
Again thank you for reading my story and I hope you are enjoying it so far.
