Akito POV
He left.
I went back to my room, not bothering to turn the light on. I flopped onto my bed.
. . . . It was still a bit warm.
The darkness and solitude made me finally accept what happened.
What's been a long time coming now.
My father is going to jail.
He's guilty, there's no doubt about it.
He . . . hurt me.
Several times over.
In more ways than one.
It's more peaceful than ever without him.
Ena seems happy.
But . . . . why do I feel so . . . . . conflicted?
Why do I feel like I'm crossing some
invisible line?
Like I'm doing something wrong?
I wished he had stayed.
Toya.
Then maybe I'd be able to ignore these useless thoughts and distract myself; like I've done a lot lately.
please just skim this
What the fuck is going on? What is happening? Shit, what is happening to my life? Will the trial be on television? What if everyone at school sees it? So what if they see it? Am I the son of a criminal now? It's fine. I don't care what people think about me. It's fine. Hmm. When is winter break going to be over, again? Wait, what about Christmas? I completely forgot about Christmas . . . .
I stare hollowly at the ceiling and swipe sweat off my forehead with the back of my hand.
What am I going to do?
It hurts.
My chest aches sharply like there was a knife sticking out of it.
. . . . Why does it hurt so much?
I was fine before . . . what happened?
Sigh.
I even felt a taste of happiness . . . .
Is that all I'll ever have?
Temporary moments of bliss?
For the rest of my life?
Why?
Will it . . . . will it stay like this forever?
Will I be stuck here, like this, forever?
I . . .
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. . . I can't do this.
I can't keep going on like this.
What am I going to do?
Why am I feeling like shit?
"A-Ahh . . . . ."
I feel so dizzy, even though I'm doing nothing . . . . My vision blurs at the edges.
My eyes are stinging. I don't understand.
Why am I crying?
I curl into a ball, sinking to oblivion.
I shiver, covered in sweat.
It's so cold here . . . .
akito also has a mental breakdown
ye he's still depressed
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