Take Me Away

Confession?

I walk into the classroom alongside Daiki and everyone is gossiping and staring at me, surely it's about the scene I made two days ago. I'm a hot topic in this school. Me and my 'everlasting suicide attempts'.

I'm like a walking reality show.

I attend Azubu High School, it's a prestigious high school in Tokyo, Japan. I'm not like the students here though. I don't belong here, not in this school, not in this country, not in this world. As far as I can remember I've been told that I didn't belong here. I was called names like monster or foreigner and most of the students refused to socialize or even sit with me.

My hair is very curly and a natural very sandy brown. My eyes are as blue as the ocean and my skin a very smooth light caramel complexion. I am an anomaly and I do not belong here, everything would be better if I was never born. 'That Man' always tells me this anyway. Only Daiki would accept me as I am, that's why I have to leave this world. To make Daiki's and everyone else's lives entirely easier.

'Look it's the girl who tried to kill herself.'

'I heard she attempted to commit suicide!'

'What? Again?'

I hear people gossiping on my way towards my seat in the back of the class.

'Why is a guy like Daiki always socializing with her!?'

'She only does it for the sympathy.'

Ha! That's a new one. I haven't wanted sympathy in ten years. This came from a group of girls blocking our path.

'Yeah, she's monopolizing our Daiki-kun!'

'She's such an eyesore!'

Oh how I love to hear people gossiping about my most recent adventure. I should be flattered right? I'm used to this, better if I just ignore them all. Soon I won't be here any longer anyway. That's what I tell myself atleast.

Daiki takes my arm and pulls me the opposite way of the group of girls deciding to take a detour to our seats.
"Daaiiki-kunn!?" I hear one of Daiki's fangirls scream.

Daiki is loved by everyone so as long as I'm buy his side I'll just be a burden to him. He'll get along better without me.

"Hey Daiki-kun, whatcha doing?" Ah, the Daiki fan club president, Miss Higarashi Aoi. Just my luck. She brushes right past me and steps right in front of Daiki stopping him in his tracks, by default she stops me as well of course.

"What do you want Higarashi-san?" Daiki replies coldly. Everyone likes Daiki, but because of me he distances himself away from his fans. I always feel guilty.

"Oh don't be like that, come sit with us Daiki-kun. We haven't seen you in forever, you owe us."

Daiki expertly avoids her advances and gives her a cold glare. I never know what he's thinking, he should go enjoy his youth. He looks at me and gives me the gentlest smile and asks, "shall we go to our seats?" I take that as my cue to lead the way and start heading towards the back of the class.

When I get to my seat I see a piece of paper folded into a square on my desk, I open it. 'Stop monopolizing Daiki-kun, you're such an eyesore! Suicidal bitch!'

The past me would have found whoever wrote this and beat the living shit out of them - I have a good idea who the culprit is too. But after middle school I decided to completely change my personality. The old me is locked away in my subconscious screaming to be let out, I ignore her. I actually understand where they're coming from, I should just stop coming to school. Education isn't really essential where I'm going.

"Let me see that," Daiki takes the note from me and reads it, once he finishes he laughs.

"Don't pay any attention to this stuff, just a bunch of immature fangirls picking their noses in other peoples business. They're pathetic," he said a little louder then necessary. All the girls were now glaring at me.

"But Dai-chan, don't you think they're right? It's my fault you never pay attention to then anyways I-" he cut me off knowing what I was doing.

"Ambrosia," he started. Daiki's staring at me with a hoping expression, then it changes to another emotion that I can't quite point out. I break his gaze.

"Look at me Ambrosia." I don't like it when he calls me Ambrosia. My name is cursed. Ambrosia which means immortality. A name given to a girl who wishes for nothing more than death. Ironic yeah?

Since grade school everyone called me Ambi because of my foreign heritage. It was meant to be an insult but I thought it fit me well. It suited me more than the name my mother gave me, so it stuck with me. But I don't like thinking of Mother.

"Dai-chan," I look at him again and he surprises me grabbing my face pulling me too close to him and penetrating me with a long warm kiss.

Daiki often kisses me, it's because he's so nice. At first his kisses were really hard and cold, but often I've been feeling the warmth directed into the kisses and they're softer, like he's trying to send a message through the contact. This didn't used to happen but recently my chest clenches. I don't understand why, it's pain but not the pain I know. I only know two types of pain.

Maybe Daiki will be the death of me, that would be nice.

He breaks the kiss and continues to stare at me. The entire class is silent. That's either because Sensei came into class a minute ago and was calling for our attention, or they're shocked by Daiki and I's sudden closeness.

"I don't want to pay attention to them Ambrosia, I can't stop loving you after all." He's smiling the gentle smile he always gives me when we're joking around.

My face is really hot, I'm sure it's about 38.5 celsius right now and I'm feeling dizzy. I think I'm going to faint. Yep, I know this feeling, I'm about to lose consciousness.

Maybe Daiki really will be the death of me.