It's always on the nights of the full moon when, as soon as you start to feel better, you go back into the pits of despair. You remember what you did when you were in highschool. You might repent for what you did, but that doesn't change the fact that you're the one who did it. His family, your family, innocent people, and, of course, Him. I bet you miss your old friends. I miss mine too. Must be lonely... You won't ever forget what you had done, I'll make sure of that. Having to move to a whole other prefecture and change identities is tiring, I assume. But, that's your fault. But... One thing I don't get is... Why. Why choose to (murder and) become Him? Why Me? Were you jealous? Madly in love? You're stupid, if that's so... I loved you, didn't you know? Can't feel nothing anymore now, though.
I usually come back once a year and stay by your side for a while, but never permanently. You keep bringing people home to avoid and forget me. I'm just like a lotus in a worm's hole, right? On top, I was delicious and beautiful, you ate me right up. But once you went deeper in the hole, you got rid of me... Guess I was too flamboyant for the likes of you. Or was I just too disgusting? Admiration turned into hatred, and hatred became anger. Your hands were especially strong that day, too. There're still marks left, I think... Nobody knew then, and they'll continue to know nothing presently. How could they, anyways? Not like I'm still here.
I was Akito, whom you became. You stole everything that was mine and made it into yours. Doesn't matter too much to me though. You've never, not once, asked for forgiveness, but still, I forgive you.
My Akito, I just want you to remember, Night still comes after Day.
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Committed to Fungi
Short StorySeries of Oneshots i come up with randomly. I might edit these stories later on, though. Since they're all different, they have different genres. i think these tend to have dark themes maybe.
