Bleeding Heart

Tears Gone

The small town of Broad Lake, stampers with its civilians. Koori Himeros walks down the street moving in a hurry. Moving around people like running water around stone. He looks almost drained of energy and ignores everything around him.

He wears a plain and almost tasteless suit. Like he's trying as hard as possible to not be seen or noticed. He moves across the street in a hurry as he walks toward his car.

"She's coming Today. I just want things to go as I planned. Nothing else. Nothing else. Nothing else. Nothing else."

He starts his car with a very jaded expression on his face as he drives onto the city streets. As he prepares for his Wife's arrival. Thoughts and memories of his time after moving to America run through his mind like a slide show. His first wife, and when his Daughter, Agatha was just a small baby in his arms. A tear rolls down his face.

The joy he felt, holding his child in his hands for the first time. His face nearly strained from his smiling, The only time in his life that he could remember feeling absolute joy in his life.

The moment of immense happiness switches suddenly to great tragedy, as he remembers the absolute dread he felt hearing the flatline of his Wife. The sound echos from all around the walls of the hospital room. His tears of joy are overcome with sorrow. He holds his wife's weakened hand.

"いや、えみ... (No, Emi...)"

The memory ends with him giving a scowl as he drives down the road. He looks over to the bridge edge, considering how easy it would be to crash through the street braces, and fall into the water below and drown. He'd only do it out of spite and the hollowness he feels. He grips the wheel of his car as he starts to speed up on the road in his family wagon.

"Agatha...."

The only thing given to her by her Mother was her name. If it were up to Himself, he would have just given her his mother's name or grandparents or something of the two. Something to simply get her another step away from himself.

Just to have a Happy life again.

He'd give his own heart.

-Later that Day-

Agatha sat at the kitchen table reading her 3rd book. Hours of her days spent on studying and stimulating her mind, or her father teaching her advanced Math's and Sciences. One thing in her young age, though she would never admit it, her father was brilliant beyond her child comprehension and all, but a father that loved her.

She continued to read her book as she was Halfway through, nearing the stories climax. Her genres favoring to those of fiction adventures and high fantasy. Simple suggestions from her... Friend. Standard stories for those of lower standards, Light and Dark, Good and Evil, Lessons of finding good in others...

The Hero saving the innocent from Darkness. 

Agatha's thoughts are filled to the brim with imagination and imagery, stories from time to time drifting to describe herself. Characters cold and silent in nature, being destined to be introduced to a brighter future after the harshness of the present. To be given Warmth like nothing ever before.

Her eyes widened at the picture of that wonderful possibility. Then another thought crosses her mind.

"Does... He..."

It is Halted at the sound of impolite pounding at the door. She jumps from her chair and her thoughts as she dashes to answer the door. She opens it to an older woman, blonde hair and an Ugly and Unsightly scowl on her face.

"Where is your Father?"

She says with a harsh tone in her voice. Agatha remains silent as she walks back from her pointing to the clock. She sees the time and realizes that Koori should be home soon, scoffing she throws her purse and herself onto the couch. She sighs as she takes out her cigarette, and with a small match she lights it. Agatha walks away to her books on the kitchen table. The woman looks at the Box set T.V blankly as she puffs a cloud of smoke.