chapter 14

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my hospital room is empty. just me, the occasional sounds from the nurses' station in the hall and my thoughts. since the moment I woke up I feel this white-rage running in my veins.

normally I have it under control the only time I almost lost my shit was back then when mikey said I should join his gang just for shinichiro. at the mention of my boyfriend's name used so freely just to manipulate me into joining that little gang I saw red and I was about to break his arms but takemichi hugged my waist just in time. I hate seeing my little brother crying or being bullied. I would set the world on fire just to see him happy and unharmed.

takemichi is my precious person just like shinichiro was. when I saw my boyfriend's cold body a part of me died. I felt ruined but I managed to fake it until I made it. I was and still am obsessed with keeping my brother safe and hold myself. I know it's unhealthy the way I think but don't get me wrong I do everything in my power for takemichi. this is what siblings are for. to take care of the youngest ones.

something I have very dark thoughts about my parents- they weren't present in my and takemichi's life. the two of them just gave us money and left for hours. they always came home late, drunk and end up hitting each other. I was glad they didn't try anything on takemichi. he loved them. that was the only reason I was nice to them. just for my little foolish brother. there were nights were I found myself in their room, looking at them and something dark.. an impuls if I can call it that always whispered in my ear that I should end their lives just to make it easier for me and my brother but I didn't want to paint my hand with blood and to see my baby brother sad. but when they died I was furious how dare they die and make takemichi cry for weeks? I hope they rot in hell. -thoughts no sane person should ever have. but I can't help myself.

I even pushed my bestfriends away. I didn't want to accidentally hurt them. from their point of view I hope they saw me as a sad daughter who lost her parents not the monster I am.

wakasa, benkei and others were in love with the idea of me. of the person I made them see.

takemichi is my sun. the reason why I'm alive. he always has a positive, sunny outlook on life. my innocent and beautiful brother who views the world through rose-colored glasses. he is always smiling and he might be a little stupid but that's what makes him.. takemichi.

growing up I was by his side 24/7 just to protect him. my parents and family could barely tolerate me.. they thought I have that brother complex thing going..

I just wanted my brother to be safe that's all. the lover place was shinichiro's. every time we had a family dinner the dark impulse was driving my crazy. it always tried to make me lose my shit and kill everyone. but I stood my ground.

the thought of kisaki and hanma putting some pieces of shit to attack me made a snarl overtake my face, the rage running really fast throughout my body. that kisaki scumbag wasn't pleased by the punishment I gave him a few years ago? he thought he could take hinata from takemichi. what a joke. I broke his fucking leg and beat his face until it was painted red.

I shivered delighting just by thinking of ways to remind kisaki who I am. it seems he misses being in pain. as for hanma I can play around with him just to make that dark impulse shut the fuck up.

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