Chapter 6

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This chapter is dedicated to a close friend of mine, Cait, @sawyerfredfans (Twitter profile picture above)
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Sawyer POV

The next morning I woke up and looked at Akane. She was still asleep and she was (somehow) still crying. I remembered last night and I feel horrible now. She cried herself to sleep because of me! And there I was, watching her sob and I was heartless. I couldn't believe myself! I walked out and everyone was already seated and eating. "Hey... I got to tell you something..." I said with an unsure tone in my voice. "Of course Sweetie. You can tell us anything." Mom replied in her normal bright voice. I took a deep breath and began to explain what happened last night. By the end of it, I was crying as well as my parents. Mon hugged me and whispered, "Its ok Sweetie. Its alright" "I was heartless, Mom! I watched her cry, sob and wail and I just stood there being fucking pissed!" I swore and yelled and my brothers just remained silent. Eventually, I calmed down and ate breakfast. But I was worried. "Has anyone seen Akane?" I asked. "Now that I think about it... no. No we haven't." Dad replied with a touch of worry and panic. I ran to her room. She wasn't in there. "She's not in her room!" I shouted. Everyone started to look for her and my brothers and I ran outside. We spilt up but I had an idea of where she was. I ran to the place where we met and there she was, clutching onto the grass like she'd die if she let go. "You can go now" She snapped at me. I certainly was a little taken back but I wanted to help her. "I think I'll stay for a bit." I replied calmly. There was a moment of silence as I sat down. "You don't know when to leave me alone, do you?" She almost retaliated. She stood up and began walking away. But no, I wasn't done with her yet. I seized hold of her arm and I was surprised at how fast she was able to free herself. "I'm not that weak you know" she continued to walk away and I ran to catch up to her. This time I grabbed her leg and we both fell down into the grass. "Son of a bitch! Leave me alone!" She screamed in fury. She punched me in the stomach and boy, was she right. She wasn't weak at all. I fell on the grass. (again) And I watched as she ran away wiping tears from her eyes. But then she froze. "And by the way, those cuts I did yesterday, those are more like for show compared to what I've done. If you can't stand those, might as well jump off a bridge if your going to live with me. And while your at it, maybe you can push me down first." This was it. Now I was pissed. "You know what, maybe I will push you down! And you know, I'd really like to do that right now! You little spoiled brat! We took you in and took care of you and what do we get in return? Hell of some crap is what we get! Why don't you just go live on the streets or kill yourself if you really wanted to?!" I immediately was taken back by her response and mine. She turned around and gave me this look, of anger and something else I couldn't place my finger on. "Bastard! How dare you say that to me?! Why don't I run away and live on the streets?! Why don't I kill myself you wonder?! Because you fucking won't let me! I've been obeying you for the longest time, giving you a chance! But do you turn out to be any good? No! You end up being just like a typical celebrity! You're wealthy, stupid, and oblivious to the world! Maybe you should be the one living on the streets! Maybe the you'll learn some common sense! Or do you have to get it beat into you like I did!?" I clenched up my fist and I practically yelled my lungs out. "Oh, so now it's my fault?! My fault for taking you in, my fault for taking care of you, my fault for being kind to you?! Everything is always everyone else's fault, eh?! Well that's not how the world works bitch! And I don't give a shit about your 'giving me a chance'! And you know what, your just like a penny. Two sided and worthless!" It all went by too fast to remember it clearly. I punched her. Hard and solid and I regretted it so much as I did. She took out a pocket knife. I tried to grab it away from her but she wouldn't let me. She opened it and my heart began to beat rapidly. But she didn't slash at me. She took her arm, and slashed down at it almost all the way up and down. I tried to get it again. She was too fast. I could hear Aric and Skyler running over here and I heard their footsteps stop as they saw what Akane and I were doing. She slashed down another long cut on her arm. Three. She began to make it almost like a tic tac to design and I couldn't take it. I lunged at the knife and tried to grab it. But she just began to cut faster, run faster, cry harder. She cut and ran to the point where we found her on the ground. She wasn't conscious anymore. There were more then 7 cuts on her arm. I couldn't count anymore. Her blood stained her jacket and mine. When Aric and Skyler caught up, mom and dad were already on their way. I was furious and miserable. I didn't know if I still hated her or not, still wanted nothing more but to kill her. No, no I didn't. Wait, yes I did. I don't know anymore. Aric and I carried Akane back to the house and dad called the hospital. Mom bandaged both her arms up and when they came to pick her up, none of us had words to explain what we just saw.
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Thanks so much for reading! Sorry if the wait was too long but I'm quite busy this week so I apologize for that. As always, please give respective criticism, feedback and comments. This chapter is dedicated to my lovely friend, Cait. She's such a sweet and funny person and it's hard not to get along with her! Follow her on Twitter: @sawyerfredfans and her Twitter with Coti (lol): @Cait_and_Coti (this chapter has nothing to do with what I think of Cait or anybody else! This chapter was inspired to write this from my favorite series of books! No harm intended!)

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