𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐎... 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒? 𝘁𝗼𝘆𝗮 𝗮.

𝘃 ー𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲.

trigger warning:   implied self harm, blood

please do not read this chapter if you are sensitive to these topics.

"But—"

"Get out of your bedroom, the guests are almost here! You're not even good at anything, so atleast greet them nicely!"

My father shouted as I tried to retort, but no words came out of my mouth. Those words hit alot harder than he and even, I, probably thought. It always had.

If I know I'm useless, then why does it hurt when someone else says it...?

After a few seconds of silence, I heard him turn around, his footsteps echoing in the distance. I was left all alone in my room, probably being expected to come downstairs in a few minutes.

Was that the case though?

▬▬▬

Why?

"What's the point in living if you never had a purpose?" 

I thought for a little bit. I actually did reconsider my impulsive idea that I repressed for so long. Should I do this? If I do this now, I won't have to suffer anymore, especially in the future.

But, Is this really what I wished for?

The time has finally came. My only chance. My only—

I hesitantly opened the drawer in the cold bathroom and took out the object I stumbled across during my small walk in the kitchen with my shaky hands.

The happy ending to a tragic story like this will never happen, right?

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I gently knocked on her door. The guests from last time have just arrived around ten minutes ago. It's not like her to be this unusually late, I wonder if shes alright...

"Miss?"

No response.

"Just to inform you, the Aoyagis are visiting us today! They've just arrived, actually..."