Fight Between The Eldest Sons

Chapter 19 ~ A Broken Family

~Your P. O. V.~

I couldn't escape the continuous replays of watching the fight against Carla and the Mukami's. The way Azusa's body went limp as it hit the hard floor with such a loud thud- it made me cringe as I relived the scene over and over again. I couldn't stop myself from crying out when I had to watch Kou die on repeat as he leapt in the air only to get shot in the head with one of Carla's attacks, causing him to fall straight to the floor with an enormous amount of blood pooling around him, long dead before he even made contact with the floor.

Why?

Why couldn't I save them? Why couldn't I have been of some help? Why did they even come to rescue me? Why didn't I try to fight instead of letting myself carelessly get taken down by Carla? Why can't I just be useful?!

At this point, I already know that I'm either dead or still unconscious because there's no way that I could possibly be having to watch Kou and Azusa die on repeat in reality. Though once I had to watch them die for somewhere around the hundredth time, I eventually came to terms with it all since it happened in the past and there is nothing that can be done about it now.

There's no telling if Yuma and Ruki made it out alive, but I still have some hope for them to have at least escaped that First Blood's castle. At least one of them has to be alive in order to avenge their family. And if none of them made it out alive from the fight with Carla, then, I'll have to find a way to kill him myself once I wake up.

Now if I'm actually already dead, then I just have to wait for that First Blood to die and then I'll just kill him again in the after life.

Because that's totally how death works...

After another hundred plus times of watching the two Mukami's die on replay, the scene before me eventually began to fade away like a horrible memory. As everything began to disappear, the pain on my back and side began to unbearably increase until my eyes snapped open and a small, almost inaudible groan left my mouth.

"For Everything that's holy in this world, I think I'm still dying..." The words were scratchy as I spoke with a dry throat and continued to groan in pain.

I'm currently lying on my stomach on the couch in the Sakamaki's mansion's main living room. I didn't even bother trying to move since I know my back and side are no where near healed and I would rather not cause myself any more pain than what I already have to endure. But now that I think about it... Where is everyone?

From what I can tell, no one is in the living room with me and there's also no telling how long I've been out for. Was it only a few hours? Days? I doubt it's been weeks... Right?

"Hm~ You're awake..." Laito whispered as he entered the living room and walked over so he could sit on his knees in front of me as I continue to lie down on my stomach. At least he's trying to be nice and spare me the pain of looking at him when I'm essentially immobile while in this state.

"Yeah..." Was all I responded with.

"I know we all said those pretty harsh things before you left the house ___, but I know that we're all sorry for saying what we did. You don't believe me, but you shouldn't hold it against any of us alright?" I didn't respond as he sighed in slight annoyance. "Oh c'mon, you must have some questions for me after being unconscious for so long right?" He whispered with a smirk.

After a few seconds of staying silent, I suddenly began blurting out questions. "Is everyone all right? Did Ruki and Yuma make it back? Where are your brothers? How long was I unconscious for? What hap-"

Laito suddenly put a finger to my lips and shot me a small glare telling me to keep it down.

"Everyone's fine. The Mukami's haven't returned yet. My brothers are somewhere in the mansion doing their own thing. And you were unconcious for about a week straight."