Horrifying Resolution {Shuichi x Yuki}

Chapter One

[ Shuichi's P.O.V ]

The emptiness of my heart was unnecessary to explain. I was worth twenty six dollars for each costumer that came along my path. Including for the clean ups they would raise the payment up to seven more dollars. The more I earned the more pleased I was with the paycheck I was given each day. My life was thrown aside from destruction surpassing my strength and giving me another chance with punishments for my sins. But on those dark nights in the red velvet bedsheets I would remember someone so dear to me that I, not so long ago decided to give up on. But I could never forget the memories of our joyful, pitiful, and sad days. With each thrust that came in me I would feel pain from waist and below. I wanted to scream the agony out of me and let my tears crawl down my cheeks. But instead I held back those desires of my own and bit on my bottom lip, preventing my mouth from taking action. Growing more known to the alcoholics and perverts that hid in the world, my situation became worse than it already was to begin with.

I would usually walk back home leaning on a bricked wall for assistance but today I was completely out of it. My back ached from bending or having to support mine and the others weight on it. My butt was sore and my legs were numb making it even harder for me to walk straight forward. I walked as far as I could until I finally reached my limit. And there, at Hiro's house is where my body loosened and let gravity do it's thing. As I was out cold I could still feel my surrounding yet I could not see a slight bit. The wind blew harshly over me and some little pebbles on the concrete shook or jumped with warning. I wasn't just hurt psychically but emotionally as well. The darkness was consuming my soul at the time Yuki disappeared. I tried my best to keep my chin up and move forward with life but every time I did so my dreams for the future were erased from my mind completely. People think Bad Luck are just taking a break but to be honest their in this situation because of me. My answer was right in front of me so my body took over and did the work for me.

" I Quit..."

I still remember everyone's reactions to my words as they begged me to stay. K tried his best to convince me with the shotgun he held in his bare hands. But at that time I didn't care about anything not even my own life. He could take it away with one pull of the trigger and I would be okay with it. I walked away from the scene, hanging my head down low. Without a singer, where's the band? I wanted to sing I really did but if I continued on like this my voice wouldn't be the same as it once was. Sometimes even to this day Hiro would call me and in words with the word 'worried' mixed in with his voice would try to make me rethink my decision. But I for the stupid person I was rejected his offer over and over again. Sometimes in my free time I would watch Ryuichi's old videos of him singing with all his might to make his fans scream, smile, or feel something deep down. Something I could never do in my lifetime I thought it was good enough for them to think of me as an importance to society but I was wrong.

I was always wrong. I never understood anything from the very beginning on what it meant to become a true rock band. I was happy as it is with Hiro along my side, we were always close in school, he was probably my only friend from what I can remember that is until I meet Yuki, it was a rude meeting and a first bad impression but either way I still wanted to impress him. I jumped in front of his car just to meet him up close and let him regret the words he said that night. But then when I argued about how cruel he was to his sister I was trapped against the wall as I received something I never felt before.

I let my tears dry on where I laid remembering my so much better passed. Who knew life could be such a dick, literally. When I regained consciousness I stood up from the ground, in pain walking to my house. When I got home I did what I needed the most to take my mind off things. A drink or two to refresh my day and make my mouth feel the sensation of the fizzy drink. When I did get home I did what I wanted. I gulped two drinks down and felt relief rush over me. I couldn't get any better than this. I walked to his room and stood there for a minute remembering finding his weak spot. It was a great day at first but it became worst by the minutes that passed. I jumped in bed and got myself comfortable in the one I missed so much's bed. His scent was slowly fading and becoming mixed with my own.

I wasn't very fond with his scent also leaving my side. It reminded me of the horror in my eyes when I saw that Yuki had ran off away from our date. I could still remember my echoes to when I called out to him, trying to reach his senses. But they never did in time and I was there to cry my eyes out on the cold floor of the living room. He left everything behind slowly by each day the house becoming mine. I paid with what I could from my savings. I never did eat much only when my stomach really did need the energy and I would barely show myself to the known world. I ignored contact with other people and only on nights would I sneak out of my house to the bar. Where I meet my new owner with the first greeting to be sex. I was use to everything by now, the cruelty, pain, and loss of something so dear to you. I learned the unwanted part of life and they dragged me along with it. All I wanted to do now was disappear from everyone just like how my life ended as well.. Why can't it be that simple?