.-• Kissable Scars.. •-. (Kazuscara<3) (honestly i suck at making titles)

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Heizou, sitting right in front of me, had a sly smile on his face. As per usual, it felt much more sinister to me than anyone else. I hate how everyone loves him, how I got blamed for all this. Most of all, I hate that I'm getting involved with this again.

"What do you want?" I snapped, my eyebrows furrowing together. I have no idea why he called me here, but I don't suspect it's good. I felt myself getting hotter, and a frightened feeling lurking in the pit of my stomach.

Heizou smile dropped a bit, but kept its posture. "Did Kazuha ever tell you about a video I sent him?" Was it.. that one? The one he sent him that night?

If he knows Kazuha never saw it, he'll find a way to show him again. And this time, I might not be able to stop him. "What video?" I tried to act dumb.

"Guess he didn't show it then, huh." His smile continued to be plastered on his face. Good, he believed me. That's good.

I smiled back nervously. Sometimes, as much as I utterly despise him, I can't help but try to please him. Even though I know he can't physically do anything to me anymore, I still feel the need to satisfy him out of fear. "Yeah..."

He continued to smile at me, staying silent for a bit before suddenly speaking once more out of the blue. "Scara." His voice was ominous, and I could feel the hairs on my skin pricking up. Shit. "I know you deleted the video."

My mind went blank. I didn't know what to do. "...What? I wouldn't do that, I don't even know what you sent him!" I knew my voice sounded desperate, I knew I didn't sound believable. But I just wanted all of this to stop. I didn't know why Heizou was doing this and why he couldn't just leave me alone. I thought that, maybe for once in my life, I could actually have something.

Now he's going to show Kazuha the video. Then he'll find someway to blackmail Kazuha, then Kazuha will leave me just so he can get away from all of this. Then, I'll loose all of it.

"I'm not stupid, Scara. Let's not make this a big deal, okay?" Heizou said, his voice matter-of-fact. He seemed so calm, he was always so calm. He always knew how to get what he wanted. "Let's make a deal." His voice was scheming.

I knew whatever the deal was, it was really just blackmail. Nothing good would come out of it for me, so was it really a deal?

"I won't show Kazuha the video, as—" here it comes, "long as you do as I say. Don't listen to anyone. Not Kazuha, not your sister, not your mother, not anybody. Just me." So this was his plan all along. He just wanted somebody to control.

A cruel smile was still hung on his face, his eyes glazed over. "Of course, you can still hang out with all these people, but make sure to ask me, okay?" His head tilted to the side as he stared a rhetorical question.

I didn't want to go back to this. This was the same as it was in middle school. The exact same. It's funny, isn't it? What I was trying so hard to get away from and forget, is happening again right before my eyes.

I knew I didn't have any other choice, so simply shut my eyes and nodded. I clenched my hands around my knees, digging my nails into the paling skin.

"Oh and, just to show you one last thing." He took his phone out, opening something. "Here." He flipped his phone around, showing me a picture.

I froze.

It was me, on the ground. I was messed up, my clothes loose and ragged. No doubt a photo taken after an assault. Why... why did he have this? The only video or photo I know of that he's taken is the one from the day I got expelled.

If he has this, just how many others does he have? Could he have more, were there more explicit ones?

Why did he show me this? What is he going to do with it? Did he just show me this for more blackmail bait?

He took my phone, that was sitting on the table. He opened it with ease, I hadn't changed the password since middle school. He gave it back after a minute, still opened. It seemed like he had unblocked himself from my phone.

He stood up abruptly, turning off his phone. "Well then, I'll get going now. See you around, Scara." He grinned, grabbing his things and walking out the door.

He left me, sitting on the seat in a daze. I felt like I couldn't even register what had just happened. It felt so surreal.

I hate him, I hate him, I hate him. I hate him so much. All I want is to be loved by someone, all I want is for him to leave me alone. The whole reason this started was because of my own selfish actions.

Something I'm scared to admit is, I really could've gotten out of this mess before it even started. All I had to do was not cause trouble, then he wouldn't have had blackmail. Even if he still had the blackmail, I could've just beaten him up. He wasn't stronger than me. I could've stealer his phone, I could've found a way to threaten him back.

But I know deep down the truth was that I was just a coward. I wasn't intelligent, not like he was. I was scared of everything, that's why I had done all that. I just wanted people to accept me, and when they didn't, I just took my frustration out on them.

The lady who had asked us if we needed anything earlier came up to my table moments later, asking for the bill. Of course I'm paying for the bill on top of all this. I guess I have money to spare anyways, though.

I payed for the bill and left myself. Kazuha was probably on his way home by now. I'll probably just call a Taxi home, as the next bus isn't coming for another hour.

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Someone did NOT pray hard enough because I did not upload this very quickly./j anyways, sorry again for all the late uploads. Thanks for reading so far, see yall next chapter!