Chapter 9: graduation day

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Akito's POV:

Today was SO AWESOME!!

It was our graduation day, I could finally focus on my band and lay back while planning mu future with Toya.

I was energetic today, way more energetic than other school days which is obvious.

We were into some elegant outfit (the thing I liked the least because I wanted to wear my special streetwear outfit that I bought last week)

My bruised back was slowly healing, it was still hurting a bit but I tried to ignore the pain.

Ena's POV:

We were inside the auditorium everyone looked so elegant. I could see Saki, Shiho, Shizuku, Mizuki, Tsukasa and the others in really stunning outfits, we were going to have a party this evening. We all were so excited.

But I noticed something's off, Mafuyuu didn't look very happy, she was pretty much ignoring everyone and she seemed to wear everyday clothes. She also looked like she just finished crying.

I approached her, her expression neutral, I asked:

"Mafuyuu, aren't you excited for tonight's celebration, even your girlfriend Kanade is excited"

She lowered her head in response and spoke

"Sorry I'm not coming, and don't call Kanade my girlfriend"

That last part appeared more rude and harsh, almost as if I insulted her.

"My mom said no"

I furrowed my brows

"Still listening to that abusive woman, come on Mafuyuu"

"LEAVE ME ALONE"

she yelled in a rude tone, at the end I just gave up and turned my back, not even looking at her a last time.

Mafuyuu's POV:

I felt extremely guilty of all those words, how could I be so cruel? I was slowly getting manipulated without noticing.

I was about to reach Ena to apologize, but I felt an invisible force pulling me back, telling me to just leave it like this.

I felt tears welling up in my eyes, I covered my face with my hands and just let them flow

"How could I? I'm so stupid. I probably just lost my friends. This is for mom's good, she'll finally love me, after I bought all the distractions out of my life"

I muttered quietly, I just ran to the bathroom and hid in a stall, letting out sobs.

As I got out of the stall, my stomach was rumbling loudly, I haven't ate since 2 days ago, when the incident happened, I clutched it tightly, it was aching so badly, I wanted something to eat, I didn't have the courage of asking anyone.

I looked at the mirror, I gagged the moment I saw my face, wet with tears and my eyes were super red and swollen, I felt disgust at myself, I looked away, not wanting to see that "horrible crying monster" in the mirror.

I splashed my face with some cold water, hoping it would cover up.

🔴Self harm FEEL FREE TO SKIP





I suddenly felt an unbearable urge, the urge to... Hurt myself.

I lifted up the sleeve of my gown, looking at all the scars I inflicted on myself, I opened my mouth and bit the part with the most recent scars, scratching it with my teeth, it was painful and I was trying hard not to make noise, I took out my arm and looked at how much blood spilled.

My hand slid down to my pocket, I took out a razor, without a second thought I caused a painful wound to appear on my arm.

I suddenly realized that I didn't have any bandages nearby

"Shit!"

I immediately tried to look for toilet paper, only to find out there was left only a few pieces, I didn't care though.

I picked up the paper and placed it vertically on the arm, I looked for a tissue in my pocket and fortunately there was one, I wrapped it around my arm and pulled up my sleeve.

I then got out of the bathroom like nothing happened, they just started giving out the diplomas, I just sat down on my seat and waited for my turn.

When my turn arrived arrived I walked on the stage and got my diploma, forcing a smile to everyone.

Not surprisingly my mom didn'y really show any sort of excitement knowing I finally graduated.

She was just talking about unwanted plans for the future and I couldn't stop her.

I was supposed to stay at home, locked up in my room, my freedom was over.

My connection to the outside world was cut off.

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