In Every Universe. (Dandadan Fanfiction)

Chapter 3: You're So Wrong For That.

(I experimented with this one, I hope it's not too unreadable, I wanted to make it feel stressful, so you can find the emotion in the words being written, so you can feel at one with the state of characters at play.)

12:00AM
She waited.

01:00AM
She waited.

02:00AM
She was still waiting.

03:00AM
She waited even longer.

'He said tonight, right? I'm so sure he said tonight' Momo murmured turning side to side in her bed waiting for the moment she'll either hear him, sense him walk through into the grounds or potentially ring the doorbell, but she heard nothing. She waited and waited, waited longer than expected and well, to her surprise, nothing. All night long, as the clock ticked over each hour until sunrise she didn't see or hear a peep from him. He's so wrong for that.

She tossed and turned trying to salvage a small bit of sleep as at this point it was almost time for her to go to school once more, and with each slow countdown of the clock ticking minute by minute there was more and more tears flowing down her cheeks solidifying the fact that he had not turned up today, that he promised her or atleast told her that he'd show up, that he'd meet her tonight, that he'd come over and make sure he explained it all, but he didn't, there wasn't even a note this time. He's so wrong for that.

'He said tonight right? why hasn't he shown up. why didn't he show up, im so confused.' Momo Ayase thought to herself as she got dressed pretty much an hour before school was due to start, she started to pace around her room altering her hair a few times, pulling up and pulling down her skirt, untucking and tucking her jumper in before she deeply exhaled and left the room, not caring about the lack of sleep she had, not caring about the physical deficiencies she's feeling, and certainly not caring about the emotional state she seemed to be in due to him not keeping his promise, something she'll never forgive him for until he gives an explanation, if by chance he ends up doing so, either way, when the time comes he better not expect a good reaction from the girl in question, after all what he has done to her is awful. He's so wrong for that.

Her eyes were dropping very consistently as she kept trying to prop her head up with her arms, completely disregarding what her friends were speaking to her about, aswell as the clear implication that the teacher was physically frustrated with the fact she was pretty much asleep at the back of the classroom, eyelids closing as we speak
"Momo Ayase!!!" The teacher shouted, acknowledging the fact that the brunette was face first into the desk snoring at this moment in time, thinking about all the events that occurred in the previous evening, and as a result of such how she became so utterly sleepless that she couldn't function past thinking how much what he had said to her, promised to do to her hurt. He's so wrong for that.

"Huh? O-oh sorry sir." She grunted, lifting her head up and abruptly propping it atop her hands so she could stare off at the board until the bell rang. When it did, she slowly but surely got up and made her way to the door. The girl disregarded everyone in her way who tried to approach her, Jiji, Aira, everyone else who came her way was completely pushed to the side as she walked her way outside to sit on the benches she felt so familiar with. Her head was spinning, her mind was going wild, she had no idea what to do and how to compute the events that had occurred, she hasn't even seen the guy all day long now, she wanted an explanation, she really needed an explanation because all she could feel in this instance was a harsh pumping in her chest, there was a small amount of butterflies welling up inside her stomach every single time she kept hearing someone walk past her heart started racing, when an otaku like character came by her heart began to beat excessively, but it was never him. He was so wrong for that.

She took into assumption for the rest of the day, to sit and worry on her own about the events. She sat alone at lunch. She sat alone at the end of the day, She even sat alone at work after putting up the cutesy facade she had to keep up as a maid cafe worker. She kept up that facade for hours on end and when it came to closing time all hell broke loose. She was in the bathroom in tears, crying over the events once more, she could feel her stomach rising into her chest, she could feel the way her hairs stood up everytime she heard someone similar to him or began to think about him more and more, each time she felt the need to cry it was always over him, she never even thought about why he could do such a thing to her, say all of those things to her, and make her feel that way. She sat there in that bathroom for a good half an hour pondering on the situation, she was going to go see him, no matter what happens she was going to, she was going to see him, have a go at him, shout and scream at him, make it known that he hurt her so badly that she was crying for two days straight and still is crying her eyes out now. She was so wrong for that.

'He said last night, right? I'm certain he did' Momo Ayase thought to herself as she dragged her heels down the street, she made her way to where he resided, where he lived. She knocked on the door aggressively. No answer. She knocked again, and again. Still no prevail. Was he avoiding her? She peeked through the window, trying to see through the curtains wether there was a light or two on in the home, but there wasn't a thing. She was so confused at such a thing, she was so lost with the thought, why wasn't he at home, he hadn't even been at school that day, why weren't his parents at home? where were his parents she only ever met them once. She was frustrated, she had to kbow. She used her powers, she threw down the door to the home with enough force to take it off its hinges, causing a wave of dust to splash up at her. She was so wrong for that.

She broke down that door, seeing sights she hadn't wished upon a boy like Okarun. The house was empty, vacant, alone. There wasn't a person in sight, wasn't a single piece of evidence that someone had even lived there. As she walked through the home she got flashbacks, fixations of the past, when she was walking through that abandoned hospital alone. She kept walking through the home, making her way up stairs making her way towards presumed rooms that belonged to others. There wasn't a person in sight, there wasn't a single thing that warranted a person being there. In one room, empty. In another, empty. All that was left was one room which was shut closed, and when that door swung open her heart dropped. Belongings, all belongings of all sorts, a typical boys room, posters of.. Aliens, books filled with alien facts, a duvet with a singular UFO on it, tattered carpets, messy sheets, messy clothes all over the place, a small desk in the corner with a lamp light and a few notepads, one single notebook open. She keeps forward into the room, glancing over at the bin filled with paper. She leant over the chair, looking at the book, her heart ached when she did such a thing. It was a note, a note directed for her. She cried, soft small tears but she cried as she picked up the book. She was so wrong for that.

She read the note, over and over again. It hurt her, it worried her, it shocked her. She had not thought something like that would happen, she thought it was all on him, she blamed him but she never thought it would be her in the wrong. She thought to herself how she could help, how she could make up for what she had done. She had to find him, she had to help him out, she had to make sure he was okay because all she could think about was him. All she has done for the past two days is worry. She never thought that something like this would happen, she hadn't expected her man to be in so much pain, and for her to only make it worse. She ached. She Cried. She took the note and ran out of the door, she was still in such a shock, such an emotional, anxious state, She needed help from everyone she could find, she had to find him, she would go and find him. She was so right for that.