The Host Clubs Rose (A OHSHC Love Story)

Chapter 13: "its too late... to tell him everything."

when i was little... i never truly felt loved by anyone. my mother put on a brave face and said she loved me... or was it just guilt eating away at her?

i sure as hell know Mr. Otari didn't love me. he hated me with every fiber of his being.

in his eyes; i was tearing apart a family that was truly already broken.

mother told me about the days he would come home late from work with the smell of alcohol masking his secretary's cheap perfume, and the bruises that mother would find on Kyoya after leaving Mr. Otari's office.

i remember Kyoya waking from nightmares saying "daddy please stop, that hurts!"

as long as im alive, he will never lay a finger on Kyoya again.

we may not be blood related; but i would protect Kyoya as if he truly was my brother.

i tried protecting you... i couldn't do anything. i sit now staring at my television... watching that security tape over and over... wishing i could have done something. I was in a dark, cold place. thinking of you and only you.

i see it in your eyes on the tape... those last seconds while you were still conscious, you were thinking about me.

i don't know why anyone would waste their time thinking about me. I'm just some stupid commoner.

Mori... please come back.