A Trail of Butterflies

Nightmares

(Your POV)
As soon as the two behind us were out of earshot, Yato started scolding me.
"What were you doing, Tsuki?!" He hissed, glaring at me with those narrow, cat-like eyes. "Why did you hurt Kazuma?"
I kept my gaze steady, staring towards where we were running. "I don't know." My voice cracked in the last word, conveying the terror I was trying to hide from myself. How had I done that? I didn't mean to hurt that man. Something had come over me and it had been like I was watching it occur from outside of my body.
Yato slowed, causing me to stumble and skid to a halt beside him.
The wind swirled through the empty buildings around us, making eerie howling noises, sharp against my ears. The moon's light was flickering in and out behind a cluster of thick clouds. The darkness was choking me.
I swallowed the sudden urge to sob, biting my lip. What had I done to that Shinki? Everything was blurred. I didn't know.
Yato was saying something but I couldn't hear him, instead staring dizzily at my wrists. As I watched them, faint lines of red began to pulse upon them, growing in size and color the longer I looked at them. Scars.
I felt something thick wrapped around my neck, and reached up to feel a rope. Then I turned to Yato to say something, but as I opened my mouth, nothing came out.
The world disappeared.

It was dark. Then I first saw the faint outline of a girl in front of me, one with long tresses of beautiful hair, and large eyes. I reached out for her, and she reached out for me. I was looking in a mirror. In the reflection, a man was coming up behind me, one with the same hair color and same small smile. He clapped his hand down on the reflection's shoulder, who smiled up at him. I felt nothing. Then a searing pain broke from the center of my chest and in the reflection, the man was gone, replaced by two others who began to pull at my clothes, causing me to scream frantically. They vanished as well, replaced by a girl. "Ugly." She crooned, causing tears to streak down the reflection's cheeks. She vanished as well, and then there was a class of students, staring at the reflection. "Weirdo." I heard. "Strange girl...." "Got assaulted by some guys..." "We should play with her..." They disappeared. All that was left was me, shivering and alone. They don't understand. The thought hit me like a blow to the gut, and I doubled over for a moment, before glancing back up and seeing my reflection standing on a chair, a rope around her neck. She was laughing insanely, her wrists covered in blood. The chair tipped, and everything vanished.

"Tsuki? Tsuki!"
Yato's voice echoed in my head, quite painfully.
I slowly opened my eyes, sitting up. We were in a dark room with a large window to one side, a door to the other. I spotted a low, brown table towards the window, and two figures in the dim darkness behind Yato. A glance out the window told me we were on the second floor of whatever building it was, and I grimaced as a bolt of pain hit my head. "Yato..."
He leaned towards me. "What? Are you okay? We were on our way home and you passed out." He glanced back at the two figures behind him. "Yukiné and Hiyori helped me get you here."
The two silhouettes stepped out of the darkness, and revealed a boy about my age with honey-blonde hair and large orange eyes, wearing a long green jacket with orange lining, a white shirt, and blue jeans, as well as a girl slightly older than me with long brown hair, pretty pink eyes, and a girl's school uniform of purple, similar to a sailor-girl's outfit.
"The boy is Yukiné, my blessed vessel. The girl is Hiyori... My friend." Yato was watching Hiyori in a way that indicated he thought of her as more than a friend. "Anyway, what was that dream that you were having?" He turned his intense blue stare to me.
I swallowed. "I know how I died." I mumbled.
The god's eyes widened. "What?! Really? How?!"
I stared down at the ground, my heart pounding. "Suicide."