A Twisted World

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"Kaneki?" I call out as I walk into his room.

Seeing he's not there, I walk into the bathroom.

"Kaneki?" I call out again.

I pull out my phone and call him.

"Hey, this is Kaneki Ken. I'm not available at the moment but I will try to answer your message as soon as possible. Goodbye." His voicemail sounds more innocent than it does now.

I hear those three sentences two more times before I allow the phone to fall dejectedly at my side.

"Kaneki?" I whisper quietly to no one in particular.

I push open the door and run down the steps towards the members floor.

"Yes?" Naki answers his door after I finish lightly knocking on it.

"Kaneki?" I ask desperately, my eyes tearing up.

Naki looks away awkwardly.

"Naki?" I grab his shirt and gently pull him down to my level.

"I'm sorry.." He says sadly.

I let go and stumble backwards.

"W-where is he?!" I ask.

"He asked to be sent on a special mission. It's been open for a while now but no one has taken it because of how dangerous it is. It's unknown how long it'll take to complete." Naki explains gently.

I slide down the wall onto the floor. I pull my knees up to my chest and lean my head down on them.

"Why?" I whisper, tears already rushing down my face.

Naki sits beside me and wraps an arm around me.

"He had to.." Naki says.

"No he didn't!" I exclaim. "You said he went and asked to do it!"

"Keiko.." He searches for words.

"Does this mean he's breaking up with me?" My voice cracks.

"He loves you, Keiko!" Naki exclaims firmly. "It's just a break!"

Hearing that awful term, I push myself off the ground and sprint towards the stairwell.

"Keiko!" Naki calls after me.

I rush up the stairs and into my room.

I slam the door shut and fall to the floor.

I turn on the radio and the song that comes on is the worst possible song to come on at this moment.

I blare the speakers so that the singers desperate voice surrounds me.

I curl up into a ball and cry my eyes out.

Everything burns.

Everything stings.

I feel like my heart is slowly tearing itself apart.

The song ends and I shut off the radio.

I walk over to the window and I shove it open.

I climb out and sit on the ledge. A few more inches and I would fall.

"Cold bones... Yeah, that's my love. He hides away like a ghost. Oooh, does he know that we bleed the same? Ooh, don't wanna cry but I break that way..." I sing the song as softly and sadly as the singer.

"Colds sheets, but where's my love? I am searching high, I'm searching low in the night. Ooh, does he know that we bleed the same? Ooh, don't want to cry but I break that way." I continue.

"Did he run away, did he run away, I don't know.. If he ran away, if he ran away, come back home..."

"Just come home..."

"I got a fear, oh, in my blood. He was carried up into the clouds high above." Tears rush down my face now.

"Ooh, if you're there, I bleed the same.. Ooh, if you're scared, I'm on my way."

"Did you run away, did you run away? I don't need to know... If you ran away, if you ran away, come back home.."

"Just come home.." I finish.

I let my head fall back as I gaze at the dark, starless sky.

"Did you run away?" I whisper into the night.

The night air blows by gently and twists my hair about.

I lean my head against the bricks and wonder how things ended up this way.

I should have told his about my kagune. About Tsukiyama. About everything.

I kept secrets and I built a wall and now he's gone.

I need a distraction from these thoughts...

I slowly drag my wrist along the ragged edge of the bricks.

I turn my forearm to face me and I watch the thick red blood fall from my skin onto the pavement far below.

"Does he know that we bleed the same?" I softly ask no one in particular.

I let the skin rejoin before I climb back into the room.

I wash off the remaining blood and throw on some knee socks and a large sweater.

"Just come home.." I whisper quietly as I fall asleep.

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The song Keiko sang is called "Where's my love" by SYML

I didn't put it in the media bit cause I didn't want you guys to listen to it at the wrong part.

Kinda an accurate description of me right now, but anyways...

You guys don't wanna hear the dramatic garbage of my life, you wanna hear the dramatic garbage of Keikos life XD

Sorry for the short chapter, maybe I'll get a big one done soon.

Love you guys!