What They Don't Know | Short Story | Complete

4# Wrong Direction

2/23/19: ya'll this fic was made years back so it's pretty awful, apologizes for errors and such.

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Its gotten worse.

Everything has gotten worse.

The beatings, the insults, the bullies, everything!

I don't even know if I have my best friend anymore! (Well, if he considers me his friend.)

D-Did I do something wrong? Have I asked for too much in life? Was a friend too much to ask for?

Should I go? Do I even need to stay? Would everyone be happy if I were gone?

Why am I thinking like this?

I was snapped out of my thoughts with a yell sounding through my ear. "Sawada! Apparently you're thoughts are more important then this class! Care to share?"

I hate school.

"Sorry Sensei. It wont happen again." I forced a smile, not looking up at the teachers disappointed gaze.

Sensei huffed, turning away. Not before muttering something that confirmed my thoughts before hand.

"It would do this town some good if their wasn't someone as useless as this kid."

I smiled bitterly, of course teachers would say things like that. I took a quick look at Reborn, I wanted too see if he looked any different. (I wanted to see if he cared.)

He looked the same. Same stone cold face as before.

I felt a bubbly feeling well up inside of me, tears threatened to fall out. Why wasn't he doing anything? Why was he juST STANDING THERE!

Why....

Why is he just standing there...

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I felt dead for the next few days, Reborn didn't seem to notice my sudden distress. He continued as normal, calling me Dame-Tsuna and whacking me behind the head. (Why does it feel like he's one of the bullies?)

I was feeling my life crumble before me, I had no one to go too now. My father seemed to hate me, my bestfriend seemed to ignore me.

My mother was even worse now.

She's been coming up with better and better ways to torment me, she's found a way to beat me in every game we play so that I have to do the horrible challenges she gives me. I've only gotten close to beating her once.

But that one time lit a spark of hope in me.

Maybe I could do it. Maybe I could beat my mother at her own game.

Just Maybe....

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Things always went in the wrong direction for me.

But why would they go in the right direction?

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I watched as Mama spun around the kitchen. She was being oddly nice to me today, It was starting to freak me out a little bit.

She even brought me new clothes.

Suspicious.

I sat on the ground as Mama sat at the nice looking table, food in front of her. Just by looking at it made me kinda hungry. Maybe I could steal on-

"Tsuna."

That snapped me out of my thoughts quickly.

She gave me a (Beautiful) smile, eyes lighting up for the first time in a while. "Please come and sit at the table with me."

Oh.

She's asking me to sit at the table with her? Another game? Another trick for me too believe that she's actually changing, that she act-

"This isn't a trick."

I finally looked up, tears were already pooling in my eyes, just waiting too break free. "What?"

"This isn't a trick." The brunette repeated, tears were already pooling out of her eyes. Regret shown in her eyes. "I'm Sorry."

And then everything broke.

"IM SORRY!" I exclaimed, jumping up, running up to her and hugging her tightly. "Ill be a good girl! I promise! We can be happy!"

Mama just laughed happily, hugging me closer to her. "Mamas glad to hear that Tsu-chan! Mamas glad!"

Finally.

Everything was going too be okay.

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"Hello Tsuna! I'm Ms.Ukwima!" I looked up, seeing a strange women standing next to Mama. I stopped watching T.V and smiled brightly at her. I was still happy from before.

"Hiya!" I exclaimed, still smiling. I wondered on why this women was here though. Mama was giving me a weird look...

Ms.Ukwima looked serious for a moment before regaining her cheerful look, "Is it alright if I ask you a question. Just one question if you mind. Then I'll be on my way!"

I nodded, still happy. "Un!"

She looked at me, seeming as too search my eyes. "Are...Are you happy here?"

What.

I felt my mouth dry up. Is that why this person is here?

I looked up at Mama, her usually hate-filled eyes met mine. Weren't they loving before?

Then it hit me, I felt like I was getting hit by a train.

How could I be so...So stupid?!

That wasn't regret in her eyes for treating me horribly, it was regret in acting like she loved me!

Glancing over at the women, I had a sudden thought. I could tell the women, I could tell the women everything Mama had ever done to me. I could get her back.

I could get her ba-

"Un! I love it here with Mama! Mama is so nice and caring! I L-"

Stop.

"-ove it here with Mama! And when Papa comes home I love it even mor-"

What am I saying?

"-e! We got out for ice-cream and go to movies! So why wou-"

This isn't true!

"-ld'nt I be ha-"

STOP TALKING!

"-pp-"

IM NOT HAPPY!

"-y!"

I smiled brightly at the lady, noticing the relief in her eyes.

I looked down at the floor. 'Please...Someone...Help me.'

I never did notice the shadow watching in the tree.

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Yup.

I know.

- Meopize <3