My Sunshine

Epilogue 2 (Milo)

(Milo's POV)

I was sitting in my car, a cigarette between my lips, as I watched the snow flew around the car and landed softly on the ground. As soon as I sent that text to my little brother I knew I had to leave the US. So I dropped out of the school and bought a plane ticket to Germany. I don't know why I chose Germany, but I did. It was Christmas Eve when I got a call. I picked up to hear a frantic voice. I recognized it as my mother.

"Milo? Is that you? Look, I know that you probably wont care, but it's Shouyou. He's in the hospital and we don't know if he'll make it," she said, breaking into tears. I heard an unfamiliar voice. It sounded like a child, five maybe.

"Mommy, it'll be okay. He was mad. But it will be okay. Mommy? Please stop crying," they said. Surprised by the last sentence I hung up. I remember something. I don't want to remember it. But, still, the memory replays itself.

~Flashback Here~

I was in my room, with Shouyou. It was his 11th birthday. We were playing with some plastic action figures when we heard our father downstairs. He was yelling awful things at our mother. Strings of curses and slurs.He was drunk again. I saw Shouyou shaking. He could never handle this happening. It happened often.

"It'll be okay. He's mad. It'll be okay," I whispered. He shook his head and slapped my hand from his shoulder. He jumped up and slammed open the door and went to the stairs. He looked down at them to see his father holding up their mother by the neck, she was gasping for breath. Shouyou ran for him and jumped on him he grabbed his nose and hit it, hard. Over and over. At this point it was broken. The man dropped his wife on the ground and hit Shouyou so he fell back. He fell on his left arm, followed by an awful cracking sound. He had broken his arm. I was frozen by fear and watched everything happen. Shouyou grabbed an empty beer bottle by the handle off the table. Our father picked him up by his neck, both hands tightening around it. With the last of his strength he slammed the bottle on his fathers head. Glass shattered and flew everywhere. I hid as it flew past me, but still heard Shouyou cry out in pain as one shard cut his face. He was dropped to the floor. Without hesitation he crawled over to the shivering woman on the floor. I watched as blood began to spill from the dead man's head. But I still heard the small boy whisper something to his mother.

"Mommy? Please stop crying."

~Flashback End~

I slammed my hand on the dashboard of the car. I hated Hinata. But he saved my life. As well has my mother's. But, he still killed my father. My father was my best friend, I looked up to him, loved him more than anybody else in my family. Tears streamed down my face. This is what I wanted. Isn't it? Then it hit me. The unbearable guilt. I couldn't stand myself for even a few seconds. I stepped out into the snow and walked into the police station. Shivering, I turned myself in.

"Why?" they asked.

"Is it a crime to tell someone to kill themselves, and they actually do it?" I replied. The man nodded his head yes. I held out my hands, still crying. I was handcuffed. I asked to call my mom. I called her. I told her. She hates me now. It's okay. Because I do too.

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I know this was bad, and I'm sorry. Probably not what any of you wanted, but I felt it was okay. I'm not good at mushy gushy stuff but I love you all so much. I love you for reading my stories and getting them as high as they did. I just made them for fun and then this happened. I am crying as I write this because I'm just so happy.  And sad. Again I love you all, and thank you all so much.