Chapter 15

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Akio hadn't talked to me much the past few days. He was really upset, but wouldn't talk to me about anything. I guess he still just didn't trust me that much. I sat in the bathroom, with the door locked. I was half-tempted to pull out a razor blade and use it on myself. But then I remembered the promise I'd made to Akio. "I won't if you won't, alright? Promise me." He'd said. "Okay, I promise." The words echoed through my mind as I sat there, just staring at the ceiling of the bathroom, letting the tears stream down my face freely. I sighed and looked around. The hardest part of all of it. . . Was that I couldn't help him. I felt myself about to fall asleep. I hadn't gotten any sleep for the last few nights. I let myself fall asleep for a few minutes. I was woken up by Akio pounding on the bathroom door. "Mika, are you alright?" I heard him say through the door, sounding alarmed. I threw my head back and let out another sigh. "I'm fine, I just fell asleep for a few minutes." I said, getting up and walking over to the door. I unlocked it and opened it, ignoring Akio and walking out and back to my room, shutting the door behind me. I leaned against the door and slid my back down until I was sitting against it. I grabbed the object immediately to the left of me, which happened to be my notebook, and threw it as hard as I could across the room. This just isn't fair. I thought to myself, trying desperately to calm down. No matter how good things are going, I always find a way to ruin it.

"I'm fucking useless!" I screamed, not caring that Akio was in the house. I pulled the black bows holding my twintails in place out of my hair and threw them to the floor. I buried my face in my hair, sobbing quietly. I'm weak. The thought repeated in my head. Suddenly I saw a paper being slid under the door. I picked it up, unfolding and reading it. It said;

I'm sorry I haven't been talking much. I just can't bring myself to. And I'm sorry, I know it doesn't help anything. I'll explain everything if you just stop locking yourself in different rooms. I love seeing your face. Just that helps.

Akio's handwriting was a bit messy, but I loved it. I folded the piece of paper back up, and tied my hair in two low twintails again. I went out of my room and into Akio's room, where he was sitting on his bed. "Akio, explain. Just talk to me. Let me help you. Please." I said as he looked up at me, meeting my gaze. "Okay, ask me anything, and I'll answer" He said in reply. I sighed, and my the words flew off my tongue faster than I'd expected. "Why'd your sister kill herself? And who do you think was on the phone, and what does he have to do with your sister? And why are you so afraid to tell me?"

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