Broken Artists

Chapter 4

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By the Time I got home from practice it was dinner time and Usagi-san was sitting on the living room couch with his phone shaking nervously in his hands. "Where were you? I've been home for about three hours! I was worried sick!" I put down my shoulder bag and took off my jacket. "I was with a friend." I answered, he stood up walking over to me angrily "Tell me next time damn it! What if you were kidnapped or raped?" By the time he finished screaming at me I was frustrated and tired. Angrily I yelled, "Well am I supposed to tell you EVERYTHING? I am 20 now I can take care of myself!" I watched as his bangs were falling in his face, covering his eyes.

"Who were you with? Was it a guy?" he asked quietly. I looked over at him to see him looking down at the floor. "Yes. It was a guy." He physically stiffened "Were just friends...the only guy I'll ever love will be you." I whispered the last part but loud enough where he could hear. I turned my head heading for the kitchen before i felt myself being pulled against a chest "I love you. I'm sorry for being so selfish and wanting you for myself." He whispered in my ear intertwining our fingers. " Its okay. I don't mind at times. I know you were just worried." I said leaning my head back on his chest.

After that small moment I walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner. Tonight I made us Yakizakana (Grilled fish), rice, with a side of Miso soup. I set the table and called Usagi down for dinner. "Ittadakimasu." We said in unison before digging into our meals. We ate in silence but it wasn't an awkward silence it was more of a comfortable silence. Usagi kept stealing glaces at me from the corner of his eyes, even I could see that but I did not say anything and continued eating.

After dinner I cleaned up the kitchen and went into my room getting ready for a shower. I closed my bedroom door instantly stripping, and feeling the cold air pierce my skin. I smiled turning on the faucet and waled out the bathroom to grab a rubber duck, on my way back I began to sing softly one of my favorite songs "White lips, Pale face, Breathing in snow flakes, burnt lungs, sour taste. Lights gone. Days end. Struggling to pay rent. Long nights... Strange men." I sat inside of the tub happily mumbling the lyrics to that amazing emotional song. I quickly washed myself and thought about my meeting tomorrow with the author. So he wants me to sing my song Only Human*...Why such a sad song? I stood up and pulled out the plug watching the water drain out slowly. "The worst things in life come free to us" Isn't
that what the singer said?... He was right the worst things in life do come free to us.

My mind flashed back to the shattered glass, the sirens, the screams, the cries, and the highly damaged cars with black bags lying next to them. It is my fault they died... I was being selfish, asking them to come home in the pounding rain and they died. By the time I came out from the bathroom I felt like crying. Just thinking about it tears me up. I felt broken, shattered, and most of all... I felt Selfish. I remembered back to a time where Usami-chichi almost hated me "Your very existence poses a great deal of trouble" Honestly... those words still ring in my ears. Maybe my existence changed and im not trouble to Usagi... maybe I am trouble to him... "Misaki." His angelic voice brought me out of my daze.

"Are you all right?"

I could only nod my head not trusting my voice. He looked at me worryingly.

"If something is bothering you, you should tell me Misaki."

My gaze fell to the floor instantly. Keep it together Misaki. You will only cause him trouble if you worry him.

I let out a nervous and forced laugh before saying quickly, "Its nothing Im fine hahah-a."

* Only Human is by 'K'

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