~Mizuko's POV~
I can hardly remember the last time my mother and father aimed a smile towards me. When you're an unwanted child, life is depressing. You start to see the world in a whole different perspective. It's like you are forever trapped in a compact box. For people like me, we have no motivation to do anything.Back then, I was so clueless about the world around me. My mother and father were famous for something unsuspecting. Naomi and Mistuki Kouneneka were two of the most famous murderers across the globe. The Kouneneka family is a family of murderers and assassins, they kill without hesitation. Killing without hesitating was an expectation of everyone. Even if you hesitated for just a second, you would get punished heavily.
My name is Mizuko Kouneneka. At age 5, I realized the world was unfair. Back then, my mother would hit and slap me. I never knew that that was not her worst. As for my father, well, you'll see. I had an older brother, Takashi Kouneneka. He was to me, the best person in the whole wide world. He was a saint and I was a devil.
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I ran around my room, the basement, touching wall to wall getting in the extra exercise that I need in order to live in my unhealthy life. I didn't need the exercise though since I was only bones and skin. Today, I am 5 years old. My older brother, Taka-Chan, walked in my basement and simply said, "Follow me Mizu." Of course, being the obedient child I was, I immediately followed my trustworthy brother. He was so nice to me. He never made fun of my girly clothing or the fact that I am more like a little sister than a little brother. "Taka-Chan, where are you taking me?" I said in the small weak voice I had. Takashi simply made a shh-ing motion as he walked out the back of the mansion I lived beneath. Oh I wish I could explain it. Green life flowing everywhere my pupils hit, animals I never knew existed thrived in the endless forest in front of my blue hues. It was like all of my doubts that a world outside of that basement was impossible had been ran over by, whatever can run over doubts. The sudden shock of the world made me fall behind of my brother. I hardly noticed that he had picked me up and started to run in an unknown direction. This sight was truly beautiful, something I may never see again. "Mizu-Kun" My elder brother beckoned to me. He had already set me down in front of this odd contraption that other children my age were playing on. It was strange, they could so easily fall and get hurt. Yet they had no fears as they slid down a tube that looked too high for comfort. "What's that? Why are we here?" I asked as I noticed an older boy, about Takashi's age, starting to walk up to us. "Surprise! Happy Birthday Mizu!" Takashi said with his usual big and bright smile. "Wah. B-But, won't you get in trouble Taka-Chan?!" I accidentally yelled gaining some unwanted stares of the other children. Takashi patted my head. "It's been your dream to see the outside world and I wanted to make your dream come true" He said. I almost thought that my brother was an angel sent from heaven. He was so radiant that I felt like standing next to him would burn my flesh from how impure I was, or how impure I was repeatedly told I was. I looked at the man that had been awkwardly standing there for quite awhile. He had blond hair and goldish eyes. A ray of sun in my very dark life. I remember staring at him for quite some time before my older brother introduced us to each other. "This is my younger brother, Mizuko. We look alike huh?" Takashi smiled brightly as he talked to the man. He had lied. We looked nothing alike. "Mizu, this is Haruti Kino. My best friend." He said. 'Haruti' I thought to myself as my gaze dropped to the floor. I knew that he cared for my brother a lot. I may as well just be an insect compared to their impenetrable bond. "It's nice to meet you...
Haruti.." I said with my voice. Oh how I hated that voice.
((Yaoi-Mystery ))
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I didn't know then, that Haruti Kino would end up close with me. I didn't know what would happen after that time. I remember how I had forgotten about my birthday after that day. That day was like a sin in my eyes. He did nothing wrong yet he was gone. My parents killed my precious brother that day, my birthday. I would never forgive myself. It was my fault. All my fault.After I had found my brother's corpse on my basement floor, I was beaten. Naomi would beat me then on. It was terrible. She was terrible. I was terrible. I wish I could have died along side my brother. I would repeatedly get reminded everyday that I was the cause of his death since his corpse remained in that basement for such a long time, until it decayed and was nothing more than a pile of bones and old ripped clothes.
The next big event that happened, happened when I reached the age of 10. Unless you would consider starting school after my brother's death a big event. However, that is for another day.
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The Pasts We Never Knew
General Fiction"The world is so unfair. Why is that? I wish I could die and decay just like my brother. I wish I could take his place in death. Mother beats me, father doesn't care. Why am I alive?" ~Mizuko Kouneneka "Fuck everyone. They can all burn in hell...at...