[COMPLETED] "NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU"
"'You are awake.'"
Stress, decisions, interpretations and life itself cause and create a split reality of some sort. With your mind always questioning, 'it' making your life a mess, and you not being able to con...
Louder the voices grew, in the midst of complete darkness. Left, right, left, right.
A crack of a whip played itself repeatedly. Burns and red marks appeared. Merely were the eyes closed. It didn't hurt as bad as it should.
The whips stopped and something grabbed my wrists, hoisting my waist upwards. A hand running up my thighs and held my hips, forcing something pulsing deep into me.
Forceful and paining, the man said between grunts, "Worthless piece of shit. Only good for fucking and releasing on."
There was pain but it didn't hurt. Not anymore. It became normal, but scarring. I learned that this world was more dangerous, painful and unfair than the common eyes can see.
That clip ended. Voices grew once more, flooding senses. More scenes and clips went one after another.
"That old bastard you call a father can take care of you the way I can." Desk.
"Why don't you come to me and make sure your given a reward?" Door.
"Why make an effort to learn when you have your hands and body?" Counter and pills.
Flashbacks and memories of these people played, comments upon comments until,
"That bastard called your father doesn't treat you well. You will never be loved, but at least you have a chance in this world." The video stopped on this one.
"Shut up, Lusiel." I said, pushing away as we walked to his place.
"It's the truth. You should just runaway."
"I can't. Not at the moment."
6 months he died. 7 months after I left.
When I left, I left someone.
I left someone who I'm not sure what he thought of me.
Lusiel was a brother. An a-hole you can call a brother. Ten was a good teacher who was kind to his students.
What happened that day left me with the same words over playing in my head.
"You will never be loved, but at least you have a chance in this world."
It's not that I loved the teacher. I used him as a support and it was spur of the moment. I liked him. He liked me. There was no love.
I don't even know what I'm think about anymore. I'm walking aimlessly at these never ending memories. I did what he suggested and look at me know.
I'm trying to have a normal life, but I can't. If I didn't run away, I wouldn't be struggling. I wouldn't have to be like this, present with someone that does like me, but I find it hard to accept.
No ever loved me.
Lusiel was just there. He was my comfort. My counselor. My friend and treacherous brother. He was close.
But Gemini...
"Who cares about him?"
A figure appears, slowly walking round me.
"Well, weren't those interesting? It's been a while since I've seen those ones. Man, I've forgotten most of these. Then again, I never saw them in the first place."
He smirked. "That last one though... he had his way with you. You were so naive to even enter that classroom, knowing who he was. You didn't even go home until who knows when. And you still had to go through it again when you got home!" He started laughing so hard, he had to wiped some tears.
"L-Lusiel...?" I stepped towards him but he fizzled away, showing up in a different direction.
"Don't even utter that name." He said sharply. His voice so low and serious, almost making me shiver.
"You... who can't even do something as simple as timing. You can't runaway at the right time, can't save people at the right time, can't even-"
He paused.
"Is this even worth explaining...." he muttered.
"Look, I'm sorry man, but I thought you were stronger than this!"
He roses his eyebrow and walked closer, stealth taking over. "What do you mean?"
I stepped back a bit. "I mean, look at you. Wasting your afterlife on me. Little old me who hurt you-"
Suddenly, air escape from me. My voice got cut off and it felt like I was being strangled.
"Little old you? You?! What the hell do you mean by that?! You are so special and you failed to realize that up to this day! Those cuts and scars make you beautiful and strong, but you can't even-"
He let out a sigh as he continued towards me. "Do you think I would waste my time on you if I didn't care? Everything is your fault! You let those people do those things to you! And you keep blaming yourself!"
"No... I had no choice..." I barely spoke.
"No choice? Ha! My goodness! You know nothing! And until you see something, you will continue as you have been. I won't stop, Y/N. Not until you get to yourself.
"Or before I get to you."
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My eyes flew upon.
"Y/N!" Gemini held me as I sat up a bit, his hand holding my shoulder.
I reached for my neck and squeezed it hard.
"What are you doing?!" He yelled, yanking my hand away.
I could breath, but I could still the pressure around my neck.
I held my chest and made an effort to get up, but my legs gave up, causing me to fall back into his lap.
"Come on Y/N. Talk to me! What happened?" He put my head on his chest and wrapped his arm around me. "Please say something," he softly whispered, his voice sounding so concerned he might cry.
My mouth open but nothing came. I couldn't. It hurt, but I tried to say something, even a few words. "Okay... get notebook... pen..." I held my neck again and pointed towards my bag.
He carefully put me down and scurried to the bag, bring it back with him. He searched through it and pulled them out. "Here," He said, putting them on my lap.
I flipped a page and quickly scribbled down what needed to be said. Putting down the pen, I turn the pad towards. His eyes widened at what he read, reciting it out loud.
