[BEING EDITED.] [ My little cupcake ] A Natsuki x Sayori story

~Part 2: pain~

Silence.

   That's all Sayori heard, she could hear her own thoughts within her own mind. She hug her pillow like a doll, waiting for the tears to fall down her face and on to the pillow. She was shaking, like it was the middle of winter, scared too.

She always thought she was a burden to people. Of course, after the club meeting, she had to walk home by herself, her beloved friend; MC, wasn't in a club so no one was there to walk with her.

She felt the tears rolling down her face, she bury her face even deeper into the pillow, "Why am I a burden to everyone? I want to be happy but... I just can't be...?"

  Sayori trailed off, looking at her open closet, seeing the rope dangling from the top of it. All she wanted was to be happy, she puts a smile on her face every time she went to school, every time she saw her beloved friend; MC, and every time when she was in the club room with the friends: Yuri, Natsuki, and Monika whom she cared for a lot. When she was younger, she was bright and really happy, but when reality hit, she was force to wear a mask she once called her old self.

  Sayori's room was filled with darkness and only the sounds of Sayori crying filling the room around. Feeling her phone going off on her desk, she stood up, hiccups escaping her lips. She cleared her throat and press answer

  "Hello?" Sayori said in a cheerful tone, but she doesn't like it anymore. It was just all an act.

"SAYORI! CAN I... I COME OVER?!" The voice on the other-line sound distress and had that hint of fear like those characters or actors have in horror movies.

Sayori recognize the voice to be her friend; Natsuki, "Why, of course! I'll like to have a friend over any day~!" Sayori replied.

"I'll be here as quick as I can! Bye." Natsuki said, soon hanging up. Sayori sigh sadly, she wish she didn't say yes, but would it matter in this end?

  Soon, Natsuki arrives at Sayori's home, Sayori open the door after hearing the knock on her front door, "Natsuki! Hiiii!" Sayori said with a dorky smile as she let Natsuki inside her home but she didn't and soon the silence fell short, "Thanks for letting me come over! I just wanted a friend to hang out with." Natsuki said.

  Sayori looks at the short female and hug her tightly, Natsuki hugged back, confused. "Why would you hug me?!" Natsuki yelled, Sayori slowly dying inside.

  Sayori pulled away, patting the smaller female's head, "Well... I'm just happy you came over!" Natsuki tilted her head but brush it off. The pink small female walked inside Sayori's home.

Natsuki softly sighs, she wish someone knew what her so 'father' does to her. Sayori gently closes the front door and skipped over to Natsuki, "My room is upstairs," Sayori said pointing to a stair case that seems to be leading somewhere, "You can sleep on the couch or my bed! Best if you sleep on my bed instead!" Natsuki nodded and headed upstairs.

  Natsuki opens the door to see a nice comfy room with tons of things which Sayori would like (in the girl's eyes). Sayori soon following afterwards and patting the small/short girl on the back. It was only just a normal Friday night for them so they had a weekend ahead of them. Natsuki smiles a bit at Sayori's kindness, she wanted to say something but something caught her eye, in the closet, rope. She was about to tell Sayori but Sayori walked over to her bed, patting it down for Natsuki.

  It felt like forever before the sun came out. Natsuki snap her eyes open like she was ready for something but nothing, forgetting that she was at Sayori's house, she slowly got up and yawn due to her sleepiness, soon stretching to make sure her arms and legs wouldn't feel tired or dead later for the day. Sayori was still sleeping, catching a glimpse of Sayori, she had dried tears running down her face. Natsuki didn't know what to say... after seeing her poem from
Yesterday's meeting and seeing the dried up tears running down her face... She thought to herself

'Sayori...? What happen to you...?'

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- This is very clichė but I don't care. I'm trying my dudes. Ok cyaaaa!~ - Kit/author.

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Edited by Kit.