Better Times || A Splatoon Story

Day IX Hour 14

Sorry for my very crappy picture of them... Ehhhhh they look so awkward...
Pink one on the left Deji
Purple one on the right Sayuri

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Everyone behind us was silent. Especially Sayuri and Kazu. Deji turns behind us. "Why the heck you behind us? Scadaddle!" She forcefully shoos everyone away. I see Agent 4 peek at the scene. My hands formed a fist, shaking. My breath getting shorter. "What... did you just say," my voice was raspy, but demonic too. My eyes were pitched black, just like mother's was before she was taken. "Deji..." Sayuri stutters quietly. "Yeah you're as bad as that traitor. The one who goes to octolings? Pathetic!" She laughs. "Deji..." Sayuri starts to warn her. "How... Do you even know... that?!" My voice was loud and angry, but nobody looked at us to care. I looked at my parasol, grabbing it. "Dun Koro told me and spread it around!" She pushes me down onto the carpet floor. "DEJI!" Sayuri yells. Everyone is silent. We all look at tiny Sayuri. Deji whips to her twin. "Let's go..." Sayuri sighs. She and Kazuhiro turn and started to walk out of the arcade. I got this idea to just stab her, I had the chance. I looked around, Agent 4 making eye contact with me. He knew what I was going to do. He gave that look. The look that says 'don't do it/it's not worth it'. My eyes turn normal, and my hands were less tense. Right now, I just felt so alone. Am I that crazy without, Callie? My feet got off of the machine, and I made sure I had my backpack. I leave, the arcade was boring now. When I stepped out and opened my parasol, it seemed like nobody was here. Even Agent 4 wasn't there stalking me. Timidly, I started wandering around the empty city of Inkopolis.

Inkopolis was quiet, too quiet. I felt the darkness closing in. Each step I took, it became dark. I was so lonely. Not even Agent 4 could save this hell I'm living right now. I looked around my empty surroundings, I could barely see what was going on. I just heard faint laughter taunting me. All the pain and regret I tried to brush off attacked me and I remembered so many unwanted memories. All with my real parents and ones with Grandpa. I couldn't hold my tears back, they just spilt out. All unwanted thoughts rushed in after. Words just rang in my head.

"You're the real reason Callie's gone."

"You're the real reason Callie was taken."

"You're the real reason your father was murdered."

"You're the real reason Grandpa never loved you."

"It was all you."

My tears spilled harder and more. I just couldn't take it. "Why don't you end it all? It will be easier." My mind whispers to me. Without knowing, I almost fell but a hand grabbed me. I snapped back to reality. I almost fell into the subway tracks, the train started coming towards me. I was jerked back and into Agent 4's tight embrace. The train zoomed pass us with the force of wind accompanying it. My tears still didn't stop, I couldn't speak. "You were almost killed, are you okay?" Agent 4 pushes me out of the embrace gently, facing me. "I'm fine..." I sniffle, brushing his hands off of my shoulders. "You don't look fine, tell me what's wrong," Agent 4 locked his sea green orbs with my amber. "Satomi! I said I'm fine! Leave me alone," I stormed off, closing my parasol. Tears stop flowing, I glanced behind me. Agent 4, he still stood there, closing his eyes in disbelief. It made my heart hurt more than I should, I felt too bad to tell him. I whip my head back to look ahead of me. I went into the station, riding home. I sat a window and curled into a ball, sulking in the corner. Nobody cared to sit with me, with some empathy. I really need that, especially so I can rant to them. But nobody will, I bet nobody has been through what I've been through.