Invisible (Mikleo x reader)

Chapter 12

Mikleo's POV

Where was (Y/n)? I couldn't find her anywhere. She wasn't on the rooftop so I had no idea where to look. It was strange seeing as how she was fine just yesterday.

"Hey Mikleo, want to eat lunch with me today?" Shiori asked hopefully.
"Ah, sorry. I'm looking for (Y/n)-"
"Oh, she told me that she decided to stay home today. Apparently, she's feeling ill."
"Oh..."
"Come on, let's go. I know a really good spot to eat."

I reluctantly followed her outside, where the sun was shining down too hard. Shiori led me to a cherry blossom tree. There was plenty of shade underneath.

She took my hand and gently dragged me to the tree. I forced a smile, desperately wishing that it was (Y/n) instead of her. Why though? (Y/n) was no better than Shiori...I shouldn't think like that.

"It's nice here, isn't it?" she asked, a small smile appearing on her face.
"Yeah."
"Here, I brought you lunch. I made it myself."

I internally sighed before letting her feed me the food. I was sure everyone that passed by would think that we were dating, which I didn't want.

As she happily ate here with me, I couldn't help but realise that this was probably the happiest I've seen her. I mean, it was sorta obvious that she liked me but could I really make her this happy?...

"Hey Mikleo, do you like anyone?" Shiori asked, almost making me choke on the food.
"I uh- no, I don't. Why do you ask?"
"Hehe, no reason."

She moved so that she could lean her back against the tree. I stared at the sky, unsure of what to do with her. Should I start a conversation or just continue doing nothing?

*sigh* If only Sorey was here, he'd know what to do. I wasn't really good with this without him. Geez, that just made me sound so pathetic.

"What do you like to do in your spare time?" she asked casually.
"When I have spare time...I don't know really. Hang out with friends I guess."
"Hmm, at least that's better than studying. My mum makes me study when I get home and won't let me rest till I can memorise everything."
"Sounds harsh."

I heard her sneeze quietly before coughing. Was she sick? Geez, why did she even come outside then?...I handed her my jacket, which she hesitantly took with a quiet 'thank you'.

"Are you sick? Do you have a cold?"
"N-no, I'm fine."
"You should take some medicine. It'll help."

(Y/n)'s POV

Tears slid down my cheeks. Why was this happening to me? I didn't want this. I never asked for this! So why?! I never chose for Mikleo to hang out with me!

"Do you think that's enough, Catherine?" asked one of the girls.
"Yeah, should be for now. Let's go before someone sees us," Catherine replied.

I could only watch helplessly as the group of girls left me alone in the dark alleyway. It was painful, and it wasn't just the physical pain.

It was true that the numerous beatings they put me through were terrible but I couldn't help but feel angered, upset...guilty. I blamed others for my pain when it was really my own fault.

I could've refused to hang out with Mikleo and put in a good word for Shiori. I could've helped them get together while pushing my own feelings aside. I could've continued to act as a monster in front of him so that he'd never approach me again...

Yet, why couldn't I do any of those things? Why did I want to hang out with him so much? I wasn't like this because I liked him, right? Maybe I just wanted to see Shiori suffer...

I wrapped my jacket around my body, pulling it tighter to keep out the cold wind. The blood seeped through the thin fabric of my clothes and leaked onto the floor.

I could barely keep my eyes open. It would be so much better to just fall asleep and never wake up again. I wonder what that'd be like.

Despite thinking all this, I willed myself to get up, having to lean against the wall to steady myself. It was hard to walk, let alone stand. I could hardly move my fingers.

"Hey, looks like we found someone," exclaimed a drunk man.

No...not now. This was the last thing I wanted. In my current state, it was probably better to die than to keep surviving. The only thing that drove me forward was the fear of death.

"Oi, she'll be dead by the time you're done with her. Look at the state she's in," said the other.

The two men argued loudly while walking towards me. Nobody would come to help someone like me. No one knew that I needed help...

There was only one thing I could do. Despite how much I wanted to avoid this, I had to do it. If I didn't want to die, then this was the only choice.

I muttered a spell under my breath, summoning all the power I could manage. Dark souls emerged from the ground, floating around me like smoke.

"Hey little missy, what's that black thing around you? Are you a seraph? Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

I opened my eyes and glared at the two men. They cowered in fear. It wasn't a surprise. My eyes were probably pitch black. This happened almost every time I used this dark power.

I willed the souls to take over the men, torturing their minds till to the point where they wanted to die. This was nothing...I wasn't a murderer but I could definitely torture.

Ugh, my heart...it was better to stop using my power now or else it'd take over my body. But these men angered me. How could they just attack a helpless girl?

I quickly stopped controlling the souls, letting the two men slump to the ground clawing at their face. Damn it, I used too much power...I couldn't stay awake for much longer...