Chapter 12

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I do not own k project. Also this chapter is dedicated to InuyashaGirl. Luv u <3

Shizuka pov

It was past midnight and I can't seem to get Totsuka's words out of my head,"They care for each other. We care for you, and you care for us. That is what makes a family."
      He also said that a normal family has a mom and father. I don't remember such things. I don't remember the warmth You felt in parents arm, or so that is what Totsuka explained. I just remember the warmth of the Dresedan Slate and the warmth of the flames that surrounded me. There were no arms, no smiles, no caring eyes. Just the feeling of safety from the flames. 
     The moment the Gold clan awoke me, my warmth was gone. It was cold, too cold for my liking. Was the world always this cold? Why is it so cold? What makes it so cold? Was it the air, or maybe it was the fear and bitterness that these people felt. This was the first feeling I felt in this world.
     The next was pain, so much pain. I didn't get why they were hurting me. They cut me open, anesthetics didn't work on me, so I felt everything. I don't know how old I was, but I grew along with the people that tortured me. Some left and some came. But it was the something everyday. They put through pain that would make a normal person pass out. However, I stayed awake through it.
     After years, I no longer felt the pain. The wires and needles that were put in my body as I was hung like a doll in a goldfish bowl never hurt me anymore. When the burned and sliced my feet monthly to prevent me from running, nothing. The burning sensation, the scalpel that would bite my skin was no longer felt. It was just there.
      Warmth was never there. Not in their eyes, their smiles, or their words. No arms could bring the safety humans were meant feel, the kindness that's meant to be felt, the warmth that was meant to be shared. It was never there.
      So, I guess that's why I was in debt to Mikoto, Totsuka, and Izumo. Despite barely meeting them, they brought the warmth I never knew existed. Their Red helped a lot, but it was something else too. I'm not sure why, but it was there. Maybe, this was my family, and it was hopefully going to keep growing.
     "Shizu-chan what's wrong?" Totsuka asked breaking me out my thoughts. Mikoto was napping, Izumo and Rikio were talking, and Totsuka was looking at me.
"Nothing important." I said. I got off my seat at the bar to help Totsuka with dinner. Maybe, this was my family.

What do you guys think? Do you like it? Sorry it's short. But, I love you all
- chizuru ;p

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