Second Chance

Red Moon

Hello my dear readers. It's been 2 months since my last chapter. Sorry for not updating sooner😅 I was faced with writers block. Here's the new part I have been working on. Hope you guys enjoy!
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Tsubaki Yui's Point Of View
(The Next Morning)
My bedroom door opened and I saw that mother and father had entered my room. I slowly opened my eyes, and slowly got out of bed. "Mother , father, what are you doing in my room?" I asked. They turned around surprised that I was awake. Then they huddled together and started to discuss. Although they weren't good whisperers I could hear biys and pieces of it, like "How is she awake. . .", "Is she a mage. . .", "Impossible the doctor said. . ." Then it seemed like they had finished discussing, because they turned around.
"Oh nothing, dear." I blinked a few times and then rubbed my eyes. "Is this a dream?" I wondered. Mother and father were never this nice to me, it was suspicious. I wondered why they thought u was asleep.
"Mother, father are you ok?" I asked. I was a little worried, but not much since they have beat me up and abused me too much for me to care too much about them.
"Yes, we're fine. Why do you ask?". "Nothing, it's just that you look worried" I asked. Now that I thought about it, Haru nii was like this to. I wondered what was wrong with them, and with a red moon appearing that was even more suspicious. I wonder what they were hiding from me. "Mother, father may you please get out, I need to change", they excused themselves and then left.
(After Breakfast)
Mother and father were nice to me during breakfast. That was new, usually when they could have breakfast with me at the table they hit me before eating and then verbally abuse me. I didn't think to much about it because if it was a one day thing, I wanted to enjoy it as much as possible.

Tsubaki Kazuma Point of View(Father)
My daughter has never showed any signs of magic since birth. Even the doctor said that she had none. Unless she had little amount of magical energy, so the doctor said she had none, or she had special magic and that magic was hidden by a disguise skill. But I dismissed that idea since my daughter didn't seem like anything special. I continued to walk to my office and continue my work.
(After A Few Hours)
I looked at the clock only to see that it was already 8:58 pm, it only felt like a few seconds ago that it was 10:00 am. "Wow, time passed by so fast." I rubbed my eyes and then stretched my back. I got up and went downstairs.

Tsubaki Yui's Point Of View
I looked at the ceiling above my head. I had gone back to my room as soon as breakfast had finished and stayed there. I imagined static crawling telling different stories. I wondered why mother and father hate me. I mean it was also sort obvious, but was there another reason for their hatred towards me? I pondered this, then I remembered something from my childhood, Haru nii showing me some kind of light. He had said that father had taught him this, it was called magic. I recall bring very fascinated by this. Was that why they hated me, because I have no magic, and I knew that myself because I have showed no signs of magic all these 14 years of my life, no special power coursing through my body.
I sighed, and I "prayed" that mother, father, and everyone else could be mean, rude, and abusive, but the only thing I wanted was the person who has taken care of me my entire life to not leave me in the dark, in loneliness. I sat there in the dark thinking, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
(The Next Morning)
I don't remember falling asleep, but I guess I did. I woke up to the light outside my window. My body felt heavy as I dragged my self off my bed, to continue my daily routine. I turned to reach for my bracelet only to find it missing, I then remembered that I had left it downstairs. I got up and walked slowly walked towards the stairs, careful not to make any sound. As I walked past my father's office I heard father talking with brother. I was curious to hear what they were taking about so early and in hushed tones. I walked a bit closer to the door and started to hear biys and pieces of their conversation, like "You have to go to. . . soon", "I don't want to", "I won't leave her alone". Then I heard it loud and clear from father, he had changed his tone which meant that he was angry, and shouted "YOU WILL GO TO COLLEGE WHETHER YIU GO QUIETLY OR I HAVE TO FORCE YOU TO!", my eyes widened as I stood there in shock at what father had just said. He continued quietly in his hushed tone again, but it was loud enough that I could still heard it. "If you don't do what I say then you know what happens to her." I felt a warm liquid at the side of my cheek rolling down. I touched my cheek and realized I was crying, I started to tear up more and soon tears were streaming down steadily. I covered my mouth so I wouldn't make a sound and then started to run back to my room as quietly as I could, but I knew that someone had heard me. I closed my door and then layed my head into my pillow and started to sob. But at the same time I was wondering who "her" was.