Natsuki's Getaway

On the Run

{This one is really short, sorry about that :( }

It's been a couple of days. MC decided to stay out here with me for my safety and we're extremely far away from that bridge we were at before. It was night time, maybe 1 A.M when we sat around our homemade fire, sitting across from each other.

"I see you've gotten over your fear of the dark...", he started the conversation, carving a knife out of a stick using his home key.

"Obviously. The darkness is like Amy...", I snickered, looking around at the trees surrounding us.

"You mean from your poem?", he raised his eyebrow, looking at me and smiling a bit.

"Yep. 'Cept I got to know the darkness, not Amy...", I trailed off towards the end, looking down at the bloody bandage on my wrist. Every time I jump off that bridge, the cut opens more... they stitched it, but they aren't hanging in there too well...

"So what exactly did you get from that guy? He seemed pretty angry, doesn't seem like you got one bag of marijuana from him...", his smile disappeared as he continued carving the stick and looking at me seriously.

Should've known this was coming at one point... "It's not important anymore! What's important is ke-"

He cut me off, clenching his fists, "It is important! What the fuck kind of drugs did you put in your body?!", he shouted at me with an angry voice that I'd never heard before and it honestly scared me more than Pedro. I just stared at him, flinching and then hugging myself, my shoulders hunched.

"A few bags of marijuana...", I started, waiting for him to look down at his key when I looked down at the ground. "Some cocaine... a-and heroin...", I nervously chuckled when he stopped moving completely and just stared off in the distance. "Y-You know! Certain types of vodka taste really ba-"

He cut me off once again. "Excuse me? What did you say right before that?", he leaned in towards me a bit, putting his key and homemade knife on the ground next to him.

"Uh... You know?", I tried avoiding the main focus of the argument starting.

"NATSUKI!", he screamed and I finally gasped out of fear, looking down with my hair in front of my face. "HEROIN?! SERIOUSLY?! YOU KNOW WHAT PEOPLE NOWADAYS LACE THAT STUFF WITH?! EVEN IF THEY DIDN'T, THAT'S ONE OF THE WORST DRUGS YOU CAN EVER TAKE! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!", he scolded me and I closed my eyes tightly, getting extremely upset.

"I THOUGHT YOU FUCKING GAVE ME UP TO MY DAD! I DIDN'T GIVE A SHIT! IF I DROPPED DEAD, GOOD!", I looked up at him with tears in my eyes as I screamed back. "THERE WAS ABSOLUTELY NO REASON LEFT TO LIVE EXCEPT... I-I THOUGHT MAYBE THERE... WAS... BUT THERE WASN'T AND I WANTED TO LEAVE, BUT GET SOME SORT OF SATISFACTION BEFORE I DID!" I sniffled, rubbing my eyes and looking away from him when he walked towards me. "I got sicker than I ever was before the day after anyways, he looked after me to make sure I hadn't overdosed... that shit made me stop trying anymore drugs... h-he left to go take care of another one of his clients and I promised I'd pay him when he came back, b-but I bailed again..."

"Hey", he sat down next to me, grabbing my hand and holding it tightly, smiling at me when I turned my head quickly to look at him. "Look... I'm sorry I raised my voice before I'm just... I care about you and love you more than anything and... I wouldn't be able to handle it if something happened to you and I wasn't able to stop it..."

I shut him up, unable to hold my tears back anymore as I lost it completely, hugging him and burying my face in his shirt, fucking weeping. "I-I'm so glad... y-you don't hate me...", I smiled, continuing to cry. He kept his mouth shut and I cried for hours. Actual hours. I fell asleep in his arms that night and my stomach fucking killed... Not because I was crying, I couldn't put my finger on it...

I have a separate reason to live and this one isn't MC, there was a reason I didn't overdose and a reason why I still have the slightest bit of hope... I do have an idea of what it could be... and it wouldn't be too crazy...