Vent Stories/Things

C o n f e s s i o n (Inspired)

(**Note: It's probably difficult to understand this story, you'd have to know my past self and watch through this anime to sort of get it I guess though. But this scene hit me hard when I saw it, and I got inspired to make this from it. Enjoy reading this. I tried. And don't worry, this was an inspiration so I'm okay.)

"clink~"

I drop the keys of to an old place of where I've escaped from, people may say that wherever they live and all they would call it home. However..this place was no home to me. In fact, it was far from that.

"Creak~"

..The door gently opened..and there she had stood right in front of me, the person who had given me the wrong idea of what love was.

"Oh..is something wrong?~"

She tilted her head slightly to the side while speaking in that soft loving tone of hers that was clearly the devil in disguise, that smug smile of hers appearing across her face as she looked deeply into my eyes, her blank dark brown ones staring into mine.

"..."

I lowered my head down slightly, not wanting myself to get caught in her gaze. Nothing came out from my mouth, I had just wanted to get some help from her since she was the one who had tend to help people like this out in these situations, I wanted this to be done and over with and never speak to her again after everything settles. Nothing more, nothing less.

A small little giggle comes out from her mouth as she continues to look into my eyes, not letting her gaze escape from me.

"Come on Mangox, Come inside~"

She coos softly out to me as she walks further into the house, waiting for me to step inside. Her loving voice pulling at the invisible puppet strings that were attached to me, playing with them. As much as I would never want to go inside this wretched place that I had escaped from, I could slowly feel the strings being tugged at and causing me to follow her. But I knew that I was here for one thing and one thing only, so they didn't get a good grip at my strings.

We then both have a seat across from each other, my hands resting on my lap and her arms wrapped around her legs as she continued to look at me, the room staying quiet for a bit before I had gotten the words to come out with,

"Thirteen..can you hear me out?"

Thirteen leans in, interested and having all ears opened for what I was about to tell her.

"What is it Mangox?"

...

"I had killed someone. I had erased their existence from this world for the greater good of my loved one, and I'll destroy the evidence to pursue love, and then make sure that the two of us carry on without any evidence of this. Just them and I, help both of us out."

Waiting a few seconds for a response, Thirteen slowly opens her mouth up to speak, still in shock from my confession.

"Mangox..that's the first time you've gone that far over the line for someone that you love a lot.."

"Are you going to call the police on me?"

"No, of course not. Quite a few people who I've offered out to share my love to have done similar things like that..and yet I've still continued to love them."

Seemed to be filled with joy and happiness all of a sudden, Thirteen wraps her arms around herself, a "warm" innocent like smile forming across her face,

"That's what my love is ♡"

"So, of course..."

The words that were about to come out from her mouth had became nothing but gurgling in my head as if that blooming side of her was underneath and deep in the water, struggling to breathe for some air to be let in through her lungs. Like as if a beautiful flower that had been intoxicated was desperately squirming to stop itself from rotting and wanting to bloom..her dark brown eyes were now scribbled out..showing the struggle in them.