(Dimitris POV)
This is it?I looked up at the large black gates of a cemetery. Why did Shiro tell me to come here?I walked closer to the gates and saw the chains and padlock on it. I sighed and jumped the gates.
I walked through the stones looking at the names until one last name caught my eyes. Mine. I dropped into my ass, ignoring the snow covered ground . It's my parents graves. I pulled my knees to my chest and stared at them. He wanted me to see this, to maybe end the fact that I feel bad because I left my dad's lifeless dead corpse in the woods to decay. It was obviously found and buried. With his wife.. My mother. I wish I remembered more about her other then that she was the nicest person I've ever met.
"I think about you two everyday. "I muttered to myself pulling out one of my daggers and running my finger down the blade. Warm dark fluid dripped down my finger and hand. It doesn't hurt but it'd doesn't feel good. It feels like nothing. I pulled down my bandana and put my finger against my lips letting the blood cover my lips. I licked my lips. I like the metallic taste. Judge me if you want.
I sat at my parents grave for maybe an hour before I got up and left. There's no point in crying over dead people who will never come back. I'm still a little bit confused about why Shiro told me to come stare at my parents grave but all he did was try to help. I respect that.
This cemetery was on the side of some back road surrounded by woods. The woods where we live. So I just went back the way I came, going deep until he woods where no one else goes. I licked my somewhat chapped lips again as the shack came up.Finally. I need a nap.
