"Baby, Don't Cut" | Zane~Chan AU (COMPLETED)

Chapter 4

The festivities continued until it got dark, and a car horn was heard.

Kawaii~Chan got up, "That must be Nico! Kawaii~Chan asked Ichi to ask her to pick her up! Kawaii~Chan is coming, big sis!" She kissed Zane one more time before walking out the door, and getting into her older sister's car.

"You couldn't walk back?" Nico sighed, as Nana put her seatbelt on.

"Ichi doesn't like me walking home in the dark," She said.

"Nana, you're in your late 20s, why can't he just trust you?" Nico asked, starting the engine.

Nana shrugged, "I don't know. He never told me he could... Can he?"

"He's going to have to," Nico sighed, as she started driving, "Shuichi told you he wouldn't be home, right?"

Nana nodded, "That's why I bought my keys with me! So I can get in!"

"Alright, cool. Just thought I'd check," She shrugged, turning the corner.

It took 10 minutes to arrive back at her house.

"Well, see ya later, Nana," Nico waved as Nana walked to the front door.

"Bye, Nico!" Nana waved back and her oldest sister drove off.

She unlocked the door and walked in, hanging up her handbag on the bag rack.

She sighed and walked to her room, turning on her phone. She had a few notifications from Instagram, they were all DMs.

She unlocked her phone and went onto Insta to check the notifications. She felt a tear roll down her cheek as she read the messages.

Pink.haired.beauty: Aw, your boyfriend is so cute. You must really love him huh? Too bad he doesn't love you.

Pink.haired.beauty: Why are you still here? Meif'was are so stupid.

Pink.haired.beauty: I bet you lick yourself, you don't shower do you? That's disgusting.

Pink.haired.beauty: That shade of pink is gross. You should dye it... Poop brown.

Pink.haired.beauty: I'll send more torments later, you're not worth my time, stupid meif'wa.

"H-he does love me..." She stuttered, turning her phone off after blocking the account.

She looked at her drawers, and opened them, finding her pocket knife under a few dresses.

"One small cut can't hurt, right?" She mumbled, wiping her tears as she pulled up her sleeve, "I'm sorry, Zane..." She let the knife pierce her skin, cutting about a one centimetre cut on her wrist.

She patched herself up for the first time in a week, and rolled down her sleeve.

"Nana?" Ichi called out, as the door shut.

"In my room!" She called back, hastily hiding her pocket knife.

"I got cake mix from my friend if you want to make it later," He said, opening the door.

"Cake mix?!" She cried, slapping her cheek, "Shuichi Ashida! You are in your thirties! We are not using cake mix!"

Ichi gulped, "A-alright, whatever you say, sis"

"What cake is it? I'm sure we have the ingredients to make it without dreaded cake mix!"

"It's vanilla," He replied.

"Oh, that's easy! Let's go to the kitchen," She told him, as her phone buzzed.

"Nana, your phone," He pointed to the pink cased electronic.

She nodded, "I know," She picked it up, checking what it was. Another Instagram DM.

Strawberry.Stranger: Blocking me, huh?

Strawberry.Stranger: Lucky for you, I have many accounts. You're not getting rid of me, Kawaii~Chan.

She didn't let herself cry as she blocked them again. Ichi looked at her, his expression changing.

"Nana? You ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine, let's just make that cake," She sighed, walking downstairs to the kitchen. She knew Ichi couldn't get into her phone so she left it on her bedside table.

Ichi looked back at the phone and followed his little sister.

That was the night Nana Ashida broke her promise.