A Generic Love Story

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

"Give me a fucking break. When you got raped by that crazy motha fucker, you were so scared that you didn't dare to tell anyone! No one! And then your weak scaredy ass became his sex slave, only because you are weak as fuck!"

"Grh..." Chisato's throat became stuck

"When you were on that train, the man obviously molested you. Why didn't you yell? Oh right, you are a coward, weak, pathetic girl! But somehow you didn't accept it. Cuz you'd have killed yourself if you did. So you went masturbating to other people's suffering, so you can think that you're "strong." His voice peaked with sarcasm.

"Fucking face it you dumbass. You're not only weak, but you don't even know how to ask for help because your weak ass would be afraid of people knowing you are weak! Ha! Just... like me..." The vile tone died down, as his eyes became hollow.

"Shu... Shut up!"

She held the bat high, ready to swing down on him. But Takumi wasn't there anymore. He was stranded inside his thoughts, reminiscing the painful events that corrupted him.

The windows broke, and a fleet figure jumped inside. Kyoya took a momentum step; his feet drilled into the floor, his peripheral vision spotted the baseball bat. He chambered his leg, and the spinning hook kick reaped the thing in half. Then he stood his ground:

"Yamero!"

Chisato was staggered by the force of his kick. Stumbling backwards, she threw the bat away before drawing out a paper knife.

Down there, Takumi suddenly woke up. He seemed to have thought of something, as he tried to stand up. Kyoya saw that and helped him, letting the enfeebled Takumi rest on his shoulders.

"Nee, senpai... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say those things..."

"Shut the fuck up! Die!"

"Senpai! Please listen to me! I know, it's cruel, but you have to face it!"

Briefly staring at the floor, he continued

"My dad was a real special agent who worked for America's intelligence agency. He was the world to me. But one day, he got shot on an escort mission and died."

Chisato's patience was being tested

"I was so lost I didn't know what to do. So I developed this personality. Cruel, ruthless, but smart and devious, just like the world itself!" he panicked.

"Then our family did not receive the compensation money. An impostor came and acted as if he was my dad's friend. When in reality he was the one who took all our compensation. So the sly me came up with a plan. I pried the truth out of his mouth, recorded it. As a killing blow, I acted emotionally and jumped from the second floor to trigger his conscience."

"After that, as if it was a punishment, even though we got the money, I came down with hyperthymesia. All those memories... I can't forget them! I thought i was gonna go crazy! I thought that it was karma for all that hatred and anger that built up inside me. And ... and I became deprived of motivation. I don't see a purpose to live! I became so weak!"

"Enough!" She roared, and rushed at them.

Takumi noticed that Kyoya's legs were shaking. His fear of female completely rooted him.(He won't be able to react in time!). And so, with all his strength, he shoved Kyoya out of the way, accidentally bumping his head into a wall and making him fall unconscious. The knife, however, went straight into his torso.

Chisato's breath was frantic. She was trembling and crying. Takumi lifted one of his arms. Then he looped it around her.

"That's why... Don't be like me. Call for help! Just scream out loud! Cry if you want to! Struggle! You have your whole life in front of you, and if none is willing to help you get it, then I will!"

"H-Huh?" she looked at the knife that she sank deep inside Takumi's flesh.

"My life is useless... But if... If it can help you, if taking my life can make you feel better, even just for a short moment... Then go ahead."

"W-Wait, this is... No I didn't mean to..." her voice was mixed with sobs

"No! Nishimura-kun, I'm sorry! Please! Don't die!"

"Senpai... Are you happy now?" He smiled, but it looked like the saddest thing on earth. Then, a small gust of wind knocked his body over. He fell to the ground. Blood formed a puddle around him.