Chapter 4: The Envious Yandere? [PART 2]

123 8 3
                                    

*Miku's POV*

Darkness.

All I could see was darkness.

I saw myself floating in a black room. Nothing could be seen. I tried to move, but it was no use. I was weak.

But then, I started hearing...

Voices.

They sounded muffled, but it only took a while to make out the words.

(Bold: Voices Italics: Miku)

Miku! Miku can you hear me?

W-what?

Miku! Wake up! Please!

R-Rin?

Please, Miku!

Rin... you're crying!

Mako, please help her! I'm begging you!

Rin, stop it! Where am I?

Get her to a hospital, at least!

W-what?

I'm on it!

No! Stop! Don't do it! I can take care of myself!

*Teto's POV*

What was I thinking! I can't fight another person! I'm not that type of girl!

I looked to the right, and saw two girls carrying Miku. This isn't good!

"Look, I really don't want to fight you. How about we deal with this at lunch tomorrow, just with no getting beat up?"

Tei groaned."It seems like you're those kind of girls." She hesitated."I suppose it wouldn't hurt to wait a little while."

"Thanks!"

And so, I went after those two girls carrying Miku.

"Wait! Let her go!"

The girl with the green hair turned around."Excuse me?! Who do you think you are, telling the leader of the Secret Police what to do?"

Man, she's grouchy...

"Um...," I said."I'm one of her closest friends. So it's my duty to be a true friend and protect her from anything."

"I'm her older sister."

Shoot, she's her sister! But how else will I make sure Miku doesn't get sent to the hospital?

I mean, there's always the hard way...

"Put her down," I said menacingly.

"I told you already I'm the leader of the Secret Poli-"

"I SAID PUT HER DOWN!" I shouted. I could feel the ground shake, as if there were an earthquake.

She pouted, and layed Miku on the ground. I kneeled down and looked down at Miku. Then I thought about my decision for a moment. I just hope my plan works...

I just hope...

I put my hand on Miku's chest and closed my eyes. I thought happy thoughts as I started pressing her chest. My hand glowed green, my nails starting to go through her skin slowly. Then all of a sudden, my hand stuck into her chest.

Synthesizer AcademyWhere stories live. Discover now