Unspoken (ON HOLD)

S2 Chapter 9

 Yuki always thought that he would never be loved.

His time in the main house and certainly proved that fact as he sat alone in that dark room for months, maybe even years at a time.

Curling himself into a ball, the rat heard the door open to reveal a tiny pool of light enter the space. It was the only light he would ever see anymore.

He sat up, afraid to be punished for slacking off and awaited the visitor. There was only one option after all, and Yuki feared him with his entire being.

Akito. The one who locked him away in the first place, the only one that ever showed his face to him. Not even his brother would come anymore.

There was also that girl behind him sometimes. Her dull, lifeless face was permanently ingrained in his mind forever. Although she never had spoken a word, she had also never stopped Akito's punishments.

The tiny click of heels echoed across the floor and Yuki looked up to find not who he had expected at all. In fact, it was someone he hadn't seen in years, his mother.

Walking into the floor, she laid eyes on Yuki and nodded approvingly. "Good job Yuki. It seems that Akito has taken a liking to you. How wonderful."

She never pointed out his terrified face, his sullen stance or his unhealthy appearance. No, all this woman had was joy. "You must promise me not to disappoint him now."

Reaching his hand out, Yuki desperately called out to her, grabbing onto her skirt. "I don't want to be here anymore. Please, get me out."

But his mother only frowned, shaking his hand off of her. "What are you talking about Yuki? Being the head of the families favorite is very good for our family. You should be grateful and lucky that you are in this position, others would kill for it, you know."

Yuki didn't see it like that though. He only saw pain. "I don't care. Mom please, I want to go home."

Her face grew to one of disgust, throwing off her son and causing him to fall to the floor in devastation. "Stop being so selfish, you ungrateful child. I never want to hear those words from you ever again."

The realization that his mother didn't care coursed through him and Yuki couldn't help but stay frozen at the action. She would really let him stay like this? "But mom..."

Cutting him off, the woman took a box out from behind her back and threw it on the ground. "I don't want to hear another word Yuki. Now, take it. It's your birthday gift. Course, now I want to throw it away, but I won't."

Seeing that the young boy was not grabbing his gift, she only sighed and turned for the door. "Now, be good for Akito."

As she left, Yuki gasped and raced forward, grasping at any chance of his freedom. His mom couldn't do this. Weren't mom's supposed to love their children? "Mom, wait! Please, I'm sorry. Just please, don't go..."

But she didn't listen, and soon Yuki was back in his own pool of darkness.

No, he never knew love back then.

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Yuki walked down the steps to the living room with various thoughts swirling around in his mind. Although, The one thought that kept returning as an annoying, constant reminder was Aria.

He couldn't help but watch her cross out the days on the calendar and feel a strong sense of dread in his stomach. If you had told him a couple months ago that he would be reacting this way to Aria, the girl who had haunted his nightmares for years, then Yuki not doubt would have called you crazy.