~❀ Hanahaki disease ❀~

{ 💮 Part 2 - The Descent 💮 }

his words hit me hard.

they hit me hard, because i thought the same thing later that night, as i brought a small but sharp pin to my arm, dragging it down and making small tears in my skin, where trickles of blood seeped through. 

"why should i even try??"

after i was satisfied, i dropped the pin and went down to the bathroom to bandage up my arm, i was making a mess, but there was no reason for me to care anymore. my dad had left when i was little, and my mum passed to a better place not too long ago. the house was now legally my dad's property, and so was i, but why would he care? he's never taken an interest in me before.. i thought as i reached out for the bandages, blood still trickling down my arm. 

i patched myself up and then went back to my room, i ended up crying myself to sleep, letting the last of my feelings out before tomorrow, when i'd have to hide everything all away again.

i'd come to the point when i can finally relate to those people who write about having to say "i'm fine" when people asked them how they are.

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i woke to the sound of my alarm buzzing, i rolled over, and was slightly shocked to feel a piercing pain in my arm, i jolted back and lifted my arm up in front of my face to see what's wrong, then i sighed, remembering.

oh, right...

i drowsily got out of bed, getting changed in to my school uniform, even though it was summer, i put on my blazer to cover up the bandages so no-one would worry about me. because, honestly, i was fine

i walked out the door, locking it behind me, and then started to trudge my way to school, all but exited for the day ahead. i put my headphones in and walked to school, completely disconnecting myself from the world

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i arrived at class early, and walked over to my seat, not looking at, or paying attention to anyone. as soon as i got to my seat i sat down and slumped over my desk, pulling out a notebook from my bag, deciding that now would be a good time to finish my homework i didn't finish from yesterday. that got immediately interrupted by a dark shadow forming over my desk, i knew exactly who it was.

"huh? i thought nerd's always did their homework?" he said, smirking

"go away.. i don't care what you have to say, just can you leave me alone for once..??" i mumbled, not confident enough to actually say it so he could hear it.

"hmmm?? did you say something??" he looked at me, that stupid smirk still plastered across that smug face of his. i shook my head.

"oh, good." he said, "because a question i need to ask you." he was still standing in front of me, smirking. we were the only two in the class other than a few girls gossiping in the corner, they never care what happens to me though, they've witnessed Kaito's cruelness before.. it's not that they don't care, it's just that they're too scared to act up. i get it.

he didn't wait for an answer from me, he just kept on smirking, but now he squatted down so that his face was level with mine "-the hell'd you do last night, nerd? i know nothing can normally keep you away from finishing your homework, so after i left yesterday, what the hell were you doin'?"

i sat there, speechless, i couldn't tell him what i did... actually no, i could easily tell him what i did, i just didn't want to tell him, because why the hell should he have to know?? this is my problem, i can deal with it myself.

"hm? not gonna answer, huh?" he smirked and grabbed my arm, holding it up so that i'd have to stand, i did, but not because i wanted to, because of the sheer force of him lifting me by my arm. it hurt like hell, how do these stupid scars still hurt?!? they should be fine by now.. i grimaced in pain, he was holding my arm right where the biggest cut was, he noticed my grimace straight away and looked at my arm that was currently being covered by my blazer.

"oh? wearing your blazer, are you? and why's that?" he asked bluntly, "..show me or i'll have to freaking take it off myself" that smirk of his just got bigger and bigger

i snapped at that point:

"fine! i'll freaking show you if you wanna see that bad!!" i practically screamed that, except just not too loud. i don't care anymore. i tore my blazer off and he stared wide-eyed at my arm that was covered with bandages

"Akio, what the f-" he looked genuinely shocked

"don't call me Akio!!!" i said, furiously ripping of the bandages, to reveal the full extent of what i've done to myself.

".....what the hell...." he stared, wide-eyed and looking slightly scared, and the white cut scars that lay all over my arm

a/n: geez, 800 words! sorry that was so long!! i'll try to make the next one a bit shorter 

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