Skittles

Chapter Twelve: The Truth

The day was going pretty well for a while.

Then it wasn't.

Then I took my pills.

The day went well again.

Then Saihara just showed up at my door, saying how he just fought with his mother and he needed a place to stay.

Now he's sitting on my couch as I try to find a way to get him to ignore what happened recently.

"So you finally stood up to the bitch?" I asked, "Ouma! You can't call her that she's my mother" Saihara scolded.

"And she's a bitch, so I'll call her a bitch" I explained. Saihara rolled his eyes, "finally you grew a backbone and left her..." I sighed in relief.

Saihara nodded, "thanks for taking me in by the way, glad you skipped today" Saihara added looking relieved.

I nodded, trying not to allude to why I skipped.

This was going well.

Of course that ended fast.

"So...Ouma about earlier..." Saihara started.

Shoot.

"I just wanted to ask...why is your back covered in scars...?" Saihara asked.

I shrugged, "you don't want to know" I answered, Saihara didn't look convinced, "seriously Ouma, you don't look so good, did something happen?" He asked.

I shook my head, "I'm doing great" I answered, "Ouma that doesn't explain scars" Saihara continued.

"Sure it does, I was a reckless child" I brushed off, "that doesn't prove anything, why don't you just tell me already-"

"You don't want to know, you don't want to get involved in this" I rebutted, "I can deal with this alone, I have for a long time done this alone, so I don't need you" I tried to convince.

It didn't work.

"For years?! Ouma what kind of secret is this? This sounds serious? And speaking of which where even are your parents they are never here" he asked.

"Drop it" I ordered, "Ouma you can trust me can't you?" Saihara asked. I paused.

Trust....? Do I....no. He doesn't need this.

"I don't" I told him honestly.

Saihara looked hurt, "is it personal then?" He asked and I nodded, "it doesn't matter...just..." my eyes widened as I saw her again....

I quickly shook my head and got up to take my pills while I was still aware enough.

"Ouma?" Saihara asked confused.

I ignored him.

"Hey Ouma!" Saihara called from the couch, I took three pills and swallowed them.

"What-? What are you taking?" He asked. I looked down annoyed.

"You really want to know?" I asked, annoyed.

"Yes that's what I've been trying to do for the past-" Saihara started, "do you really and truly want to know everything?" I asked.

"Because once you know...once you know what happened...you won't be able to forget" I mumbled.

Saihara paused but nodded again. He's taking after Momota to much with this stubborness.

I guess thats the price of him using it on his Mom finally.

"Ok...be prepared for a story"

I took a deep breath....